“The Story of a Silent Hero”
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jealous tom riddle is always on my mind
cormac comes up to you begging for your attention, you tell him to go away and that you don’t want him especially when your lovely boyfriend is tom riddle himself. obviously cormac’s ego gets hurt and injured and he pins you to a wall not letting go until you say that you would get with him if tom wasn’t in the picture. usually girls would struggle or beg to let him go, but you? no. you stay still because you know he’ll show up. and as if on cue he shows up
he doesn’t say much, his hand simply meets his face and slams it to the same wall you were pinned to mere seconds before. he pulls out his wand before your hand meets his and he looks at you, his usual grey eyes dark. they soften when they see you. “Are you hurt?” he asks holding onto you shoulder while you hold onto his arms. “I’m fine.” he was going to crucio cormac before you stopped him again. “Don’t.” you say begging for his life practically. he sighed and he dragged you while he muttered a curse under his breath, and as he screamed in pain tom denied you looking back because he claimed he was just being dramatic for attention. little did you know he muttered the cruciatus curse under the breath.
Ничто так не вдохновляет на создание новых миров, как эстетика старых игр о Гарри Поттере. Эти яркие конфеты, рассыпающиеся из сундуков, уютные залы Хогвартса с картинами, моя самая сладкая порция ностальгии. ✨🍭
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「 В МИРЕ, ГДЕ МАГИЯ ИЗМЕРЯЕТСЯ НЕ В ЗАКЛИНАНИЯХ, А В КАЛОРИЯХ, САХАР - ЭТО ЕДИНСТВЕННАЯ ТВЕРДАЯ ВАЛЮТА 」
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suuuuuper quick Hermione doodle in the 10 minutes between classes testing out new procreate brushes (are they new?? I updated my iOS for the first time since 2022 recently so I just got them)
Sono tornata nel mondo magico di Hogwarts Mystery! 🧙♀️ Vediamo quanto riesco a non farmi stregare e mollare di nuovo 😅🔮. Scommesse aperte! ✨
Hermione Granger, now a towering giantess guardian of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Bushy brown hair cascading like a storm cloud, Gryffindor robe billowing at impossible scale, wand held like a staff as she stands protectively over the castle towers and grounds. She leans down, enormous face filling the sky above the courtyard, and whispers soothing ASMR to the tiny students below: breathy, calming words like ‘You’re safe now… focus on your studies… breathe with me…’ with gentle exhales and intelligent warmth.
Protective, brilliant, fiercely loyal—pure Hermione at monumental scale.
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Inspiré d'une chanson - Requiem pour un fou (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1613845096-inspir%C3%A9-d%27une-chanson-requiem-pour-un-fou?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=moustik80 Une série de One-Shot Fleurmione ayant pour chacun comme point de départ les paroles d'une chanson
i feel like tom riddle would love girls with one prominent beauty mark on their face. like they can have more but if one stands out it’ll be really attractive to him because it differentiates you with all the others. idk just a blurb tho
Un miroir dans une ruelle. Un nom qu’on ne prononce qu’entre initiés.
Une obsession qu’il croyait pouvoir acheter, puis laisser derrière lui.
Ce qui se passe aux Éphémères, reste aux Éphémères.
C’est la règle.
Les règles ont des exceptions.
Deuxième chapitre en ligne =)
After multiple tries, this is what kept coming out after giving what I assumed would be their answers to the House Test.
After all, while I do think Rin fits his house (and its color), Haru is anything but an “academically motivated and talented student” (not even when he swims, ask Azuma!), so no blue for him. LOL
We can however say that Haru is definitely “just, loyal and unafraid of toil”, so Hufflepuff he is. XD
Who belongs to which house, in your opinion???
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Meet Maia Avila, the star of my story Murder on The Hogwarts Express, available on Wattpad and Inkitt.
What can I tell you about Maia? She’s a teenage girl. She’s careful and meticulous, never stepping out of line, never stepping too far out of her comfort zone, because why would she, when she is perfectly content with simplicity, when she indulges in the little pleasures of life? She is strawberry lemonade, pinky promises, intertwined fingers and secret smiles.
“Love you to the moon and to Saturn,
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long”
Themes: High school love, misunderstanding, rich boy Draco and successful Hermione, Draco’s parents aren’t assholes; ANGST(only a little)/FLUFF
WC: 1,477
After graduating from Hogwarts, Hermione and Draco’s relationship had grown to one of love. Surprisingly, his parents adored Hermione and invited her to everything. He would buy things for her, showering her with gifts that she didn’t even ask for. They even went to the same college because he couldn’t stand being away from her for long. She was studying to become the Minister of Magic and he was studying to become the Potions Master, basically the Potions professor at Hogwarts. He wanted to do it in honor of Snape.
Hermione facetimed Ron and Harry at night since they were at a different college from her, deciding to continue down the path of magic as well. But this would all come crashing down on January 1st, New Year’s.
She had come to Draco’s apartment since she didn’t see him the last night for New Year’s Eve. She knocked on the door incessantly before she used her key to open the door. It opened slowly and the apartment looked like it always did but things were missing, Draco’s things. Hermione called his phone and it went straight to voicemail, there was no answer. Her mind went to the worst so she called Blaze to ask him if he knew anything. Blaze didn’t know anything and neither did Pansy, which was surprising since those three were as thick as thieves.
She felt sick to her stomach as Draco had never done anything like this before. She left the apartment, locking it behind her and taking the subway back to her apartment. The reason she came to his apartment was to tell him that she was pregnant, they had been planning this since Draco had straightened out his life and they were both on the path to success.
But Hermione decided that she would raise the baby alone, that no matter what happened to Draco she still had a piece of him to remember him. His child. Ever since that New Year’s encounter, it had been officially 4 years since she had seen Draco. She had graduated college and was the Minister of Magic for 2 years running. Their child, Lavinia, was now 4 and she was thriving. She was at the top of her pre-k class and Hermione had this mother thing down to a science.
She would wake up, feed Lavinia, let her watch cartoons before she took her shower and brushed her teeth, get changed for work, do her hair, do Lavinia’s hair and help her change, and then leave the house to drop her off at school before driving to work. It was an especially busy day as another office was trying to pass a law that would allow Muggles to enter the magic world on a special visa. There was some pushback for this, the magic world, however progressive they had become in these future years, some were still set in their old ways.
Hermione went to her office and opened her computer, writing down some ways to possibly enact these laws. Harry and Ron had entered her office as while Harry worked for her, Ron decided to enter the family business with his brother but he would visit the office sometimes.
“What’re we doing for game night tonight?” Ron asked, sitting on her desk. Hermione rolled her eyes and leaned back into her chair, folding her arms.
“I suggested we play Clue but Harry said that it was ‘too boring’.”
Harry nudged her shoulder and rolled his eyes, “We’ve played that game a million times and I’m starting to think Ginny thinks it’s boring.” In Hermione’s eyes, Harry was the example of what she thought a husband should be, caring, and attentive, which is what Draco was like before he disappeared.
“Well, Lavinia is going to be with Pansy and Blaise for the night so how about we order in and all watch a movie instead?” Hermione suggested, checking a law off in her notebook. Harry and Ron nodded in agreement, shaking their hands to seal it. She thought they were ridiculous but they were her best friends, what could she do?
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After work, Hermione had officially passed 2 new laws. One that stated muggles had to take a test to enter the magic world which was basic magic knowledge and they would be accompanied by a magic official if they were chosen. Another one was that the professors of magic would receive an annual bonus and a pay raise, for their hard work. She felt exhausted but straightened up and drove to Lavinia’s preschool, checking in to pick her up.
When Lavinia was in her car seat, she drove to Pansy and Blaise’s house. They lived in a simple brown two-story with a pool in their backyard, they had done good for themselves after college. Pulling up to the house, she noticed something strange, instead of there being 2 cars in the driveway, there were 3.
“Maybe they have a visitor,” She thought to herself. She had trusted Pansy and Blaise since they were the closest to Draco and they had changed after high school, causing her to grow closer to them.
She took Lavinia out of her seat and went to the front door, ringing the doorbell. Pansy opened the door and cooed when she saw her niece.
“Aww, Lavinia!” She cooed, picking up the little girl. “Good afternoon, Hermione. How was work?”
“It was okay, Lavinia was very excited to come over today,” She answered with a smile. But she heard a familiar voice coming from their house, one that was responding to Blaise’s question, it was Draco’s.
“Who was that?” Hermione asked, trying to peek over the 5’7 woman. Pansy was obviously trying to hide something and kept telling her that it was nothing. But it obviously was something when she saw Draco coming up from behind her. Hermione’s eyes widened and she immediately took Lavinia back.
“Hermione–”
“Absolutely not,” Hermione said walking back to her car. Pansy stood at the doorway while Draco followed after her. He looked exactly like he did in college, but this time he was dressed in a black and green suit, his hair combed over.
She was attempting to put Lavinia in her car seat when Draco grabbed her arm and begged her to listen to him.
“Hermione, please, you have to listen to me!” He tried to persuade her, his 6’0 stature towering over her 5’5 self. She looked up at him in pure shock, pushing his hands off of her and shutting the car door.
“What is there left to say? You abandoned me! You blocked me and didn’t even try to contact me! I thought your ass hated me!” She shouted at him. He knew he deserved the yelling, the cursing, the screaming, but it hurt coming from her.
“I know that but it wasn’t my decision. I had to leave you, I was holding you back!” He proclaimed, which made Hermione look at him funny. “You had dreams of becoming the Minister of Magic meanwhile the best I could do was become a damned Potions Master. You had big dreams and I felt that I was standing in between you and those dreams..”
She slapped him and pinched his cheek, as if she was his mother, “You’re an idiot, a complete fool! I didn’t care what you were going to become, as long as you were by my side!”
His eyes watered and he slowly went to his knees, tugging her pants. He was desperate, he wanted her back, and he wanted to be in their child’s life. He had recently come back from working in America as their Hogwarts Potion Master, somewhere where no one knew of his past. He had come back to try to apologize to Hermione but Pansy and Blaise accidentally let it slip that he had a child and that’s when he knew that he didn’t just have to make it up to her, but also their child.
“Please, Hermione… I can make this right with time.. Just give me a chance..” He didn’t dare look her in her eyes, afraid of what she would say. She looked back at their child from the window and then back at Draco, when did he become so pitiful?
“One day, with both me and Lavinia.” She conceded, her voice hard as stone. “And if you mess up, then God so help me–”
“Yes! Yes! I understand completely!” He vowed, standing to his feet and hugging her tightly. “I’ll get your number from Pansy and we can set this whole thing up, right?”
She nodded, “Yes, we will.” Draco had a smile on his face as he nodded eagerly and thanked Hermione profusely.
He watched her get in her car and drive off, waving until she was out of sight. Hermione hoped that she wouldn’t regret this.
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