Hogwarts Eight year // Truth or Dare
Hermione found herself on a Saturday night, taking a break from her N.E.W.T.s revisions and playing Truth or Dare with the girls in Parvati and Lavender's dorm.
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4 years ago my wife insisted we have a Biden sign in our very Trump neighborhood. Families were actually skipping my house on Trick-or-Treat night
I couldn't help myself. When a family skipped my house I'd yell "is it because free candy is socialism?"
#DHr, trick-or-treating
“What, Potter can’t afford to buy his own children sweets?”
“All the other kids in their neighborhood are going,” Hermione said, grabbing a handful of Floo powder. “And today is hard for Harry, you know that.”
She shoved him into the fireplace.
#DHr
“How did you lovebirds meet?”
Hermione froze. How did one explain dragging your ex-nemesis on what should have been your honeymoon just to spite your ex-fiancé without sounding completely mad?
“Oh,” she said, twirling her cocktail umbrella, “it’s a long story.”
“Sir, please, I will not ask again—you need to sit, unless you want me to handcuff you to the chair.”
Leaning against the nearest wall, arms crossed over his chest, Blaise scoffs at the police officer’s comment. “As if he’d mind.”
Draco shoots him a glare.