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waitingondhr:

Dramione AU: drabble by

Draco Malfoy was fidgeting. As comfortable as his chair was, he was uneasy as he tapped staccato beats against the huge, black desk with his fingers. The Ministry had given him an important job - and that was to catch Fenrir Greyback, who had, embarrassingly enough, escaped from Azkaban. Shacklebolt had given him permission to bring an assistant into the complicated job, but so far, he hadn’t found anyone capable of working with him. It pissed him off. Honestly, how hard could it be?

Growling, he grabbed his quill - for the ninth time since the last interviewee left - when he heard a faint, almost unsure knock against the door. He frowned slightly and glanced at the clock. What the hell was someone doing here so late? If memory served him right, he was the only one who stayed in the office this time of the night. With a resigned sigh, he told whoever was outside the door to come in, and froze. Shock clouded his now stormy grey eyes when a familiar witch with bushy hair stepped into his office.

Hermione Granger had.. changed. For the better, he admits begrudgingly. Her wild curls was tamed, her teeth was a bit smaller than they were in their school days, and the clothes she had put on for the day hugged the curve of her hips and the soft swell of her breasts. He locked eyes with her, and tilted his head against the palm of his hand.

“Granger. What a pleasure,” he said, rich sarcasm tainting his tone. Her appearance might have changed, but he knew her personality hadn’t.

"Shove it, Malfoy," she spat, stepping in to his office and closing the door with too much force than was necessary. Draco clicked her tongue at her, smirking when he saw the familiar flash of anger in her amber-coloured eyes. "I’m here for professional reasons," she explained as she took a seat opposite of him.

"Such a shame. I hoped you had come to see me for … social reasons,” he replied, still with the infamous smirk tugging at his lips. It had been ten years since they had graduated, and he still enjoyed getting the know-it-all fired up. There was a certain satisfaction in knowing that he had always been able to cause that reaction in her.

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1 week ago | 387 notes (originally from waitingondhr)

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waitingondhr:

Dramione AU: James Bond Plot

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3 months ago | 852 notes (originally from waitingondhr)

#au #gif




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3 months ago | 1,008 notes (originally from pragmatique)

#graphic




killingcurses:

Dance with me, Malfoy.

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waitingondhr:

Through The Window, We Go By: odairrieres 

Her hand lingered against the wood door, tracing it and the door knob in the outline of the person behind it. She felt the guttural agitation of fear in her belly mixed with an almost identical feeling of anticipation. She could hear Ginny screaming in her head that the choice was easy. But even now, she wasn’t so sure.
She opened the door.
Even though she knew he was there, felt him pulling at her string from miles away until he finally reeled her in, it was still a shock to see the moon-bleached figure standing there in wait. His hair shrouded his eyes and his body looked faded much like the first night she’d opened her eyes to see him looming there in her room like an apparition forever haunting her.
"What are you doing here?" She heard herself say as greeting. Her voice was weary, hostile around the edges.
It was as if her acknowledgement of him made him more solid, real. Life was breathed into him and it surged through him, made him shift, made him give a small laugh mainly to himself as he looked her over, gave a meek smile. He moved towards her with a spark of invigoration that ignited her nerves. “I’m cashing in my rain check.”

waitingondhr:

Through The Window, We Go By: odairrieres

Her hand lingered against the wood door, tracing it and the door knob in the outline of the person behind it. She felt the guttural agitation of fear in her belly mixed with an almost identical feeling of anticipation. She could hear Ginny screaming in her head that the choice was easy. But even now, she wasn’t so sure.

She opened the door.

Even though she knew he was there, felt him pulling at her string from miles away until he finally reeled her in, it was still a shock to see the moon-bleached figure standing there in wait. His hair shrouded his eyes and his body looked faded much like the first night she’d opened her eyes to see him looming there in her room like an apparition forever haunting her.

"What are you doing here?" She heard herself say as greeting. Her voice was weary, hostile around the edges.

It was as if her acknowledgement of him made him more solid, real. Life was breathed into him and it surged through him, made him shift, made him give a small laugh mainly to himself as he looked her over, gave a meek smile. He moved towards her with a spark of invigoration that ignited her nerves. “I’m cashing in my rain check.”

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3 months ago | 324 notes (originally from waitingondhr)

#graphic #fic



mudsblood:

dramione doing the frick frack ( ಠ◡ಠ )

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3 months ago | 145 notes (originally from mudsblood)

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“Perfect, now hold still.” he kept looking at her through the small camera screen. He’s never seen such a beautiful girl.
She stopped posing and looked at him, “Umm…my lips were starting to hurt.”
“Oh! sorry uh…I’ll take the picture now.”
Both couldn’t help but release a small smile.
xx

“Perfect, now hold still.” he kept looking at her through the small camera screen. He’s never seen such a beautiful girl.

She stopped posing and looked at him, “Umm…my lips were starting to hurt.”

“Oh! sorry uh…I’ll take the picture now.”

Both couldn’t help but release a small smile.

xx

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3 months ago | 2,555 notes (originally from watsonspam-deactivated20120624)

#drabble #graphic




merlindraco:

Dramione Fanfictions

A Pound of Flesh by Pennilyn Novus

A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy by Countess of Abe

Burnt Toast by Bex-chan

Isolation by Bex-chan

Parade of the Sun by Everythursday

The Fallout by Everythursday

We Learned the Sea by Luckei1

We’ll Always Have Paris by Melissa D

Hunted by Bex-chan

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5 months ago | 1,005 notes (originally from merlindraco)

#ficrecs




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6 months ago | 499 notes (originally from sassy-damon)

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sassy-damon:

{the magic begins}
4. favorite ship:
dramione ♦ 

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diarycrux:

dramione + greek mythology » hades & persephone

Draco Malfoy wouldn’t be a true Slytherin if he didn’t take advantage of the lingering paranoia in the post-war era to push a Marriage Law that would pair former Dark Lord supporters and sympathizers with a muggleborn spouse. He also wouldn’t be a true Malfoy if he didn’t bribe and blackmail the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot to vote in favor of the law and ensure that he was paired with the muggleborn witch he secretly fancied since fourth year. With the Marriage Law in place, Granger would be his and no one — not even Scarhead and his idiot sidekick — would be able to do a thing about.

When a seemingly innocuous scroll titled “Marriage Law” materialized on her cluttered desk one morning, Hermione simply added it to one of the many teetering piles of paperwork and did not spare it another glance until an official-looking letter bearing the Ministry seal arrived a few hours later, informing Hermione of her pending nuptials to one Draco Lucius Malfoy. She immediately snatched the scroll from its pile and read it over several times to verify it wasn’t some elaborate hoax. The cosmic irony was not lost on Hermione that it was her job as Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to ensure that every citizen abided by the Marriage Law. The loophole that she was legally required to spend only six months out of the year living with her ex-Death-Eater-future-husband at his Wiltshire Manor provided little comfort. 

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6 months ago | 956 notes (originally from diarycrux)




Dramione Au » Draco and Hermione had a secret relationship during their 6th year but ended things before the war. Now over a year later they’re back at Hogwarts.

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#gif #au