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So when the invitation arrived, his immediate thought was that Lucius must have made him do it. Nothing else made sense.
So here he was, waiting for the appropriate moment to grab a seat as far away from Ron Weasley as possible.
— Aug 08, 2025 11:34PM
So here he was, waiting for the appropriate moment to grab a seat as far away from Ron Weasley as possible.
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My eyes flicker up to him. "Been wanting to talk to you about that." I set my glass down on a shelf. "Is that something you'd be interested in?"
"Godfather?" His lips quirk. "I thought that was a given."
"Well, Granger wants Potter, of course—"
— Aug 08, 2025 11:30PM
"Godfather?" His lips quirk. "I thought that was a given."
"Well, Granger wants Potter, of course—"
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"Oh, bugger off. You don't want Potter influencing your spawn, do you? They'll all be in Gryffindor like that." He snaps. "I want it. Give it to me. I want it. I'll take the brat to the park and push it in a swing and teach it how to ride a broom..."
— Aug 08, 2025 11:29PM
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"LUCY!"
The nine-year-old wobbled down the stairs into the entry hall and looked at her father.
"Yes?"
"Did you do this?" Draco asked. He didn't even bother gesturing toward the mess.
— Aug 08, 2025 11:20PM
The nine-year-old wobbled down the stairs into the entry hall and looked at her father.
"Yes?"
"Did you do this?" Draco asked. He didn't even bother gesturing toward the mess.
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So when she gets the flu and spends a full week with stomach cramps and exhaustion… When she's upending her breakfast into the toilet for several weeks after… I don't even bother asking the question. Because she's the brightest witch of her age.
— Aug 08, 2025 11:12PM
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Coming fully to consciousness, Pansy looked at the clock.
"Draco," she mumbled. "It's 4 a.m."
"Is it? Oh…"
He dropped down into her armchair. Pansy sat up, and took a good look at him. He was half-dressed in his formal robes. He would need a good rumple charm if he insisted on sitting in those.
— Aug 08, 2025 11:06PM
"Draco," she mumbled. "It's 4 a.m."
"Is it? Oh…"
He dropped down into her armchair. Pansy sat up, and took a good look at him. He was half-dressed in his formal robes. He would need a good rumple charm if he insisted on sitting in those.
Theo turned and looked up a few inches to find Oliver Wood standing with a halo of sunlight breaking him into silhouette. He swallowed thickly.
"Right." Theo's voice croaked over the single word, and he cleared his throat. "Wood."
"What have you been up to since… well, the end of the world." When he grinned down at him, Theo felt that same pull. The same desperate wish that had whispered across his skin in third year during a Slytherin and Gryffindor match as he watched the Quaffle slide into Oliver's grip.
"Traveling. Not much." Theo tore his gaze away. "You?"
"A bit here and there. Coaching a few amateur leagues in Quidditch. Bent up me knee well and good about a year ago, so I can't play professionally."
"Right. Er, sorry about that."
"Ah, it's nothing." Oliver buttoned his robes and said, "You'll be sitting on Malfoy's side, I take it?"
"I… I don't know. I suppose. I don't know anyone here anymore." Theo sniffed and glanced around, trying to look more detached than he felt.
"Me neither," Oliver said. "Let's grab a few chairs in the back then, yeah?"
Theo's eyes snapped up to him. The sun seemed to play tricks through Oliver's hair, across his stubble, and he couldn't look anywhere else. He was nodding before his mind could catch up.