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I’ve spoken to @mayhemxmugglesxmagic, and Laina and I have decided that this is little Draco and little Theo getting up to mischief, getting caught by their parents, and trying to lie their way out of trouble like the baby snakes they are.

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I’ve been struggling to get motivated, and I think part of that may be due to a lack of schedule now that I’ve finished with University. SO I’m going to be implementing one:

Monday: Off Tuesday: Work on drafts Wednesday: Meme’s and Plotting Thursday: Off Friday: Work on drafts Saturday: Lurking Sunday: Off

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Draco, in 1st year writing a letter: "Dear Mum and Dad, this evening a troll invaded the Hogwarts' dungeons, but we were quickly sent back to our dormitories :)"

Narcissa:

Narcissa: aren't slytheryn dormitories in the dungeons?..

Lucius, already writing a letter of complaint and getting ready for a fight with the whole school staff: i can't with this goddamn school- we should've- i knew-

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Malfoy

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Just a reminder that my Draco’s relationship with his father is complicated but he loves him dearly, and the Malfoy’s one real redeeming quality is their love for each other ok thank you bye ~ 

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magicveins​:

Wren was trying to find a compartment. His brothers, Lorcan and Lysander, had already ditched him to find their own friends. But they were seventh years, and he supposed they didn’t want to be seen with their little brother. Fifth year was a hard one already, he mused, and wondered how on earth he was going to get by with just his hidden Niffler friend. Patches was his best friend, though, and he couldn’t bear to leave him behind at home. 

He was just about to try the next compartment when he was stumbled into and collided. He blinked and looked up at her, grabbing his case and lifting it. “Uh, was that my fault? I’m so sorry. I swear I was looking where I was going.”

Paisley landed on the floor. Only a few days removed from the last full-moon her balance was nonexistent. Standing -- legs a newborn thestrals she readjusted her bag and crossed her arms, leaning on the side of the train for support. The boy looked familiar, but she couldn’t place him.

Last year had been DIFFICULT -- her best friend, Smith in the midst of an argument outed her status as a werewolf and threw a slur across the Great Hall, her housemates ignoring her existence, the other houses eyeing her in fear... a fist fight in the courtyard. The only good bit had been the parcels of sweets Seamus sent to get her through the days after full moons. A simple truth became clear to Paisley throughout it all; no one wants a werewolf in their inner circle.

“ It’s fine.” she began, voice uneven. Her mother’s plea in the back of her mind -- get through the year without any incidents “ No worries, it was an accident, yeah?. You ‘lright? ”

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                                    I am my mother’s savage daughter

                             the one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones

                                       I am my mother’s savage daughter

                              i will not cut my hair, i will not lower my voice  

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@tnott​ || Moodbaord Meme || 👗  

Paisley Aster Brown-Thomas Fashion Mood board 

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Open to Mutuals || Starter || Next Gen.

Legs – jelly in a muggle washing machine carried Paisley down the corridor, her bag hanging from one shoulder as she searched for an empty compartment. It was the beginning of her fifth year, and the first she���d be starting with no secrets. It was terrifying.

Hand trailing along the wall of the train, Paisley stepped to the side. Two younger girls squeezed passed. They hesitated. A rushed whisper quickly followed by an unsettled escape. Teeth ran across her bottom lip – chapped, the topography that of craters and canyons. Everywhere seemed to be full, or at least, that was the impression she got when doors closed in her face.

The train lurched and reeled. A breath dug its claws into her chest, her balance defective. She stumbled. The sound of the train’s whistle a banshee’s wail. Her tongue pressed to the inside of her cheek, urge to punch something lingering on the edge of her mind -- maybe Smith’s face if she found the other girl. 

Regaining her balance Paisley continued, and found new confidence as she was able to take more than three steps without faltering. The train rattled once more, and the newly outed werewolf collided with a body.

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“ 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜                                     𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎.”

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Radom Headcanon – Pansy

Parkinson Place – Pansy’s childhood home, is a gaudy, tacky, excessive wonderland. The Parkinson’s are basically new money and spend ridiculous amounts trying to keep up with older more well established pureblood families. Which leaves them with crystal chandeliers in every bathroom and overtly ornate wallpaper and carpet combinations in every corridor. 

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“My mum says there’s no such thing as bad wishes or bad feelings. She says what you actually do is more important than what you just think about,” Enid told him. “You’re allowed to be upset, or nervous, or angry. I wouldn’t blame you for being angry. It sounds like your dad and your mum are arguing about you without asking you how you feel.”

Just because Scorpius was only eight years old didn’t mean he couldn’t have his own opinions. If Uncle Draco and Astoria really wanted to do what was best for their son, they needed to listen to him first.

She tugged Scorpius a little closer and said, “Maybe you could tell her that spending the summer with her feels like too much all at once? That you think she needs to start smaller? I mean, I can’t promise she’ll listen, but at least you’ll have said it, yeah?”

Enid would have suggested asking her own mum to intervene on Scorpius’ behalf, but she paid too much attention to things to genuinely think that was a good idea. She’d already noticed that Astoria didn’t seem to like her mum very much.

“ I’m not ...” angry, he began. The word remained unspoken -- a lie, but Scorpius was not a liar and he wouldn’t start now, not with Enid. A deep breath filled his small form, chest slowly rising and falling a great distance. 

He was angry. He was angry that his mum wasn’t how he pictured her, he was angry that she left, angry that she came back, angry that he hadn’t known her his entire life... Scorpius was angry, but it was a soggy anger. An anger that’d been left out in the rain and forgotten.

“ I don’t know how I feel. All I know is, I want things to go back to how they were.” Scorpius began again, his fingers pulling at a loose strand on the arm of his favorite jumper. It began to unravel. He could hear Aunt Pansy’s playfully scolding voice somewhere in the back of his head going on about treating the things you like nicely, but it didn’t matter, because everything was changing and tomorrow he may very well hate this jumper.

Scorpius wanted to spwnd his summer reading in the garden and listen to his father tinker in the study through the open window. He wanted to get ice cream with his nan, and spend weekends with Owen, Enid, and Auntie Theo. But none of that seemed to matter.

“ Maybe...” he continued, voice an unbalanced teeter-totter. Enid was right, he needed to let his dad and mum-not-mum know how he felt. He needed to be brave. “ I think telling my dad first might be better. He listens -- well, he tires to listen anyway. Then when he knows I’ll tell her. ”

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                                                   i am more   a n g e r   than self…

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Harry: Al, can I ask you something?

Albus: Sure, what's up dad?

Harry: Do you think it's possible your sister snuck someone in here last night? I found a lone shoe outside her window.

Albus: I wouldn't be surprised, we were all seventeen once, and the side of the house is just so easily --

Harry: What?

-- Harry stares as Albus slowly slips away, face frozen in horror --

Harry: I sat there like that for twenty minuets.

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I think I may have bought the smallest knife ever!?

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New Verse Alert – Draco AU

This AU is canon divergent and begins during fourth year. Draco and @tnott​’s Theo are informed that their families have agreed that when they come of age they will marry. Neither are thrilled (Draco would rather be mauled by hippogriff and picked apart by a flock of Augurey), so over the next year and a half the pair plot and plan and fail to get their families to change their minds. As the Christmas holiday’s of sixth year approach and Theo comes of age, the pressure is mounting -- not only the pressure of their upcoming forced nuptials, but the threat f war, and of both of them being forced to take the mark. After a worrying letter from Narcissa with undertones of encouragement to run, Draco agrees with Theo that their only hope to avoid the fate their parents have set before them is to hide... in the muggle world... 

The pair survive off money left to Theo after her mothers death, and what little money Draco could get out of the family vault before they are both disowned and Lucius changes the Malfoy family vaults lock. The pairs only contact to the wizarding world during this time is Pansy Parkinson -- who knows that they’re hiding in the muggle world, but not their exact location. They rarely venture into the wizarding world unless forced.

During the first few months of their time in the muggle world Draco is still under The Trace, and struggles -- majorly. 

( *Note: Minor tweaks to timelines and canon exist within this verse. Lucius and the Death Eaters fail to retrieve the prophecy but escape, as such Draco is not forced to take the mark, but the Malfoy family does suffer punishment which I will not get into here)

tag: Y: No one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark (Arranged Marriage AU)

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“scared?“ malfoy muttered, so that lockhart couldn’t hear him. “you wish.” said harry out of the corner of his mouth.”

happy very late birthday draco malfoy, 5 June 1980!