One thing I was thinking about was the #HarryPotter and #Malfoid wedding date and venue. So, what if it was a very special place and time to the start of the entire story.
Stand beautiful in a vulgar age. Let Malfoid remind the world that elegance is strength, dignity is defiance, and beauty is worth standing up for. 💚🐍
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Chapter 1 of Book 3 of the Malfoid Saga, Harry Potter and the Imprisoned Girl, is now live. In this chapter Harry tries to wrap his head around what he saw down in the chamber, his own doubts, and the infuriatingly contradictory letter Dracina Malfoy sent him. Whilst Harry's doubt and faith will play a large part in the story, this is not going to be a story to convert you. But you will gain greater insight into the wide and wonderful fantasy world this story lives in. Alongside it's deep history. Please enjoy. #Malfoid
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The Girl Who Finally Won
Harry and Dracaena lay together on the sofa, Harry resting beneath her while she happily snuggled against his chest. His hand gently patted her head as she grinned like she'd just conquered the entire wizarding world.
Dracaena: Hehehehe! You're mine now, Harry!
Harry: Hehehehe. I know, I know.
Dracaena: Say it properly!
Harry: What?
Dracaena: That you're my boyfriend!
Harry: You're my girlfriend, Dracaena. Happy now?
Dracaena: VERY!
She buried her face against his chest, giggling uncontrollably.
For years, Dracaena Malfoy had hidden her feelings behind arrogance, teasing, and endless arguments. She had spent so long trying to get Harry's attention that she'd nearly convinced herself he would never notice.
And now, somehow, the impossible had happened.
She had finally found the courage to confess.
And Harry had finally realized that the girl who constantly challenged him was also the girl who loved him most.
Dracaena: Hehehehe! I won!
Harry: sighs dramatically Yes, you won, Miss Potter.
Dracaena immediately lifted her head.
Dracaena: MISS POTTER?!
Harry: Well, you're dating Harry Potter now. I thought you'd enjoy the title.
Dracaena: ...I LOVE IT!
She hugged him tightly, nearly knocking the air out of his lungs.
Harry: Merlin, woman! I'm trying to breathe!
Dracaena: No! You're my boyfriend! I can hug you whenever I want!
Harry: I have made a terrible mistake.
Dracaena: Too late! No refunds!
Harry laughed and wrapped his arms around her. Dracaena settled against him again, her smug smile softening into something genuinely tender.
Dracaena: Harry?
Harry: Hmm?
Dracaena: I really do love you.
Harry stopped teasing her. He brushed a strand of blonde hair away from her face and smiled.
Harry: I love you too, Dracaena.
For once, she had absolutely nothing clever to say.
She simply hugged him closer.
And Harry kept gently patting her head while his very smug girlfriend lay on top of him, convinced she had just won the greatest victory in the history of the Malfoy family.
Fred and George are not just smooth with the ladies, they were also a lot more talented than people gave them credit for.
They set up Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes in their fifth year. It was an instant success. They invented a ton of original magical items.
Then in their sixth year they managed to turn an entire corridor into a swamp. That Umbridge herself couldn't actually fix (mind you she was probably a horribly incompetent witch). But I'm guessing it would still require some skill to turn an entire corridor into a swamp. Not only that, Flitwick was so impressed with it he left a small piece of it as a monument to their brilliance.
And when they finally set up an official shop (with a small loan of only 500 Galleons).
Apparently their defensive catalogue was so good, that the Ministry of Magic gave them an official contract to buy their stuff.
I bet down the line, they made so much money they singlehandedly pulled the Weasley family out of their poverty.
And they were also considered some of the best beaters in the school when it came to Quidditch.
Fred and George are absolute badasses.
Til every Chudblood has his #Malfoid!
Til every #Malfoid has her Chudblood!
Til the Right repents of its sin of selling out our culture, art, and legacy to Vandals, foreigners, and Goblins to fatten their ledger books!
WE WILL TAKE BACK OUR HOME AND FUTURE!
FOR OUR CHILDREN!