I don't want to read a book half written by AI.
I don't want to read a book narrated by AI.
I don't want to read a book with an AI cover.
I don't want to read a book written by somebody who supports AI.
I don't want to read a book half written by AI.
I don't want to read a book narrated by AI.
I don't want to read a book with an AI cover.
I don't want to read a book written by somebody who supports AI.
When he heard the door open and close behind him, Draco sighed and took another drag of his cigarette, savouring the bitter burn of tobacco in his lungs. He exhaled slowly just as he felt someone stop beside him.
“Malfoy,” came a familiar voice.
When he heard the door open and close behind him, Draco sighed and took another drag of his cigarette, savouring the bitter burn of tobacco in his lungs. He exhaled slowly just as he felt someone stop beside him.
“Malfoy,” came a familiar voice.
After dinner, Narcissa declared she needed her beauty sleep and swept off to her quarters, leaving the rest of them to their own devices.
Which, unsurprisingly, meant more drinks, louder laughter, and dancing that gradually devolved into chaos.
After dinner, Narcissa declared she needed her beauty sleep and swept off to her quarters, leaving the rest of them to their own devices.
Which, unsurprisingly, meant more drinks, louder laughter, and dancing that gradually devolved into chaos.
Christmas morning started far too early for Hermione’s liking.
She was jolted awake before the sun had even begun rising. And it wasn’t a toddler jumping on her — it was a /fully grown man/, mind you.
Christmas morning started far too early for Hermione’s liking.
She was jolted awake before the sun had even begun rising. And it wasn’t a toddler jumping on her — it was a /fully grown man/, mind you.
#dhr #dramione
#dhr #dramione
For the second time this month, time passed too slowly— and her mind far, far too fast
She’d left the shop at five. It was now… who even knew. She’d been pacing around her bedroom, changing her outfit three times, and redoing her eyeliner twice.
For the second time this month, time passed too slowly— and her mind far, far too fast
She’d left the shop at five. It was now… who even knew. She’d been pacing around her bedroom, changing her outfit three times, and redoing her eyeliner twice.
Day 10/25 for our Hogwarts Professors! 🎄❄️📚
#hpadventprompts
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Draco was going to absolutely murder those Hufflepuffs. He had painstakingly charted the location of every mistletoe sprig in the castle for the sole purpose of avoiding them.
Day 10/25 for our Hogwarts Professors! 🎄❄️📚
#hpadventprompts
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Draco was going to absolutely murder those Hufflepuffs. He had painstakingly charted the location of every mistletoe sprig in the castle for the sole purpose of avoiding them.
Hermione was smiling like a schoolgirl when she returned to her flat that night.
He had invited her out.
Was it a date? Surely it was. Or… maybe not. Maybe he had someone. They hadn’t exactly talked about it.
Hermione was smiling like a schoolgirl when she returned to her flat that night.
He had invited her out.
Was it a date? Surely it was. Or… maybe not. Maybe he had someone. They hadn’t exactly talked about it.
TW: panic attack
She was walking through the Great Hall when she heard it —
“I heard she got tortured. No wonder she’s gone a bit mad.”
It was nothing, really. It was true. She had been tortured.
And yes, she’d had a hard time recovering from the war.
People had started to notice.
TW: panic attack
She was walking through the Great Hall when she heard it —
“I heard she got tortured. No wonder she’s gone a bit mad.”
It was nothing, really. It was true. She had been tortured.
And yes, she’d had a hard time recovering from the war.
People had started to notice.
Harry had also hoped to never
Harry had also hoped to never
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
#dramione #dhr #hermionegranger #dracomalfoy #harrypotter #comics #fanart 1/4
#dramione #dhr #hermionegranger #dracomalfoy #harrypotter #comics #fanart 1/4
Happy birthday to
Draco Malfoy’s
hot wife Hermione
Granger 🎂
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Happy birthday to
Draco Malfoy’s
hot wife Hermione
Granger 🎂
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He was out of bed again.
Hermione sighed when she saw the time — 4 a.m. — and pushed the covers aside.
He was out of bed again.
Hermione sighed when she saw the time — 4 a.m. — and pushed the covers aside.
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The road to friendship was paved with bribes, bets, and boatloads of pumpkin juice.
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The road to friendship was paved with bribes, bets, and boatloads of pumpkin juice.
Hermione ran to the stairs and sat angrily at the bottom steps after her argument with Harry and Ron.
Ron. Why wouldn't he just admit it? Was she overthinking it? Did she read the room wrong? Hermione closed her eyes and let the tears stream down her face.
Hermione ran to the stairs and sat angrily at the bottom steps after her argument with Harry and Ron.
Ron. Why wouldn't he just admit it? Was she overthinking it? Did she read the room wrong? Hermione closed her eyes and let the tears stream down her face.