hexameterswrites
hexameterswrites
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hexameterswrites · 4 years ago
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“Hmm. Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There’s talent, oh my goodness, yes — and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that’s interesting…”
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hexameterswrites · 4 years ago
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hexameterswrites · 4 years ago
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just saw a billie eilish manip as luna lovegood...2020 you’re too good
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hexameterswrites · 4 years ago
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Snape is a big fucking mood
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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“One can never have enough socks,” said Dumbledore. “Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.”
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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Burden of Proof by hexameters • A Dramione fan fic
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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🎁🎄 A  C H R I S T M A S  O N E S H O T 🎄🎁
Hereos by Hexameters The trio host a holiday party at Grimmauld Place in the winter after the war. Drinking, gift-giving, and chaos ensues.
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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Burden of Proof by hexameters *NEW CHAPTERS*
AO3 • Rated: M - Chapters: 41/x - Words: 85,000 - Status: In Progress
There stood Pansy Parkinson, eyes alight, her face bare and washed in gray light. “Pan—” he started. Pansy pointed a wand at him. “What gift did you give me in our sixth year?” He opened his mouth. Closed it. Then said, “A-a hair clasp.”
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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approaching the “draco and hermione talk about shakespeare” part of my fic lol.
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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and we fight for ourselves. we survive like that
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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Draco Malfoy Aesthetic (1/?)
“I’ve been dancing with the devil”
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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Draco Malfoy
The three stages of being Draco Malfoy:
Hatred of others
Hatred of self
Hatred of the past
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hexameterswrites · 5 years ago
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✧ Slytherin Prince ✧
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Burden of Proof by hexameters *NEW CHAPTERS*
AO3 • Rated: M - Chapters: 22/x - Words: 44,000 - Status: In Progress
I’m sorry that my parents weren’t being hidden away for their crimes against humanity,” she said. “Obviously that’s not what I think we have in common.”
“Very clever.”
“You’re being a twat.”
“I’m the one helping you, so maybe don’t insult me.”
“I thought it would help,” she said flatly. This was not going as she had imagined it to go.
“Our lives are very different,” he said, his tone returning to steel. “Granger, I think you should be going now.”
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Burden of Proof by hexameters
AO3 • FF • Rated: M - Chapters: 12/x - Words: 26,000 - Status: In Progress
He could see the back of Pansy, a low knot at the base of her neck. She was wearing a elegant black robes and a traveler’s cloak. He could smell her jasmine perfume. She turned to him, an eyebrow arching as she surveyed him for the first time in well over a year. He wasn’t sure if they should hug or shake hands or clasp each other on the shoulders or whatever it was that he always saw the Hufflepuffs doing in the hallways, a tactile way of existing that he never understood. She grinned, her small, straight teeth peering out of her lips. “Draco. It’s good to see you.”
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