my.rani

mediocre drabbler / chronic story teaser / @dramioneprompts graduate/ @dhrprompts attempter (tbd)

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@poppyperii I haven’t read them yet but - the Golden Track series by OldGodsFavoritePrincess

https://t.co/iMglQTuwMC

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“As in THE Draco Malfoy?”
Hermione nodded, checking her watch and folding the note again. To Susan’s shock, she swept off her cloak and turned to her with a beaming smile- one she hadn’t seen for a long while.
“Cancel all my meetings. I’m on a mission to get a father to a show.”

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As the meeting segued into another tangent, Hermione sighed and looked out the conference room window into the Atrium below. Everyone looked like little ants from where she sat. Like little…
“I think that’s up to the Minster to decide,” a voice snapped, pausing her musings.

[Dramione Prompts 2.0 (CLOSED) @dhrprompts]

Prompt: On a mission

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She opened it up and read it to Susan.

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Draco followed behind, a smile plastered across his face. Oh, this will be fun.

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“Oh, you. You never leave your library. What do you know of handsome men?” her mother laughed in mirth. “Now, come children. Be wed. I would very much like to each cake.”
The Queen pulled the Princess, still sneering at Draco, out of the library and towards the feast.

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she reminded him of a feral kitten.

“Hermione, oh good,” Queen Genevra called, disturbing the growing tension. “You have met Prince Draco. Look, he’s so handsome,” she snickered, moving around Draco to latch to her daughter’s arm.
“Not the best I’ve seen,” she gritted.

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“It is disrespectful, Narcissa, to us and to Draco- for the Princess to not come to her own betrothal feast, ” King Lucius hissed under his breath, watching the merriment but feeling a boiling rage.
“Oh hush, husband. Drink,” Queen Narcissa smirked, inching his goblet closer.

[Dramione Prompts 2.0 (CLOSED) @dhrprompts]

Prompt: Anything to win

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She huffed, refusing to answer.
He stared down smirking at her scowling face. “I couldn’t tell.”

“I do not like you,” she growled through gritted teeth.
He nodded, still smirking at her. “You do not have to, princess. I do not like you, either.”
They stood facing each other-

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Her narrowed eyes gave him a thrill.
“Is that the way you speak to your betrothed?” she sneered, slamming her book against the table and launching forward.
She raged toward him, glaring.
He snickered at her bravado. She barely came to his chin. “Oh, are you the princess?”

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“You must be the prince,” she drawled, gesturing for him to sit on the seat opposite.
He made no move to sit. “And you must be a rude lady’s maid. Can you point me to your mistresses lair? She seems to be a child, ignorant of social courtesy,” Draco drawled back.

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There, leisurely sitting across a chair was who he assumed to be his betrothed.
“Wait,” she snapped, a finger raised as her eyes quickly scanned the words till the end of her page. Draco stood waiting with his mouth open.
After a while, she closed the book and turned to face him.

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As he stepped into a corner of the second floor, a lone door stood barely open. Draco rolled his eyes, growling at the airheaded bimbo he would find behind the door.
For curtesies sake, he knocked on the door, inching it open further.

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If he was a stubborn, selfish princess, where would he go? Hide in the room till her betrothed showered her in jewels and empty promises? The thought made him sneer. He strode further and further from the main hall, pushing doors as they showed.

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“If she came calmly, you would be bored of her in a day. See what is needed to convince her to join us.”
He huffed but pushed back from the long table. “Your majesty,” he nodded, taking a deep breath.

Outside of the feast, the sounds of music and merriment were muffled.

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Draco tried to understand the King’s amusement, but he felt none. He was told to make the four day trek, be wed, and return home. No one said he had to cajole a childish princess from her tower.
“Mother,” Draco hissed.
“Now, now, my son,” she spoke calmly.

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“King Harry,” Narcissa smiled, calling over her husband, “we are very eager to meet our new daughter. Will Draco be able to convince her to join us?”
The King’s eyes glittered in amusement. “Aye, he can try. Young Prince,” he laughed, “I bid you try anything to win her favor.”