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“Petrificus Totalus.” Harry’s limbs go rigid and snap together as he keels over, face first onto weeds and patchy, wet grass. His nose and chin hit the packed dirt with a painful crunch. Though his shout of surprise is stuck in his throat, the sound of his body hitting the ground echoes in his ears. A hand grabs at the cloak and pulls hard. Then, he’s on his back, Draco Malfoy standing over him. “Well now, this is familiar,” Malfoy says, a smirk pulling at his mouth. He crouches down at Harry’s side, pulling at his hair so that Harry's head is angled to face him. “Harry Potter.” His voice is low and drawling and it scuttles over Harry’s skin. “I’m simply dying to know what you're doing here.” Harry’s current predicament is, he can admit, rather dire. Being caught stalking aside, he thinks his nose might be broken. Humiliation licks up his rigid spine, but along with it is a prickle of ill-advised anticipation, a foolish thrill at what Malfoy might do.

from Mirror, Me by @kamaela

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Just a friendly reminder re the new Harry Potter HBO series.

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Part 1. What does the mirror show?

Can’t post here a second part, so I think it will be somewhere else~

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The Practical Potioneer by i-am-mighty

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Bouta trigger a few Lily Evans fans, but she’s literally the original “Well, they dint hurt me so i have no problem with them” type of girl to Severus Snape.

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missing that cowboy snape art someone made because of me like a motherfucker

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It is one of these fanfics where Draco is not allowed to use his wand because of what he did in the war (for a certain time) and Harry is the one safe keeping it. Draco just wanted to twiddle with it to pass the time.

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Heat of the moment 🔥

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What the HECK is that THING

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jealous, malfoy?

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Draco in a ponytail and Harry trying his best <333

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...and Professor Snape sat in the very front row, wearing green like everyone else, and a very grim smile.

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this sounds so fruity.

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That awful boy