// personal
hello! finally back and feeling like myself again.
over the past few months i officially became a mom! thankful to have a happy, healthy little guy but am very eager to fill my cup up with things that remind me i am more than just a mom (i.e. this HP community -
- writing again, etc.)
i worked very hard to try and not lose myself in postpartum (s/o to years of intensive therapy - money paid off!) and a big part of combating that has been lurking within fandom and finding a renewed love for all of the art you all create! -
dhr nsfw
Hermione climbs into his lap willingly, his hands on her waist leading her to straddle him, his eyes blown wide.
“Here?” he asks, voice shaking, but hopeful.
“Here,” she confirms, nodding her head once.
He sits in an arm chair in a tea room in Malfoy Manor. Their
draco malfoy in every marriage law fic where he’s like: well….you could ? just ? live here ?? there’s a room? down the hall? that you could use? (he built that room for her) (hermione’s favorite books are on the bookshelf) (he’s about to throw up from excitement)
An unbidden, child-like laugh bubbles out of her. Draco looks over his shoulder at the sound, and his face transforms into a deliriously euphoric look that has the breath knocked out of her.
#dramione#dhrtwt#greenlight
“No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?"
She looked up at him defiantly. "Maybe I don't have faith in you!" she said, raising her voice.
Malfoy only looked at her. "You'll find I'm very surprising."
I’m reading ‘Clean’ btw
#dramione#harrypotter#fanart