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“So you and Theo are roommates?” Hermione asked, arms crossed, brow arched in that /I already know the truth/ way he hated.
“Yes, Granger, we are,” Draco said stiffly. “Our budgets were a bit tight after the war.”
“In a one-bedroom flat?”
From Vine to historical documents, queer couples have been hidden under the simple label "roommates" for centuries. Sometimes for safety, sometimes out of ignorance and homophobia, sometimes for comedic effect. It's an easy way to hide the truth without lying.
However I just realised that December is right around the corner and I need to find a little story to write like last year (except I’m way busier and probably won’t be able to update daily as I used to)
However I just realised that December is right around the corner and I need to find a little story to write like last year (except I’m way busier and probably won’t be able to update daily as I used to)
The perfect amount of angst/confort !
The perfect amount of angst/confort !
divorced!Hermione, xmas fluff and slight angst
“Mum! Can we get this one?”
Rose, her twelve year old daughter, pointed to a well rounded, nearly eight foot fir tree that reminded Hermione of the exact ones Ron used to pick out.
Like father, like daughter apparently.
divorced!Hermione, xmas fluff and slight angst
“Mum! Can we get this one?”
Rose, her twelve year old daughter, pointed to a well rounded, nearly eight foot fir tree that reminded Hermione of the exact ones Ron used to pick out.
Like father, like daughter apparently.
When Draco started dating Hermione, he was convinced she was unstoppable.
Brilliant. Level-headed. Fierce enough to stare down ministers and Death Eaters alike.
His perfect witch.
And she was,
…until she caught her first cold.
When Draco started dating Hermione, he was convinced she was unstoppable.
Brilliant. Level-headed. Fierce enough to stare down ministers and Death Eaters alike.
His perfect witch.
And she was,
…until she caught her first cold.
I officially have a cold.
I can feel myself turning into half a man and half a Victorian child.
Why is my body betraying me like this ?
I now have to run to the grocery store as soon as it open and buy every remedy I can think of.
Yes I am also turning into a drama queen ! 🫣
I officially have a cold.
I can feel myself turning into half a man and half a Victorian child.
Why is my body betraying me like this ?
I now have to run to the grocery store as soon as it open and buy every remedy I can think of.
Yes I am also turning into a drama queen ! 🫣
He smiled to himself as she strolled through the aisles looking for his witch.
1/2
He smiled to himself as she strolled through the aisles looking for his witch.
1/2
taylor swift, fluff
Hermione had grown accustomed to a lot of Draco’s quirks and antics over the years since they began dating. She even found them endearing and cute, especially when he involved Crookshanks.
Potentially Hermione. And he is singing to Crookshanks.
(Please write this for me)
taylor swift, fluff
Hermione had grown accustomed to a lot of Draco’s quirks and antics over the years since they began dating. She even found them endearing and cute, especially when he involved Crookshanks.
You.
Keep making things
The world needs it
You.
Keep making things
The world needs it
I simply love to ship Theo and Ginny. They work so well together. Both are chaotic, while Theo is sad chaotic, Ginny is happy chaotic.
(In my mind Theo's father was responsible for the death of the Prewett brothers to add some family drama into the mix.)
I simply love to ship Theo and Ginny. They work so well together. Both are chaotic, while Theo is sad chaotic, Ginny is happy chaotic.
(In my mind Theo's father was responsible for the death of the Prewett brothers to add some family drama into the mix.)
The first time Hermione kissed Pansy, she knew.
Knew it wasn’t a phase.
Knew it wasn’t confusion or impulse or curiosity.
Knew it was something permanent — the kind of truth that settles into your bones and refuses to be ignored.
And she knew it would cost her.
Cost them.
Sometimes being ourselves costs us people we love, people we would otherwise fight with all our might to keep in our lives.
The first time Hermione kissed Pansy, she knew.
Knew it wasn’t a phase.
Knew it wasn’t confusion or impulse or curiosity.
Knew it was something permanent — the kind of truth that settles into your bones and refuses to be ignored.
And she knew it would cost her.
Cost them.
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
Well, this year will be different when I publish an original advent story. 🥹
I’m very excited for people to meet Holly, Darryll and Millie this December. 🎄
Well, this year will be different when I publish an original advent story. 🥹
I’m very excited for people to meet Holly, Darryll and Millie this December. 🎄