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She stares at his fingers scooping the gossamer strands. “Draco,” she whispers. It is all she can think to say as she gapes at what appears to be the fading remnants of their magical cores.
“Is that—Did we just—”
Probably a Scam, ch 14
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More ferrets
Thanks @artofcrumbs and @spicytofuuuu for the prompts😍
Working on dragon Draco / princess art tonight
“Why are you looking at me like that,” she asks, laughing to hide the way her pulse flutters.
Quick drawing of Pansy before bed 🖤
Off to do do some damage at the ministry gala