Vampire Draco XD
LISTEN YOU… I WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE WRITING THIS GOD DAMMIT! Tagging @violetclarity for inciting shit too. :D
Word count: 200
Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose for what felt like the 20th time this month. Today was supposed to be a normal day, his day for paperwork and non-magical nonsense. So when his eyes fell on Draco, sitting as casually as possible in Harry’s office chair, Harry knew his day was done.
“What did you do this time?” Harry sighed, waving his hands in a way that indicated Draco should get the fuck out of his chair.
“I asked a wizard if he knew what I was….”
Harry looked at Draco quizzically. “What’s wrong with that?”
Draco sighed and reached into his pocket, pulling out a handful of glitter. Harry stared, already knowing where this was going but really hoping it wasn’t.
“Draco… Please tell me you didn’t.”
“….I did.”
Harry let his head fall to his desk, hands pulling out his hair in hard tugs.
“But- But, just listen! It was going great, I was broody and reciting poetry. He was totally hooked.”
“And then…?”
“And then I threw glitter in his face.”
“Draco, what the actual fuck? That’s not even… The vampire in that book fucking actually sparkles. Like “diamonds”… He doesn’t throw sparkles.“
“Oooooh….”
Draco: *polyjuiced into Ron Weasley* Did you see Dra- Malfoy today? I never noticed how blond his hair is.
Harry: Um, yeah i guess.
Draco: Or how striking his cheekbones are. Did you see his cheekbones?
Harry: I’ve seen them, yes.
Draco: And he’s pretty fit overall wouldn’t you say? I heard he’s got rock solid abs now. All that flying, you know?
Harry: Ron, are you trying to tell me something?
Draco: Oh and how could I forget the eyes? You could lose yourself in them. They’re hypnotic.
Harry: Do you have a thing for Malfoy?
Draco: What? No. Of course not. I’m just pointing out well-known facts since you seem oblivious to them.
Harry: Well, I have noticed the eyes.
Draco: Yes? And what did you think???
Harry: And they look exactly like the ones I’m staring into right now.
Draco: *running away as his red hair returns to blond* fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65160004/chapters/167595925
I managed to post my first chapter for my Cinderella Boy fanfic!
Both Alike in Dignity
Blurb: Chase and Deacon Hollow usually had nothing and wanted nothing to do with their grandfather’s longtime rivalry with the town’s poshest, most stuck-up lady. Like how water flowed and how the apple fell, that was the natural order of things.
That was until an unsolicited ‘Diane Forenski cordially invites you to an afternoon garden reception in celebration of her dear grandson’s arrival in Sugar Springs…’ lands in Chase’s reluctant hands. And then suddenly, with the arrival of one smug, snarky, blue-eyed boy powered by a quiet obsession with chocolate and all things shiny, Chase finds himself very much entangled in the Hollow-Forenski feud.
Or: Buddy is Diane’s grandson
my blog’s just messed up not. there’s no order, no pattern. nothing. just chaos. not even organised chaos
THE NEW JACKET!!!
I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!
Harry: So let me get this straight, you broke my bloody nose, became a Death Eater, and spent months trying to kill Dumbledore while harming others in the process, all at the age of sixteen?
Draco: Lemme just say from the bottom of my heart—–my bad.
Season 1 Favorite Outfits: Chase / Deacon / ☾ Buddy / Prunella
Yes, trying to reach a pack of pens on the top shelf - i’m too short
sometimes it’s annoying when your character can’t jump in a video game but how often do you jump in real life?
this is so silly but ngl i am obsessed with raymond bc he looks like draco… so i had no choice but to draw this bc i firmly believe draco would be REALLY into a little kitty villager that looks like him
When customers walked into Edeka supermarket in Hamburg recently, they were surprised to find that the shelves were almost empty, and the small handful of products that remained were all made in Germany. It seemed like the supermarket had simply forgotten to restock their produce until customers saw the mysterious signs left around the shop. “So empty is a shelf without foreigners,” read one sign at the cheese counter. “This shelf is quite boring without variety,” read another.
It turns out that Edeka, in a rather controversial move, had opted to solely sell German food for a day in order to make a powerful statement about racism and ethnic diversity. As a result, there were no Greek olives, no Spanish tomatoes, and very little of anything else that can normally be found in a typical modern household. “Edeka stands for diversity, and we produce a wide range of food in our assortment, which is produced in the different regions of Germany,” said an Edeka spokesman. “But it is together with products from other countries that we create the unique diversity that our customers value.” (Source)