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George weasley NSFW alphabet

Kinktober 2023

My laptop has finally been fixed and the fanfic finished. I haven’t been as active as I would like to have been for kinktober but maybe I’ll do some Christmas stuff closer to the time. Anyway, here’s a horny alphabet, have at it

TW: Kind-dom George (I always imagine him being the softer twin, idk why), Breeding kink, implied marking (through biting and spanking etc), mentions of DDLG, choking, mention of sub George, thigh riding

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

George always holds you tight and gives you a million kisses. He’ll always let you know just how good you were and how much of a good girl you are. He will only get out of bed if you ask for something. He won’t let you lift a finger after sex.

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves your hips. He loves squeezing them when he stands behind you and he loves placing his hand on your hip when you both go out for the night. He also loves holding your hips when he's burying himself inside of you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s either cumming inside or he’s not cumming at all. He absolutely adores the idea of you being pregnant and the thought of you being swollen with milk leaking from your breasts will make him cum in his boxers like a horny teenager (and then he’ll be all pouty because he didnt cum inside you, but he’d definitely try to collect it on his fingers and stuff it inside of you)

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I think his dirty secret would involve him being a bit rougher with you (he gets this idea after seeing you with Fred). He would love to mark you as his, whether it's through bite marks, hand prints, or body writing. If he tries it, he’ll be obsessed with tying you up and writing on your body. He’ll write things like “Dirty whore” “My Bunny” “Cum Dump” “Bite Me” “Breeding Bitch” and anything else that makes his dick hard

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s got quite a bit of experience. Being on the Quidditch team meant that the girls practically threw themselves at him, his brother, and other players. He fucked a few of these girls, picked up a few tricks on how to make a woman very happy. Luckily for you, he puts those tricks to good use every time you both go at it.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Either missionary or cowgirl. He loves watching your face because he can't imagine a prettier sight, but he also loves when you randomly straddle him and start riding him. He will still be somewhat in control (if you haven’t taken control this time).

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He can be, but it all depends on his mood and your mood. There are times when he tries to be goofy to cheer you up and it leads to sex (it's not the same but it's close). There are times when he will crack a few jokes and make smart quips but he only really does this towards the end of having sex when you’re both coming down from your highs.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like he prefers to keep it trimmed and neat. He won't fully shave but he will like to keep it clean and tidy. The carpet definitely doesn't match the drapes. It seems to be the opposite. His hair is long, his down there hair will be short, almost shaven. His hair is short, his down there hair will be about the same length.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

Ginger Don Juan. This man is so romantic that his second job would be a poet. He loves taking you to dinner with rose petals and candles. Sex is the same, for sure. On anniversaries, he will go all out with silk sheets and dimmed lights while he slowly fucks into you. He’ll hold you close and make sure you feel so loved. (it doesn't even have to be an anniversary, just when he's in a romantic mood)

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He doesn't jerk off that much, surprisingly. Maybe twice or three times a week. He just doesn’t get turned on that much. But when he meets you, he stops jerking off all together (why would he need his hand when he has your perfect body to play with as he pleases.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Does a praise kink still count if he gets off on giving praise? If so, then he has a praise kink. He has a little bit of a dumbification kink. He loves making you so cock drunk and dumb. He has an edging and overstimulation kink. He adores the way you writhe from being too sensitive and the way you whine when he stops pleasuring you. Teasing, he loves it. It's more of a condescending teasing, like telling you how greedy your pussy is and that you're too dumb to take care of yourself so he has to do it for you. DDLG. he loves treating you like his innocent little girl while you call him daddy.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He isn't one for risks so he prefers anywhere in your flat. He prefers the bed or the bath or the sofa. Maybe he can be persuaded to fuck you against the window overlooking Diagon Alley (I know its risky, but he secretly casts a disillusionment charm and a silencing charm to make you both invisible and silent) poor guy just doesnt want anyone else seeing your tits with a fucked out look on your face

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you give him those innocent little doe eyes and say vulgar and dirty things. Coming back to the ddlg kink, he loves when you randomly walk up to him and call him daddy. So random yet so hot. He will drop everything he's doing and carry you to bed.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's against overly hurting you. He’ll spank you and overstimulate you but he'd never slap you across the face or pull your hair too hard. I feel like he'd be against choking you too hard. He doesn't mind wrapping his fingers around your throat but he’ll never go as far as making you dizzy or oxygen starved.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s more of a giving man. He loves the sound you make and the way you feel on this tongue. He adores the feeling of your thighs against his ears and how your legs tremble after you cum against his mouth.

He doesn't mind receiving if it means that he gets to look at your teary eyes as you try to take him all. He’ll tease you by telling you that your mouth is just too small for his big cock and that you need him to train your throat.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be either fast or slow but there's always a sensual element to it. No matter what you guys are doing, he always wants you to feel loved by him. Sometimes he’ll make his pace slow and torturous just to tease you and make you beg.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He isn’t one for quickies. He prefers to take his time making love to you. Even if he has the time for a quickie, he’ll use that time to give you sweet kisses and promises for a passionate evening. He doesn’t like quickies because he doesn’t think that it's enough time to appreciate your beauty.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

No. even when there's a chance to take a risk, he just doesn't like risks. He's happy to experiment as long as it's not too public and stays within both of your comfort zones. Don't think that he’s predictable, he’ll always find new ways to keep things interesting and new.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

This man has stamina for days. He can last a pretty long time but he will adapt to his partner. Although he likes overstimulating you, he will stop immediately if you even let out the faintest pained sound. He’ll apologise and stop for the night.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He owns a vibrator and that's it. He likes using it on you while fucking you because of the way you feel around him and how wet you get. Sometimes he’ll use it to edge you, but only if he's in a playful mood. He doesn't really like using dildos because he likes how tight you are (it doesnt matter that he fucks you nearly every night, you still feel so tight to him).

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

It really depends on his mood. If he’s in a teasing mood, then you better be in for a long night of being edged and tortured by this ginger sweetheart. If he’s in a romantic mood, then it's completely the opposite and he’ll make you cum as much as you can.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Again, it depends. If you persuade him to be submissive, he will be a loud whiny boy. He is definitely the type who begs for you to touch him and pleads to cum. When he’s in charge, he grunts and lets out breathy sighs.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

If you ride his thigh, he will cum in his boxers. He adores the feeling of your thighs squeezing his and the wet feeling of your cunt soaking through the material. Whether his hands are on your hips guiding you or he’s letting you use his thigh, he’s happy and horny. If he’s wearing his work trousers and you ride his thigh before work, he won't change his trousers. He’s wearing the stains like a badge of honour.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Being a twin, his dick is identical to his brothers. But he does have a few defining characteristics (his dick does anyway). He has one vein that becomes prominent when he's being edged. When you give him oral and focus on that vein (trailing it with your tongue or sucking it) he gets loud.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a high yearning but he pretends that he doesn't so that he can tease you. He loves when you come to him all needy and beg him to touch you but he just carries on with what he was doing. Sometimes his sex drive will wane and he’ll be in more of a mood to cuddle than to fuck but apart from that he has a pretty high sex drive.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He falls asleep after you but there are some occasions where he will fall asleep first. If he’s been submissive and you’ve really taken a toll on him then he’ll be out like a light. But the majority of the time, he will only fall asleep after he’s tended to you.

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The Space In Which We Breathe // g. weasley

RATING: PG-13 / 1.3k words

George Weasley x Reader Insert (No gender-specific details)

✴ Summary - After a long study session, you decide to act on some long-lived feelings you've had for George Weasley since Year One. *George's POV* (Implied Smut)

✴ Warnings - Language, tension, sensuality, heavy kissing, and light petting. Smutty but no actual smut.

✴ Music (listened to while writing):

Want You So Bad - The Vaccines

"George," you spoke his name, your voice barely above a whisper. For a moment, it seemed that he maybe hadn't heard you. His eyes flickered over to you and when he saw yours staring directly at him, he took pause. His lips parted as if to say something

With a short breath, you ran a trembling hand through your hair. You let the Astronomy textbook slide off of your lap and get to your feet.

George watched as you slowly walked over to him, wringing your fingers nervously the whole way. The knuckles on your hands turned white like vanilla ice cream, like how George thought you might taste. Though he’d never tell you that.

You stopped in front of him, staring down, chewing your lips to pieces. George wanted to know what you were so nervous about but, for some reason, seeing your shaking lips made his trousers tighten a bit. He shook that thought away, breaking eye contact with you.

You ignored the slight deflation in your heart and placed your hands on either side of George’s head, pressing down on the back of the couch. Your knees went on either side of George’s thighs as his face came dangerously close to your own.

You hovered over him, a strand of your hair hanging daintily between the two of you, slightly tickling George’s forehead.

The boy exhaled shakily, his lower lip trembling with every hesitant breath. He smelled like mint and smoke, the scent was intoxicating. It filled your head, dragging your eyes closed. You could see the tops of the trees outside and the silhouette of the castle against a gentle white sky, despite the blackness on the other side of the windows.

The strong fire in the corner flickered against George’s glass skin, making him seem all the more desirable. The ginger boy fought to keep his hands down by his sides, despite wanting so badly to touch your hips, your chest, your neck...

You conjured up a bit of courage and found his eyes once more. "Well, do something," you whispered breathlessly, the tip of your nose coming down to brush the older’s.

George could feel the burn in his throat as he swallowed thickly. His heart sped up in his chest and an odd pain claimed his shoulders, making him all of a sudden very restless. Six years of pining after you and this how your awkward, tension-filled relationship came to a head? You two were just going to…do it? George didn’t know if he’d make it. Shouldn’t he take you on a date first?

You took in a breath, wrapping one arm around his shoulders and gently entangling your fingers in his hair with the other. Your hips rose up a bit so you could press your chest closer to the boy's. George’s neck was craned to see the beauty that was clinging so tightly and innocently to him.

"Please . . . ," you gasped, your grip tightening in George’s hair. Even if this wasn't how he'd wanted to touch your soft body for the first time and how he'd wanted to confess, he'd take it. He pressed his lips harshly against yours, pulling his hands up between the two of you to softly grip your face.

You let a light moan slip out, like a breath of relief as your hold tightened on George. He wrapped his arms around you, pressing the tips of his fingers to the small of your back. He reveled in the feeling of your soft body pressed to his. He never wanted to leave this sofa, in this common room, in this castle, at this moment. He wanted to stay here forever, feeling his lips and yours relieve years of tension.

George’s lungs melted within his chest into a mushy mess of blood and flesh. He had imagined feeling you against him for so long; had imagined his tongue painting a landscape within your mouth. George loved your slightly chapped lips scratching against his own, feeling the rough skin crack against his teeth and bleed onto his tongue.

You inhaled deeply, struggling to obtain a breath with his mouth pressed so violently to yours. Your fingers tightened even more in George’s hair, attempting to pull yourself even closer to the boy you’d desired for so long.

George separated your lips and placed his to your neck. His tongue arched longingly over your throat and collarbones. You exhaled shakily at the feeling. George could listen to that sound for the rest of eternity. A breeze of confidence injected itself into his mind at your reactions.

"So fucking gorgeous," George breathed against your skin. He’d planned telling you how beautiful you were for longer than he could remember and the ease with which he got it out just now was shocking. Your breath hitched as he pulled your hips even closer.

George struggled to contain himself as he gripped your beautiful body and pressed his lips more and more against you. He had wanted for so long to touch you, to feel your flesh beneath his fingers, to taste you on his tongue, to hear you breathe out his name…

George propped his hands beneath your thighs, feeling your grip tighten around his shoulders. He gently brought you to the rug in front of the fire. A flash of sense popped across his mind. You two were in the common room and anyone could walk in at any point, but it didn’t seem like you cared, and with the amount of desperation racing through his veins right now…he didn’t really care, either. He brought his lips back up to yours, tracing his tongue along your teeth.

You tugged at his shirt, attempting to pull it up over his head. He obliged and felt the fabric slide against the length of his back. In the absence of the material, he felt the soft caress of the flames in the corner and your nails digging sharply into his flesh.

George quickly got to work on the buttons down the middle of your uniform shirt. His fingers fumbled over the first four, opening the material just enough for easier access. He dragged his lips and tongue down your chest, tasting his salty-sweet flesh. Your scent overwhelmed his senses making the heat in his stomach increase tenfold.

He wondered what he could have ever done to deserve you. The gorgeous specimen with the soft, luscious hair and the sharp, crystalline features. The same beautiful hair that you tied up in a small knot at the back of your head when studying, and the same features that peaked out over shirt collars and waistbands, teasing George with every flash.

His fingers touched everywhere, savoring the feeling of his weight over your body. He glanced up at you and admired the view. Your eyebrows were screwed together in frustration and your lips were parted in a silent moan. His hand reached up to touch your sweaty hair and felt the way it stuck to your forehead as you keened for more of the boy’s touch.

"Merlin, George, do something," you groaned, the words barely slipping from your lips. George covered your gorgeous mouth with his own, wanting you to shut up. He loved to hear the sounds that came from you, but he didn't want to rush this. He had been imagining this moment for fucking years. He’d dreamed of being able to touch you in this way—he was fed up with the awkward, platonic hand touches and congratulatory hugs, he wanted to kiss your neck as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

"Patience," he whispered against your lips.

"Merlin, are you a fucking fortune cookie?" You spat, bucking your hips up into George’s. The boy groaned lowly at the contact, chuckling at your desperation and your silly muggle references. Not even Merlin--or fortune cookies--were going to screw this up for him. George smirked and pressed your hips back down.

He leaned down and slowly slid your skirt down your hips, letting the fabric pool around your ankles. You kicked them off as George climbed back onto you, ever so slightly touching his hips to yours. You let a moan slip from your mouth followed by a string of muffled curse words.

"Fuck you, George Weasley.”

“With pleasure, darling.”

[thereaderarchive]

How about...?

• for @romionemicrofic prompt: Rose | words: 289 | Rated: G

'How about Elmer?'

"Elmer? Is he barmy?"

'Banned', Hermione writes. 'And I told you I think it's a girl.'

'Fine. Elmerina then.'

'B A N N E D', she writes in bold letters, snickering in the solitude of her office, quiet at this late hour. She knows he's kidding at this point. She bites her lips, she has an idea.

'How about Molly? I'd like it to have a connection with our family.' She waits restlessly.

'Not possible, sorry. Percy bagsied that one long ago.'

'He bagsied a name?'

'Look, when you have many siblings and everything is- well, everyone's, you have to take what you can. We divided the names so no one had to be called Bilius again.'

'It's not that bad.' She says, but it is.

'Why not Marie, like your mum?'

'We already added it to the list. Is there something Molly likes?'

'Besides fattening Harry and getting rid of her sons' ponytails?' Hermione rolls her eyes. Ron's been growing his hair to Molly's dismay. 'She likes gardening'.

"A name inspired by nature..." Hermione mutters to herself. She has always loved flowers. She even charmed her bridal bouquet (made of white, blush pink and pale blue roses) from her wedding to never wilt- oh, the baby kicks.

'How about Rose?' Ron writes. 'Rose Marie Granger-Weasley. It's pretty, and I know it starts with an R, but we can name our second with H. Hibiscus Bilius Granger-Weasley has a nice ring to it.'

Hermione smiles, and the baby inside her moves, too.

'Banned', she writes. 'Our second will not be called Hibiscus. Rosie agrees with me.'

"So... Rose it is?" Ron says from the door, parchment and quill in hand. He smiles brightly, blue eyes teary.

[jomiddlemarch]

While You Were Sleeping

Epilogue

“We’re never going to sleep again. Ever,” Hermione said from her end of the circuit around the kitchen, before Draco could head into the conservatory detour that Neville had suggested might at least help with their mental health, if it did nothing to aid in the ultimate goal of the twins sleeping for more than an hour at a time. She’d had to raise her voice a little, so Draco could hear her over the babies’ crying, but she couldn’t get too loud or strident, because then the crying would become howling on Rose’s part and a glass-shattering shriek on Scorpius’s. Any significant pausing in walking yielded the same response. 

“If you agreed, we could get a House—” Draco began. Again. His grey joggers were low around his hips, his feet bare, a ratty tee-shirt that couldn’t be made any rattier by regurgitated milk thrown on hastily when she’d called him from the nursery.

“Don’t start the ‘House-elves make perfectly fine nannies, see how I turned out argument.’ You know how I feel about it, even if we paid an exorbitant amount, and though I love you dearly, I wouldn’t say the nannying you received did you any favors at Hogwarts. You were a preening little prat for the first few years, when there was some pretense we were children and not pawns,” Hermione replied. “I also don’t want to hear about Black family magicks that would do the trick, either from you or your mother.”

“We’re not following Molly Weasley’s advice and using gin,” Draco said, patting Scorpius on the back in a rhythm that seemed to soothe their son. Or it didn’t and they were deluding themselves. Sleep deprivation could do that to a person, Hermione recalled, from a time when she had done research in a library, wearing a clean jersey and drinking a cup of tea hot from the pot, not stewed and cold and generally disgusting but charmed not to grow Wizarding penicillin on the surface. 

“She might have meant we should drink the gin, not that we’d dose the babies, now that I think about it. It’s all fuzzy when I look back,” Hermione said. 

“I hate gin,” Draco said. “Simply loathe the stuff.”

“I know. I remember that about you. From a time when we had drinks on a trolley in the sitting room or went to the pub,” Hermione said. He liked wine, preferably red and full-bodied, though he’d get a pint of Guinness if they went out with friends. He’d rather drink Butterbeer than a G&T and forget about a martini, dirty or otherwise. Her craving for cocktail onions had been rather a sore point during her pregnancy, though he’d fetched them and learned not to turn up his nose at her when she ate a jar’s worth in a sitting.

“What’s a pub?” Draco said wryly. 

Scorpius squawked. If his Patronus wasn’t some avian species, Hermione would eat her hat. She’d have to fit her traditional pointed witch’s hat first, but then she’d eat it. Maybe she’d chase it with a Gibson.

“Shh, darling boy, it’s all right, Papa’s got you,” Draco murmured, brushing his lips against Scorpius’ wispy blond curls. 

Despite the screaming and the exhaustion and the near-constant desire to hex her earlier overly confident and entirely wrong self, the one who’d said things like, twins won’t be so terribly difficult and maybe it’s more efficient to have them together, the babies can keep each other company and they won’t be lonely when they went off to Hogwarts, really, it was a blessing to have twins first, Hermione couldn’t help melting a little whenever she heard Draco talking to their babies, especially when he referred to himself as Papa. She opened her mouth to say something fond and tender, but Scorpius yelped and gurgled and Draco sighed.

“Another geyser. Perhaps we should get those disposable cloths Potter was on about, since we can’t risk Vanishing the spit-up,” he said. Spells around magical infants could be dicey and with a mother as powerful as Hermione, they’d had to play it extra safe.

“He’ll be hungry now,” Hermione said, not even bothering to answer the remark about the burp cloths. Once, her mind had been filled with complex runic equations and the Zaragosta variations on the Berenicean charm progression. Now, she was too tired to even spend one neuron’s worth of attention on the question of burp cloths.

“Time to trade,” Draco said. 

Hermione walked over to the rocking chair, settling Rose on her lap for a moment. The novelty of the perspective change would buy about 90 seconds of relative quiet. Draco came over, put Scorpius into the crook of Hermione’s arm and scooped up Rose. His exceptional Quidditch skills were being put to this exclusive use but Hermione suspected both the babies would be avid players, Rose the more likely Seeker. She fiddled a bit with her top and got Scorpius latched on, stroking his plump cheek very lightly so he wouldn’t get distracted and fall off, screaming with frustration. Nursing, he looked very serious, like Draco drafting a response to the Chinese delegation.

“Now, then, ma chére Mademoiselle Rose, let’s take a turn about the room and let Mummy take care of Scorpius,” Draco said. Rose made a series of noises which weren’t quite cries and could possibly be a language no adult was fluent in.

“Molly said it won’t always be this way,” Hermione offered. Scorpius was growing dozy against her breast, still nursing but with less vigor. He’d fall asleep this way but they’d probably only get an hour of rest from him and Rose’s hazel eyes were alert, peering over Draco’s shoulder.

“She would know. Circe’s garters, seven of them. It doesn’t bear contemplating,” Draco said. “My mother says we ought to be grateful, two healthy babies, no sign either will be a Squib, and I am. I am grateful and I love them—”

“You’d just like to get a full night’s sleep,” Hermione said. The first week, the babies had been drowsy and they’d had to wake them to nurse. It had been the right thing to do and Hermione still couldn’t believe they’d done it. Rose had gone nearly five hours when she was four days old and Hermione had faffed about writing thank-you cards for the new baby gifts and peering into the cradle to make sure Rose was breathing when she could have followed directions and slept when the baby slept, letting Draco be the one on duty to make sure the twins were awakened to feed. 

“I’d take four hours,” Draco said. 

“Three would do me,” Hermione yawned. Draco kept walking, Rose on his shoulder, and Hermione drifted for a bit, lost somewhere between dream and memory.

“You thought it would all go away when we came home. That it wasn’t real,” she said.

“Well, I was a fool and also besotted with you and hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for about ten days,” he said. “Also, we were faking being married. I was your fake-husband.”

“This is real,” she said. She shifted Scorpius to her shoulder, patting his back until he burped, praying he’d stay asleep through it. Draco smiled, too wise to risk laughter.

“It’s as real as it gets, love,” he said. Rose grizzled a bit but lowered her head, her silky dark curls shining against his fair skin, the faint silver stubble of his five-o’clock-now-three-am-shadow. He was tall and fit and terribly kind, terribly clever; he’d do anything for the three of them and he’d gotten her all those jars of pickled pearl onions and had snogged her silly when she had Gibson-breath. He had turned out well after all…

“I might have been overly rigid about the House-Elf proposal,” she said. “A few nights can’t do any harm and we’ll make sure they have exceptional benefits, a pension. The villa in Majorca—”

*

And that was how Pithy came to be the Granger-Black-Malfoy night nanny, the first House-elf with her own Gringotts vault, and the reason Hugo was born. 

Well, a reason. There was a responsible adult creature in the household and there was that villa in Majorca.

[emiliehenry]

BOOM

An explosion blowed in the tower of dark arts girl's bathrooms. Coating the walls and ground with lavender foam.

Weasley and you were coughing, completely drenched.

- "I do not understand, it should have worked." Garreth observed the cauldron.

- "Should have for sure, but worked? It clearly did not! You call that a Felix Felicis?" You giggled and threw bubbles in his face.

- "Hey! You cannot do that!" Weasley gasped.

- "Why not?" You did it again.

Garreth attempted to make you stop by grabbing both of your hands but ended up slipping, falling over you. Your back hitting the cold tiles.

- "Ouch!" You let out.

- "Oh sorry! I did not mean to!" Weasley said on an apologetic tone.

He tried to get up in a rush but due to the slipperiness of the floor he lost balance again.

- "AH! Weasley! Are you trying to kill me?" You hissed.

The boy rose his head, wet ginger locks leaving water drops on your face. The proximity with his freckles tainted face made you blush a little.

- "I think the ground is not very dry..."

- "Yes indeed..." You turned your head to hide the embarrassement you were building up.

Weasley finally noticed the position you were in and his face turned as red as his hair.

- "Oh Merlin! I am so sorry!" He gently moved away, avoiding any sudden movements.

Once standing he helped you get up.

- "Well, I think we will have to study now... We cannot count anymore on the poti-". He tried to break the weird tension, but noticed mid sentence your white shirt was now see through.

You follow his eyes and immediatly covered your chest. As your cheeks turned red and started to feel hot you realised you did not brought your robe to the bathrooms. And where now concerned on how you could leave the room.

Weasley started to undress, which was now the apotheosis of your panic.

- "G-Garreth what are you do-" You received a robe straight in the face.

- "So you could cover yourself. Sorry it is not a Hufflepuff one..." He mumbled.

- "Oh... Thanks..." You expressed while putting it on. It was way bigger than your regular garment, but it was warm and comforting.

- "Let's get dried up before we get sick."

Weasley grabbed your hand, as you used to do. However, for some reason, it felt different this time.

[dhr-fics]

Author: Musyc

100 Fantasies From the Charma Sutra (65KB - 13 Chapters - NC-17) Loosely-connected ficlets of Draco and Hermione exploring sexual fantasies in their relationship.

Alike In Dignity (12KB - One Shot - G) A year after the deaths of their children, Draco and Hermione meet in the cemetery beneath a sycamore grove.

Alike, unlike (5KB - One Shot - G) He's supposed to be the mirror of his father, the exact image, bred and raised to be a perfect copy.

All In Good Time (45KB - One Shot - NC-17) Twenty-five years after the war, Hogwarts librarian Hermione Granger (formerly Weasley) strikes up a relationship with Draco Malfoy, widower of one year. Taking their time, moving slow, and letting things develop as they may, the couple finds happiness all around themselves and in each other.

All it Took (5KB - One Shot - G) He can't forget her.

All Live To Die (137KB - Incomplete - NC-17) "Admit it," she mumbled to herself. "You did send him a personal invitation, you do blush at his name, and you are very disappointed that he hasn't bothered to show up and—" --Museum curator Hermione Granger and her romance with Draco Malfoy, vampire.

And Never Brought to Mind (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) No logic or thought, no scars or marks, no past to forget or future to predict. Hermione closes her eyes and lets go. D/H/Hr

Apprehension (5KB - One Shot - G) What is the point of a haunted house?

Arctic Bonds (12KB - One Shot - NC-17) He claims wrapping her in snowy ropes is a gift to himself this Christmas, but Hermione knows that it's a gift for her as well. Coda to Ardent Bonds.

Ardent Bonds (39KB - One Shot - NC-17) Maybe it was wrong to think about this, maybe it was horrible to even consider, but if Draco Malfoy liked to dominate, she couldn't stop herself from picturing it. Picturing him.

Art Ficlets (70KB - 14 Chapters - G-NC-17) Unconnected Draco/Hermione ficlets written for/inspired by various graphics and manips.

Aubade (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) A composition about dawn and lovers who will soon be parted. Draco helps Hermione to stop thinking about her upcoming tour and helps himself forget their separation as well.

The Best Cure (5KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione rolled over with a groan, buried her head beneath her pillows, and started plotting the slow, painful, and elaborate death of Dean Thomas. A Muggle night out, he said. No magic allowed, he said. No wands, no charms, no spells, he said. No Sobering potions, he failed to say.

Bindings (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) She bites her lip to stifle the whimper tightening her throat as her body responds to the gentle touch of the rope.

Birthday (5KB - One Shot - G) Hermione's birthday plans for Draco.

Bitter Brew (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) Dark curls, dark eyes, but they're never her.

Borrowed Title - Desire (6KB - One Shot - NC-17) We didn't have much time, with our dinner guests sitting just two rooms away, but we couldn't wait one moment longer.

Borrowed Title - Rendezvous (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) "Tonight," he'd said, each syllable thrumming in her blood. "Meet me tonight."

Bring Him to His Knees (580KB - 34 Chapters - NC-17) Draco is on the case of a murderer, but to investigate, he needs a fake relationship - and a kink club play partner. When Hermione volunteers to take the role, both do their best to maintain the lie without letting each other know the truth: neither of them are acting.

Christmas Collaboration (11KB - One Shot - G) Draco has no idea what to get Hermione for Christmas without spending money. Rose and Scorpius have ideas.

Cinq Amours (8KB - One Shot - R) How Draco fell in love, in five parts.

Clever Girl (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) In the vendor's hall at a kinky convention, Draco talks Hermione into talking.

Coal To Diamonds (14KB - One Shot - G) Almost a year after Hermione's death, a grieving Draco watches his daughter build a snowwitch. A lump of coal and a quiet conversation helps him realize he can heal.

Coffee and Cake (8KB - One Shot - G) Draco is at a loss in Muggle London. Hermione buys him a coffee, for starters.

Collected Drabbles (11KB - 3 Chapters - PG-13) Drabbles from dmhgchallenge on Livejournal

Confess (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) If he'd actually been a priest, he'd have broken his vows in that heartbeat.

Cor Leonis (6KB - One Shot - G) If you asked me to, I'd pull the stars down from the sky to make a necklace for you.

Counting On It (15KB - One Shot - NC-17) A midwinter's second chance. Hermione knows what she wants and she's not going to let it go this time. The bonfire isn't the only fire burning tonight.

Dancing (5KB - One Shot - G) Hermione's dancing in the rain.

The Deal (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) "Are you all right, then? Do you need to stop?" He thought for a moment, then grinned at her. "Not especially. But if you're willing, we can just skip the interrogation and go straight to the bargain."

Desk Job (6KB - One Shot - NC-17) He has to be patient, and he'll get a reward.

Draco Malfoy, Clothes Horse (8KB - 2 Chapters - PG-13) Draco likes clothes. Really likes clothes. Hermione doesn't quite get it.

Even Then (7KB - One Shot - G) He imagined, sometimes, telling Hermione the truth. Telling her what sort of person he would become, what sort of things he would have to do.

Everybody Knows; Nobody Cares (9KB - One Shot - G) A secret relationship isn't really a secret after all.

Face the Bad Things (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) But if you wanna leave, take good care Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware (Cat Stevens, Wild World)

Find Your Way Back (198KB - 25 Chapters - NC-17) Draco Malfoy, employed at the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Magical Creatures, is assigned to a case that could end the rules and restrictions he's been required to follow in the fifteen years after the war. All he has to do is deal with one potential ghost. When Hermione Granger gets involved in the case as well, they both discover several other ghosts from their past. Dealing with all of their ghosts, together, will put everything in their futures at risk.

Fire Forgives (9KB - One Shot - PG-13) Tradition demanded that the Yule log never burn away completely, that there would always be something left to carry over to the next year, to start the flames anew.

Five Fluffy Ficlets (15KB - 5 Chapters - G) Fluff and romance ficlets, love and sweetness.

Five Seasons (11KB - 5 Chapters - R) Five scenes for five seasons - short vignettes in the relationship of Hermione and Draco.

Fizzy (5KB - One Shot - G) They made a deal.

A Gentleman's Education (17KB - One Shot - NC-17) A Malfoy has obligations, and he must fulfill them. Draco has put off his long enough; Lucius steps in to ensure his son's education in this matter is properly handled.

Gift Advice (8KB - One Shot - PG-13) She really didn't understand her friends sometimes. It was one thing to have a wish list for birthday presents, but something else entirely to have that wish list include the sort of items found in an 'adult entertainment boutique'.

A Gift for Her is a Gift for Him (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) On Hermione's birthday, the present is for both of them.

Give Her What She Wants (13KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione missed out on the dinner party because she was otherwise occupied, since Draco gave her exactly what she wanted and more.

Good Luck Kisses (33KB - One Shot - PG-13) A good luck kiss for a Quidditch captain - it's ridiculous. It can't actually work. But it does. Every time.

Have You Seen the Stars Tonite? (15KB - One Shot - NC-17) Holiday celebrations in the village of Faith-In-Hart. Draco has something special planned for Hermione. If he can get it right, it will be perfect.

Her Desperate Cure (28KB - 6 Chapters - R) Hermione is going to have a child. Whatever it takes, whatever she has to do, she will have a child. She refuses to accept anything less. She refuses to fail, no matter the cost.

Here and Present (13KB - One Shot - G) Hermione only wanted one thing for Christmas. But it's going to be delayed. There's been an accident.

Here Kitty (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione doesn't want a cat. A cat who is also a man, well. That's a different story.

Humpathon 2011 (55KB - 11 Chapters - NC-17) Unconnected Draco/Hermione ficlets written for Humpathon 2011 at Hp Humpdrabbles.

I'll Make You An Offer (14KB - One Shot - NC-17) A very rare book is ruined. Hermione and Draco make a deal.

In His Hands (12KB - One Shot - NC-17) She knew what they had planned for the night and she knew it would push her to her limit. She wanted to reach that. It's Draco's 40th birthday, and Hermione gets the treat.

In Order (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione gave Draco instructions before she left that morning. Now to see if he's obeyed.

In the Bushes (7KB - One Shot - PG-13) Minerva finds some misbehavior in the bushes at the Yule Ball.

Just This Once (14KB - One Shot - NC-17) Harry showed up at Hermione's door after another lousy date just to chat. Instead, he got a surprise offer. More surprising was Draco's permission to let his wife go through with it.

Knitted (5KB - One Shot - G) Draco's new sweater doesn't fit.

Lasombra (5KB - One Shot - G) The costume fits.

Letters Without Answers (8KB - One Shot - G) Lucius writes to his son about Hermione.

Lion in the Snakes' Den (30KB - 2 Chapters - NC-17) Exploration of a polyamorous relationship - Draco/Hermione/Pansy. Series order may rearrange depending on when stories written fit into their timeline.

Mad Apologies (23KB - One Shot - PG-13) For most people, "I'm sorry" is a simple thing to say, but Draco Malfoy finds it incredibly complicated, especially when most people don't want to hear it from him. The one person who does is the one person to whom he can't say it.

A Magical Morning (15KB - One Shot - G) Regency-era AU. Christmas morning brings an unexpected turn of events for everyone in the Malfoy family.

Make a Mess (7KB - One Shot - NC-17) The sofa gave off another creak. "I'm dripping," Draco said. "All over my fingers. I'm a fucking mess thinking about you. Thinking about the things I'd like to be doing to you."

Maybe Later (6KB - One Shot - PG-13) Four times Draco does not have sex on his birthday and one he does.

Meet by Moonlight (7KB - One Shot - PG-13) This was the only promise never broken, the one made with our fingers linked and our foreheads touching. When he needed me, when I needed him, we would always, always be there.

Memoirs of HJG, November 20— (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) One entry from the memoirs of HJG. D— owes an apology.

Memory Mews (14KB - One Shot - PG-13) A series of charms and presents leads Hermione through memories of her relationship with Draco, and settles something that had been unsettled between them.

Morning After (6KB - One Shot - R) Hermione's woken up beside men before. She's just not sure how she woke up with this one.

A Muggle-born Magic (110KB - One Shot - R) Regency-era AU. Physician's daughter Hermione Granger finds herself in need of a way to pay off her father's debts after his death. Draco Malfoy, retired from the politics of the Isolationists, a group of pure-bloods bent on separating 'true' magic from lesser folk, finds himself in need of a tutor for his son, Scorpius, who appears to be incapable of magic and must learn to survive in a world without it. Draco also needs a wife and mother for Scorpius, to satisfy a promise to his unwell father. After she saves his son from an attack by Isolationists, Draco hires the Muggle-born Miss Granger for the former, and after a riot in Vauxhall Gardens and a scandalous discovery made by his mother, weds that selfsame Muggle-born for the latter. While making the best of her marriage of (in)convenience, Hermione discovers that Scorpius' history of wild imaginings and dreams is more than just imagination. As she attempts to teach him about magical abilities no one expected he would ever have, she and Draco work together to raise Scorpius and learn to trust each other.

Mulled Wine and Kisses (15KB - One Shot - NC-17) She'd only thought before to give him a moment of distraction, but now her thoughts were leading an entirely different direction.

My Favorite Things (14KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco and Hermione enjoy spicing up their marriage with fantasies, but Draco's not sure about Hermione's latest request.

Need You Tonight (And Only Tonight) (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) They only met once a year. One night of memories to avoid, one private night of sweat and sex. Once per year, every year.

A Negative Passion (27KB - One Shot - NC-17) Sentenced to Azkaban for his crimes, Draco Malfoy obsesses over the woman he blames for his circumstances.

Occluded (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) She thought she knew his fantasies when she reached into his mind, but he learned his lessons well.

On the Altar (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) Fertility, life, and beginnings. Draco and Hermione celebrate Beltane.

One Card (5KB - One Shot - PG-13) It's down to the last move.

One Hour, Later (7KB - One Shot - PG-13) He wants an hour with her now.

One Pleasant Memory (21KB - One Shot - NC-17) The memory of one stolen, forbidden night is all that they share, and Hermione remembers it all as she waits to be identified.

A Pale And Pointed Mirror (110KB - One Shot - R) Someone is killing Death Eaters and Draco is at risk. Hermione must identify the murderer and save Draco's life.

Partners (22KB - One Shot - R) Who ever thought that it'd be a good idea to have Malfoy and Granger work together? So far, there's been three requests for a transfer, two broken back-up wands, a gross-inflated hospital bill for a 'mauling by half-Kneazle', and one exceptionally fine pair of Dragonhide boots set on fire.

Picnics and Poppy Crowns (6KB - One Shot - G) Draco made a promise to his family.

Pleasure Garden (11KB - One Shot - NC-17) Once per year, his moonstone pendant glows. Once per year, she visits the garden. Once per year, they can be together.

Prescription (11KB - One Shot - NC-17) So if you please get on your knees//The first step of the cure is a kiss - Nurse Granger deals with a patient and prescribes a little something for him.

The Pride of Gryffindor (8KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione's costume idea has Draco tripping over his words. She takes him by the hair and shows him a new use for his tongue.

Prized (7KB - One Shot - NC-17) A precious treasure is infinitely more valuable when Draco's the only one who gets to touch.

Promises, Promises (16KB - One Shot - PG-13) Lawyer and social work advocate Hermione Granger is one signature away from fulfilling her dream to have a house-elf education program. All she needs is to seal the deal, and Draco Malfoy has promised the full support of Malfoy and Son Developments. But the owner of the property is balking, there's a new buyer in the mix, and a promise isn't a contract.

Proposal 1 (5KB - One Shot - G) Draco's trying to pop the question.

Proposal 2 (5KB - One Shot - G) The proposal goes a little awry.

Quiritation (11KB - One Shot - NC-17) I wanted to hear her screaming again.

Ready (5KB - One Shot - PG-13) Head bowed, he waited in silence.

Red-cheeked (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) He'll give it to her willingly, but she has to ask for it.

Restricted Rendezvous (11KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco looked up from his book in the library and caught her staring at him. Deliberately, he met her eyes. She looked down, her cheeks turning a soft pink. He folded his hands under his chin, waited until she looked at him again, then dragged the point of his tongue across his bottom lip. Draco follows Hermione into the Restricted Section.

Ribbon (7KB - One Shot - NC-17) He would never give her a second thought, never lie awake fighting to keep his hands out of his pyjamas and off his twitching cock if it hadn't been for her fucking hair. Wild, untamed, uncaged.

Say It Right (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) Now he knows what she wants and he gives it to her, in a heavy, groaning voice. He pleads with her, asks her over and over again.

Seven for a Secret (50KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco celebrated Beltane with a woman whose face he never saw. Eight years later, he meets a little boy whose face is a match for his.

Shelter and Sanctuary (140KB - 4 Chapters - NC-17) Dystopian "Voldemort Wins" alternate universe. Draco Malfoy's loyalties have always been to himself, and his concern for his own safety is paramount, but when the war ends with Potter's death and Voldemort controls Hogwarts castle, Hermione Granger finds herself under Draco's protection. A Gryffindor needs to play a Slytherin's game in order to save herself and each other.

Shooting Star (10KB - One Shot - G) Accidentally locked on a balcony. In winter. In Scotland. Sometimes you don't need to see the shooting star to get your wish.

A Small Present (8KB - One Shot - G) Hermione gets everything she wants for Christmas.

Spin and Burn (10KB - One Shot - NC-17) Every time, she tells herself it is the last time. Every time, she knows she's lying.

Stand Together (9KB - One Shot - G) She loves him, and she's never doubted that he loves her. She simply hadn't realized that he loves her this much.

Sticky Situation (5KB - One Shot - PG-13) Hermione gives away secrets when she's had a few drinks.

They'll Be Home For Christmas (7KB - One Shot - G) Hermione has decorated the house in too much tinsel. But there's a reason for it.

Three Sentences (7KB - One Shot - R) Collected three-sentence fics from twitter. Unconnected microfics, one-word prompts, mostly smut-minded.

Three Steps Forward, One Step Back (18KB - One Shot - R) When tracing a relationship step by step, sometimes they move forward, sometimes they fall back. In the end, they find they can move in step. The tracing of a relationship in fifteen short vignettes.

Three Years - Leather (12KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco gives Hermione a special present for their third anniversary. D/Hr/P

To Soothe The Savaged (16KB - One Shot - NC-17) Post-war, post-Azkaban, post-hope. Draco Malfoy learns something he never wanted to know, but desperately needed to hear.

The Train (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) What could have happened in chapter seven of HBP, and why Harry Potter should never lurk in luggage racks again.

Trial Run (12KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco asked Hermione to be in control, to let him serve her. For this first attempt, they're taking it slow.

Truths (12KB - One Shot - PG-13) Everyone had little thoughts from time to time, thoughts about how Jacob Blevins' new haircut looked exactly like Teffer's Top-Notch Tonsorial Toupee, which had been just the previous week advertised in the back pages of the Prophet, or thoughts about how Shelly Chapman kept yawning because she'd been up all night, not with a raging head-cold, but with her new intern who had a set of tits that would put Lavender Brown's to shame, or thoughts about how anybody paying more attention to the hair in his ears than to the agenda could just piss off, yes, I mean you, Lawrence Pibbs. Everyone had those thoughts. But nobody actually said them.

Upon the Midnight Clear (15KB - One Shot - NC-17) Years after the war, things have changed. Hermione meets Draco at a Christmas party and goes home with him to make a little music.

Waiting (5KB - One Shot - G) Waiting at a cafe.

Weekend (5KB - One Shot - G) Professor Granger relaxes with Draco.

What Is Necessary (21KB - One Shot - NC-17) War leads to rage - between sides, between enemies, between friends, and between lovers. Hermione and Draco are both enemies and lovers. It is necessary to hide love under rage, and they do what is necessary to survive.

What To Do by Musyc (11KB - One Shot - NC-17) "I can," she said, smirking at him. "I have that authority. Since you're always going at it quick and hurried, without the slightest attention to detail, I've been given the authority to make certain it's done properly." Draco ground his teeth. "You can't tell me what to do, Granger." "I can and I will." "I don't take orders from you." "You will."

When A Door Opens (12KB - One Shot - PG-13) When a door opens, there are choices to be made. When it closes, the universe may be different.

When The Time Is Right (16KB - One Shot - PG-13) Draco is ready to be public about their relationship. Hermione must decide if the time is right. Tonight, at the celebration ball, is her last chance.

Whispers (9KB - One Shot - NC-17) He tells her what he's going to do to her.

You Can Give Odds Forever (93KB - One Shot - R) In all the offices in all the cities in all the world, she had to walk into mine. I didn't want to take the case, but I needed the money. And I wanted to see her again.

You Owe Me (10KB - One Shot - R) Hermione has an anniversary plan. Inspired by fanart.

[breaniebree]

Kismet Characters & Family Trees Part Eight:

Charlie Weasley (12 December 1972) GRYFFINDOR bf. Lee Jordan (1978) GRYFFINDOR (officially since end of 2010): 1. Aydin Dora Weasley (1 December 1996) GRYFFINDOR m. Leo Black (31 December 1996) SLYTHERIN (2019): a) Colten Raleigh Black (4 March 2020) SLYTHERIN m. Florencia Fazio NA (2022) (2045): i) Misha Black (2049) HUFFLEPUFF ii) Leonardo Black (2051) GRYFFINDOR  iii) Raleigh Black (2053) RAVENCLAW b) Bram Charles Black (27 August 2022) GRYFFINDOR m. Rebecca Higgins (2028) HUFFLEPUFF (2051): i) Zoe Black (2054) HUFFLEPUFF ii) Cadence Black (2057) GRYFFINDOR c) Jordan Arthur Black (6 February 2024) GRYFFINDOR m. Jaya Mukherjee (2022) RAVENCLAW (2055): i) Ari Black (2058) RAVENCLAW d) Jackson Sirius Black (22 October 2026) GRYFFINDOR m. Deanna Finnigan (31 January 2026) HUFFLEPUFF (2055): i) Norah Edwina Black (2060) HUFFLEPUFF e) Zayn Harry Black (4 November 2029) GRYFFINDOR m. Nari Chung (2028) SLYTHERIN (2052): i) Dal-Rae Black (2054) RAVENCLAW ii) Ayla Black (2057) GRYFFINDOR iii) Hana Black (2060) HUFFLEPUFF f) Nova Molly Black (3 June 2033) RAVENCLAW m. Nick Buckingham (2028) GRYFFINDOR (2057): i) Maverick Buckingham (2059) GRYFFINDOR ii) Micah Buckingham (2061) RAVENCLAW g) Nevra Charlotte Black (3 June 2033) GRYFFINDOR m. Wyatt Williams (2025) GRYFFINDOR (2054): i) Walker Williams (2059) SLYTHERIN ii) Wilder Williams (2061) GRYFFINDOR

Sirius Black (3 November 1959) GRYFFINDOR m. Zahira Zacarias (7 April 1964) NA (1999): 1. Harry Potter (31 July 1980) GRYFFINDOR m. Ginevra Weasley (11 August 1981) GRYFFINDOR (2000): i) James “Jamie” Sirius Potter GRYFFINDOR (5 April 2004) m. Hadley Grace Pritchard (2005) RAVENCLAW (2029): a) Rhysand James Potter (28 May 2032) GRYFFINDOR b) Emerson Fleamont Potter (11 March 2035) GRYFFINDOR c) Flynn Harry Potter (2 July 2037) GRYFFINDOR d) Grace Ginevra Potter (18 December 2040) GRYFFINDOR ii) Albus “Alby” Fleamont Potter (1 June 2006) SLYTHERIN m. Scorpius Malfoy (6 January 2006) SLYTHERIN (2031): a) Lyra Astoria Malfoy (1 June 2037) RAVENCLAW b) Celeste Ginevra Malfoy (5 March 2039) RAVENCLAW c) Archer Kai Malfoy (6 July 2044) SLYTHERIN iii) Lily Luna Potter (3 November 2007) GRYFFINDOR m. Oakley Wood (8 January 2007) GRYFFINDOR (2028): a) Nash Oliver Wood (31 July 2030) GRYFFINDOR m. Nixie Sparks (2032) RAVENCLAW (2058): aa) Sirius Harry Wood (25 December 2061) GRYFFINDOR bb) Remus Oakley Wood (25 December 2061) GRYFFINDOR b) Noah Harry Wood (31 July 2030) GRYFFINDOR  c) Magnolia “Lia” Katherine Wood (2 May 2033) RAVENCLAW d) Zinnia “Zin” Ginevra Wood (11 August 2035) HUFFLEPUFF  e) Zahira “Zee” Sorcha Wood (11 August 2035) HUFFLEPUFF iv) Cedrella “Ella” Theodora Potter (21 October 2010) SLYTHERIN m. Spencer Kane-Nott (3 July 2010) SLYTHERIN (2036): a) Logan Theodore Kane-Nott (23 March 2040) GRYFFINDOR b) Zeke Harry Kane-Nott (21 January 2042) SLYTHERIN  c) Nolan Everett Kane-Nott (11 November 2044) RAVENCLAW d) Westley Sebastian Kane-Nott (9 December 2046) GRYFFINDOR v) Everett Arthur Potter (21 October 2010) RAVENCLAW m. Xara Scamander (13 September 2016) RAVENCLAW (2039): a) Hazel Ella Potter (2 September 2040) HUFFLEPUFF  b) Galina Xara Potter (28 April 2042) RAVENCLAW  c) Landon Everett Potter (19 June 2044) GRYFFINDOR d) Waverly Luna Potter (7 February 2046) RAVENCLAW vi) Genevieve “Evie” Zahira Potter (9 May 2012) HUFFLEPUFF m. Christian Lyon (2008) RAVENCLAW (2033):a) Leif Christian Lyon (1 October 2035) GRYFFINDOR b) Autumn Ella Lyon (21 September 2038) HUFFLEPUFF c) Winter Willow Lyon (21 December 2041) RAVENCLAW d) Summer Lily Lyon (21 June 2043) GRYFFINDOR e) Spring Rose Lyon (21 March 2047) HUFFLEPUFF vii) Henry Remus Potter (31 July 2020) GRYFFINDOR m. Daniella Zabini (7 July 2018) RAVENCLAW (2049): a) Cameron Blaise Potter (1 January 2052) GRYFFINDOR b) Aidan Hunter Potter (23 July 2055) GRYFFINDOR  c) Jameson Henry Potter (14 March 2058) GRYFFINDOR  d) Emilia Ginevra Potter (17 August 2060) RAVENCLAW viii) Hunter Colten Potter (31 July 2020) GRYFFINDOR m. Sloane Hart (2023) GRYFFINDOR (2046): a) Simon Hunter Potter (14 February 2049) RAVENCLAW b) Shay Cedrella Potter (14 February 2049) HUFFLEPUFF  c) Colin Fleamont Potter (7 March 2053) GRYFFINDOR  d) Beckett James Potter (19 June 2055) HUFFLEPUFF  e) Parker Harry Potter (24 September 2059) SLYTHERIN f) Noelle Ginevra Potter (25 December 2061) GRYFFINDOR 2. Minerva “Mina” Euphemia Magnolia Black (31 December 1996) GRYFFINDOR  m. Grayson Goyle (28 September 1997) HUFFLEPUFF (2017): a) Zelena Minerva Goyle (26 December 2019) GRYFFINDOR m. Katerina Baxter (7 March 2015) GRYFFINDOR (2040): i) Erica Goyle-Baxter (2043) GRYFFINDOR ii) Antonia Goyle-Baxter (2043) HUFFLEPUFF b) Ariel Sorcha Goyle (3 April, 2021) HUFFLEPUFF m. Philip Davenport (2017) RAVENCLAW  (2047): i) Siri Davenport (2049) SLYTHERIN ii) Gregory Davenport (2051) RAVENCLAW c) Helia Marguerite Goyle (14 February 2023) RAVENCLAW m. Henry Rawlings (2008) RAVENCLAW (2048): i) Julius Rawlings (2052) RAVENCLAW d) Orion Sirius Goyle (6 September 2025) SLYTHERIN 3. Leonardo “Leo” Mikhail Sirius Black (31 December 1996) SLYTHERIN  m. Aydin Weasley (1 December 1996) GRYFFINDOR (2018):(re above)

Thanks to @ellieoryan7447 for taking the time and effort to create these.

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UNLEASHED! FEST: WEEK ONE

WHAT A WEEK! We are bringing you the roundup today and a free Sunday to give you all a chance to catch up and shower our creators with love and kudos! We will be back with posting on Monday: get ready because week two is gonna be just as paw-some!

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Quiet as a mouse (Ron/Viktor, digital art, G) Based on this prompt: Hogwarts Fourth Year: While Ron is grateful for Pigwidgeon, he sometimes finds himself wistfully remembering the times he spent with 'Scabbers' -- before the reveal in Third Year, anyway. One such night, he's startled and wary to find a rat scampering around, until Viktor appears, looking for his escaped pet. They eventually bond over pets, grief, comfort, Quidditch, and many other things as they start to develop feelings for each other.

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Because Cats by ICMezzo (Draco/Harry, 1.5-2hours, T) Harry has a cat, and Draco doesn’t. Then Draco has a cat, and Harry doesn’t. Then Harry has a cat again, but Draco doesn’t. Then Draco has a cat, but Harry—OMG HOW WILL IT END.

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Trevor the Escape Artist (Neville/Pansy, 2.9, G) Trevor the Master of Escape feels his reputation being ruined because a certain someone keeps successfully locating him and bringing him back to his owner. Trevor is often found in bathrooms because he likes humidity.

With Love in Her Luminous Eyes (Draco/Harry, 30k, T) The Demiguise lived in Grimmauld Place, and she lived all alone.

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Birds Behaving Badly (Draco/Harry, 10.5k, E) For eight years, Draco has been content living a quiet life of anonymity in Brighton, dodging pesky seagulls and enjoying the ephemeral boys of summer. And if these summer blokes just happen to resemble Harry Potter, it’s a mere coincidence—despite what his friends say. But when a repeat one-night stand challenges him to face his desires, Draco thinks he’s finally over his years-long crush. A seagull named Kevin thinks otherwise.

Harry Potter And The Dubious Rescue Of His Ferrety Boyfriend (Draco/Harry, 8.8, T) Draco Malfoy always ends up getting bullied by other animals while in his Animagus form. Harry must rescue him again. Or must he?

It's Me or the Peacock (Draco/Harry, 4.5, T) They’ve been together for two years when Draco finally moves into Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Only, Harry didn’t know he’d be bringing a pet with him.

misty morning comes again (Draco/Ron, 4.5k, M) Every morning without snow on the ground or rain that turned the land into a slip and slide of mud and wet grass, Ron ran the property with his misfit herd of barnyard animals close behind him. The thrilling tease of watching Ron's solid, sweat-glistening body do its lap around the misty morning pond was just about the only thing that could get Draco willingly out of bed so soon after the summer sun rose. Barn chores and animal butts certainly weren't going to do it.

Slithering up the garden path (Draco/Harry, 1.4k, G) Draco just wants to read in the garden. He's not sure why there are so many snakes around.

Waiting for the Moon to Rise (Draco/Harry, 8.9, E) When Harry and Draco move into Grimmauld Place straight out of Hogwarts, the last person they expect to find taking up residence is Bill ‘divorced, dishevelled, and dangerous’ Weasley. But what if their new, furry little problem is the help they need to finally bring them closer? Stranger things have happened, Draco supposes.

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Rooster Singing Sweet Child O’ Mine

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw X FemReader

Rating: G

Warnings: None just all da fluff!

Word Count: 594

Taglist: @mads-weasley @the-marshals-wife @hotch-meeeeeuppppp​ 

(A/N:) I’ve been a big GNR fan for years now and I’m on a kick right now. I’ve been listening to them a lot while I paint and I got the idea of Rooster singing Sweet Child O’ Mine to the reader throughout their relationship and then reader gets up to check on their daughter to find Rooster is already comforting her and he’s singing the song to their daughter. So yeah I had to write it cause I need it and I’m sure someone else needs it to! I may do other Top Gun guys with different GNR songs too, we’ll see what happens! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

The first time Rooster sang Sweet Child O’ Mine to you was on your first date. The song came over the radio in his Bronco and he belted out the lyrics as loud as he could. From that moment forward he sang it to you almost every time he saw you. It was the perfect ice breaker when you were both fighting and helped bring a smile on your face when everything seemed to be going wrong. Now as you both were married and he was away for months at a time you always knew when he was home when the door came open with the lyrics already melting into the calming atmosphere.

 Your favorite was when he would surprise you while you were cooking then proceed to serenade you with a full concert complete with his best impression of Axl Rose’s snake dance. It didn’t matter if you needed to continue cooking Rooster would bring you into his embrace and dance across the kitchen with you without missing a single lyric.

Now that your daughter was born Rooster added one more member to the special tradition. You were still recovering from the birth so that meant Rooster was super protective now over both you and the sweet bundle of joy. You woke to the sound of your baby crying from the monitor by the bedside. Checking the time it was late in the night but you couldn’t just lay there and let her cry. That’s when you noticed Rooster’s side was empty. You knew he was handling whatever was wrong, but your curiosity was too much to bear. Carefully getting out of bed you snuck to the nursery to see the lamp by the crib was on. Rooster had Carole in his arms humming quietly before singing Sweet Child O’ Mine in a low voice.

“She’s got a smile that it seems to me,” he started rocking back and forth starting to sing a little louder while Carole cooed. You sung too in the doorway quieter than Rooster. You’d let him know you were there but you wanted to enjoy the show a little bit longer. Though you almost burst out laughing when his rocking back and forth turned into a small slither of the famous snake dance.

“Whoa, oh oh. Sweet child o mine,” Rooster kissed her forehead and that’s when you came up behind him. Touching him softly on his side you joined in.

“Whoa, oh, oh,” you both harmonized. “Sweet love of mine.”

A few more verses and Carole was back to sleep. Rooster laid her back into the crib and turned out the lamp. Guided by the little night light by the nursery door you both snuck back into the bedroom. Back in bed Rooster held you tight to him.

“She’s the only one I would share my song with,” you spoke tracing Rooster’s mustache with a finger.

He kissed the intruding digit while stroking your back. “You two are the only ones I would ever sing it to.”

“Good,” you hummed making him chuckle. Silence stretched between you two as you just basked in each other. “Hey babe?”

“Yeah,” Rooster yawned.

“Axl Rose ain’t got nothing on you,” you teased.

Rooster snorted, “Think I could pull off the long hair and bandana?”

“Totally. But you have to keep the mustache.”

“As you wish.”

After a little more light teasing you both fell asleep ready to see what else life could bring. But no matter what happens you both always had that one song that would make everything right.

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⛄ Liquid Luck Roll The Dice Challenge - Winter Edition 2023 | Masterlist ⛄

Hi!

Here is the masterlist of works created for Liquid Luck Roll The Dice Challenge 2023. A big thank you to everyone who participated! 💚

Courting Change by Slytherinbabe40

2373 Words | Draco/Harry/Blaise | E Prompt : This Photo and/or Snow + Rebel + Pleasure Harry is propositioned for courting by a pair of Slytherin’s.

Falling Snowflakes by EliseDonut

1532 Words | Stan/Percy | M Prompt : This Photo and/or Winter In The City + Swipe + Lust Percy has to get from his office to his flat during the middle of a ‘snowstorm’. He doesn’t get far before he caves and calls for the Knight Bus.

Frozen Petals by Amazuppai

575 Words | Draco/Harry | G Prompt : This Photo and/or Frozen + Integrity + Adoration Narcissa died on a Tuesday, attended by her sister, grand-nephew, and Harry Potter.

Lost in the Snow by OrangeColoredSky

2604 Words | Regulus/Theodore | E Prompt : This Photo and/or Lost In The Snow + Midnight + Pleasure “You’re probably right about that.” Theo is fully crowding Regulus’ space, his back threatening to touch the shaky wall. “I’m guessing that you can’t go back, at least, not yet.” “Have to make it look as though I’ve been out all evening.” It comes out sultrier than Regulus intended. Or; Regulus seeks out his special friend when he’s supposed to be executing a task given to him by the Dark Lord.

Skirmish At The Burrow by RosevalleyNB

813 Words | Scorpius/Rose | G Prompt : This Photo and/or Snowball Fight + Midnight + Excitement “You know the rules – no magic whatsoever,” Albus sternly reminded him. He kept a serious expression for a few heartbeats before bursting into laughter. “So, naturally, you’ve hidden your wand up your sleeve.” Or It’s that time of the year again, and Scorpius is hellbent on winning.

The Annual Snowball Fight by elliemarchetti

833 Words | Hermione/Fred | Not Rated Prompt : This Photo and/or Snowball Fight + Ribbon + Pleasure Since their first year at Hogwarts, the Weasley twins have become known for their sense of humour, their wits, and their epic snowball fights.

The Ice Prince by Amazuppai

13628 | Draco/Harry | T Prompt : This Photo and/or Frozen + Integrity + Adoration Once upon a time, winter descended upon England and decided to stay. People began to get more depressed, angrier, and meaner. When a little boy is kidnapped, Harry Potter must be the one to find him and put an end to the eternal winter by facing the culprit: The Ice Prince. or Harry hasn’t seen or talked to Draco since he disappeared a couple of years after his trial. Something weird is happening with the weather, but Harry and his godson, Teddy, take advantage of it with off-season sledding and ice-skating. When Narcissa dies and Teddy is kidnapped shortly after, Harry follows the trail, helped by an old crone and a cryptic fairy. Notes: Longer version of Frozen Petals.

Trail Walking by Goddess47

863 Words | Sirius/Remus | T Prompt : This Photo and/or Winter Baking And Cooking + Waterfall + Adoration “I need to get out of here for a while. Out of the house. The sun is out, it’s relatively warm, and I thought we could go into Muggle London for a few hours,” Sirius said.

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@hprecfest day 17: a fic that made you cry

A Great Wizard in the Making by @floreatcastellumposts

Ship: none

Rating: G

The reason this made me cry: it just reminded me of how robbed we were of seeing Teddy grow up with his parents. Harry and Ginny and all the Weasleys are great but this made me so, so sad that we didn't get that for Remus, Tonks, and Teddy. :'(

it's so touching though you have to read it. snippet below, keep reading on ao3:

'Time for the cake!' called Molly, and the children came running in excitedly - even Lily rose her sleepy, confused head as the lights dimmed and the balloons slowly stopped glowing. 

Harry remembered his own seventeenth birthday, how his jaw had dropped as Molly brought out a huge snitch shaped cake. Teddy's reaction upon seeing a cake shaped like a typewriter and stack of books was very much the same. 

'For our great writer,' she said, setting it down in front of him. There was a hearty chorus of happy birthday, Ginny on the camera, Lily leaning forward to try and help Teddy blow out the candles. 

Harry was still having a proud father moment, but felt a sudden lurch in his stomach in the brief moment of darkness when the candles went out. He could remember, as clear as though it were yesterday, Remus holding up a drink in toast to his son, a great wizard in the making. Perhaps he would have made a toast today too.

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🌈 HP Drizzle Weekly Round Up Post #3 🌧️

Hello everyone and welcome to the third round up of HP Drizzle 2023

If your mind isn't too foggy from enjoying all the amazing works so far hop in the comments and tell us your favourite!

See this week's works below the cut!

🌈 HP Drizzle Art 🌧️

☔ Dark [G, Digital art]

💧 Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy 💧  Weather: Cloudy ☔ Summary: They've always been able to look up and see the constellations that bore their family's names moving in constant patterns across the sky, but tonight, there are clouds. That's definitely a metaphor for something.

🌈 HP Drizzle Fic 🌧️

☔ Worth It [M, 1392]

💧 Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape 💧 Weather: Snowy ☔ Summary: Winter was hard. Harder than he ever expected. He was used to being alone. He never expected to be lonely.

☔ Weak In The Eyes [E, 7724]

💧 Pairing: Ron Weasley/Harry potter 💧 Weather: Rainy, Stormy ☔ Summary: Setting out for a night on the town, Harry was happy regardless of the possible hang ups which included torture and weather. He wanted to spend some time with his boyfriend that wasn’t just hanging out at home like the mates at heart they are. It’d been a while since they’d done something special, work dragging Ron down into a low state of mind. Thankfully, it does turn out special. Whether that’s in a good or bad way, he supposes is left up to interpretation and mood.

☔ Blame It on the Heat [E, 1500]

💧 Pairing: Scorpius Malfoy/Harry Potter 💧 Weather: Sunny ☔ Summary: Scorpius can't handle the heat. He also can't handle seeing Harry Potter parading about without a shirt.

☔ Try, Try Again [E, 5353]

💧 Pairing: Harry Potter/Hugo Weasley  💧 Weather: Stormy  ☔ Summary: Hugo confesses his love to Harry twice, on very similar nights. The results, however, were incredibly different.

☔ With This Ring [E, 13370]

💧 Pairing: Sirius Black/Nymphadora Tonks 💧 Weather: Rainy ☔ Summary: A lineage spell on 12 Grimmauld requires one thing. To continue the line of the house of Black. That needs to start with a marriage to make the line legitimate.

☔ Post-war roses [T, 3.500]

💧 Pairing: Draco Malfoy/ Harry Potter 💧 Weather: Stormy, Rainy ☔ Summary: Draco is going to Azkaban tomorrow.

☔ Fall on the Earth [Explicit, 13,622 ]

💧 Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter 💧 Weather: Stormy ☔ Summary: Harry Potter hates being separated from Draco Malfoy. Not because he's in love with him, for Merlin's sake! Because they're Auror Partners. One time is all it takes for Draco to be attacked with an illicit potion. Until it wears off, Harry's job is taking care of his partner. Harry thinks the effects of the potion can't possibly be as serious as Robards says. He thinks wrong.

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#augtickletober2023 - Day 1: Anticipation Harry Potter, Rose Weasley/Scorpius Malfoy, G, 500 words

She should have insisted on taking the notes, fourth year Rose Weasley thought ruefully as she watched the large white plume of her Potions partner's quill wave around. Mommy dearest must have sent it to him in one of his care packages.

Bad enough that she had been stuck with Malfoy all this year, now he got to wave that... thing in her face while she was stuck was handling dangerous ingredients.

(She was handling flobberworm guts and the potion was a mild wetting potion—extra-wet water that never dried out—but those were details.)

She was banking on the fact that Malfoy was even more meticulous about his grades than she was, and wouldn't dare flicking out that plume and brushing it over her ears and neck if it meant she might ruin the potion.

...He wouldn't dare, would he?

Just look at that crooked mouth, sliding into a crooked slice of an evil smirk. Just look at those pale, spidery hands smoothing down his parchment. Just look at the way he was handling that feather quill, deftly flicking back and forth as the delicate, terrible tips swayed in pure menace.

Goosebumps raised on her arms as she contemplated it, her heart pitter-pattering.

Malfoy looked up, seemingly oblivious to Rose's reddening face, and studied their cauldron. "Potion's starting to turn blue."

"Bugger," Rose swore, and lurched to finish measuring the flobberworm guts.

Somehow—though, to her chagrin, it required Malfoy's stupid bloody help—they finished the potion without messing it up.

Rose took out the big ladle and carefully filled a vial for Professor Slughorn's appraisal. Holding it up to the meager light, she admired the clarity of it, only the faintest of blue tinges to suggest that it wasn't water—unlike some of her classmates, whose vials ranged from aquamarine to orange.

She was surprised (not disappointed, surprised) that Malfoy hadn't tickled her with that giant feather of his at any point in class when usually he was all too happy to attack her whenever he bloody well saw her, but—

As soon as her shoulders dropped, something big and soft and far too light caressed her jaw and throat, sending fizzling squiggles through her muscles.

"Ah! Hey!" she yelped; the vial dropped to the ground and shattered. The white plume just started to dance, teasing her sensitive skin. "Ah-ha-ha-hee!"

He was merciless, targeting her neck and collarbones even as she danced and squirmed away, shoes crunching in the glass shards and her hysterical squealing giggles piercing the shuffle of the class as they prepared their own samples.

"Now, now, that's enough," Professor Slughorn boomed jovially, not a moment too soon. "Horse around after class."

The feather withdrew, leaving Rose gasping and fizzling and overwarm. She turned to glower at her evil, evil, treacherous classmate.

Malfoy just sat there, one leg tossed lazily over his other knee, waving the plume of his giant bloody quill mockingly, the grin on his face only a huff of breath away from a snicker.

She puffed her cheeks and stuck out her tongue at him, but he only laughed, the noise warm enough to tickle her bones.