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fake movie poster - draco/hermione
He left me like a useless doll long time ago, and he chose to come back a year after we broke up, and he left me again after I rejected him, but then he comes back again now. Is he trying to play on me?

She found him in a muggle bar. It was perceptive of him, she had to admit, because that was the last place his friends would be searching for him. Hermione Granger was not his friend though, and she highly doubted she would be.
Hermione took a seat beside him, taking in his rumpled clothes and forlorn expression with concern in her eyes.
“Malfoy,” she started to say, but he didn’t even lift his head at her voice. He stared down at his glass of whiskey and made no move to acknowledge her presence. “Draco,” she tried again, this time reaching out to touch his arm. “It’s almost two in the morning. Let me take you home,”
He finally turned to look at her, and a cynical smile curved in his mouth. “Home? You’re taking me to your bloody house now, Granger? Sorry to burst your bubble, but despite our temporary alliance, no matter how delectable you may look, I’m not exactly interested in fucking anyone tonight,”
Hermione blushed at his crudity. “I meant your house, Malfoy,” she responded acerbically. “And sorry to burst your bubble, but I don’t even find you attractive enough to think of doing…that…with you.”
Draco drained the last of his drink before replying. His grey-eyed gaze seemed to burn through her, making her feel oddly exposed and vulnerable. “Is that a challenge, Granger?” he asked softly. “If you want a shag, all you have to do is ask,” his eyes insolently drifted from her mouth down to her chest.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but her pulse raced with an awareness that she only felt with him. “We have a lot of work to do at the Ministry tomorrow,” she hastily changed the topic. “And you have a meeting with the Head of the Auror department on the next day which you haven’t even prepared for! So come on, let me—”
“Why do you even bother, Granger?” he cut in rudely. “Why don’t you just let me rot here in peace and go annoy someone else?”
“Well, since no one else would care about you, I thought I might as well do the job,” she answered, her voice coming out angry. “It’s a tiring task, to be honest. Imagine caring for a git like you, who acts like a royal bastard all the time and—” the rest of her tirade was smothered in the hungry kiss he gave her not just because he wanted to shut her up, but because he felt the same way as well.

“I remember the first time we met, all those years ago in first year. I remember being entranced by her beauty, her intelligence. Girls that pretty weren’t meant to be that smart. The first time her hand shot up in class, it was Charms if I remember correctly. That was when I knew, I knew if I didn’t force myself to hate her then I’d irrevocably fall head over heals. Looking back, it was stupid really, because I was already head over heals.”

For Melina. Happy Birthday bby! I love you and am endlessly glad I met you! XXXXXX

so nevermind the darkness, we still can find a way

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Top 9 Pictures of My OTP; Dramione as requested by greenapplesfordraco

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It’s killing me, Granger. You’re killing me by abandoning me.

— Draco Malfoy (via purebloodragdoll-maerine)

Dramione Cliches that I love: Being head Boy and Head Girl in their Seventh year at Hogwarts
“Enlighten me again why you’re sitting beside me right now,” Draco drawled out, eyeing Hermione with undisguised disdain. “Don’t tell me you’ve actually grown attached to me, being perfect and all,” his nose scrunched up at the idea, as though it made him want to cast up the muffins he just ate.
Hermione shot him an affronted glare as she settled to a more comfortable position. Their shoulders brushed briefly as she shuffled a little closer to him, her sweet smell invaded his nostrils. “The Head Girl and the Head Boy should sit together at breakfast and dinner every Monday,” she reminded him coolly. “You’re no prize yourself, Malfoy, so shut up and let me eat in peace,”
“Well there’s no need to sit so close to me!” he complained loudly but did not move away from her. Hermione rolled her eyes but a knowing smile lingered on her lips as she took a sip of orange juice from her goblet.

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slytherin class of ‘97 ~ better feared than loved fanmix
Power - Kanye West
Teenagers - My Chemical Romance
Heavy Cross - The Gossip
Give it to Me - Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland & J.T
Wicked Ways - Garbage
Sinister Kid - The Black Keys
Hello/Goodbye - Lupe Fiasco
Sweet Dreams (are made of this) - Emily Browning (Sucker Punch)
Leave Out All the Rest - Linkin Park
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(left to right) Gregory Goyle, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Millicent Bulstrode