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Here’s the 30 second time lapse if anyone is interested ☺️
No one knows about them—no one would understand. That doesn’t stop Hermione from wishing it was real when Draco slips into her room at Grimmauld Pl.
From the bed, she watches him drape his jacket over the chair, white fringe falling over his face as he unbuttons his shirt.
My current dhr wip, I keep getting distracted doing other dhr paintings and not finishing this one! 😵💫#dhrwipwednesday https://t.co/sTeItzyFWk
@elle_reads_ Art for this fic, and another one for the ending coming soon 💗💗
Still unsure the dramione au and still puttering away at this when I have a few minutes, it’s been my relax painting the last couple of days 🤍
Me irl vs hp me
Ravenclaw catgirl with slytherin bf. I don’t make the rules https://t.co/in6wiatUSc
The Fallout Hermione
Thinking about all the times she fought side by side with Draco. How many times did he shove her out of the way as a killing curse streaked by? #dhr