#dhr fanfiction

Before a Hogwarts representative had given Hermione the letter that would alter the course of her life, she spent her early evenings watching her dad work on his labour of love.

Chapter 2; Measure of a Manby@inadaze22

Art used with permission. Artist credit: catmintandthyme

Draco pulled back on the throttle as soon as they left the city center behind. The bike answered beautifully and Hermione whooped at the burst of speed, her arms tightening around him.

The air blew by them in a warm stream, flapping the edges of his t-shirt and singing up his skin.

Early evening light filtered through the canopy of trees above.

He could smell dust and green things and asphalt and stone. He could feel the temperature change as they moved from sunlight to shade.

He was soaring. In every sense of the word.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/31444262/chapters/98297238

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13886657/33/Falling-Dark

2 stories, 2 years, 400k words. I can’t believe it’s done, y’all. Thanks to everyone who read along, commented, made art, discussed, recommended, etc. It’s been such a ride and I send you all love. xoxo ~SM

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31444262/chapters/98238993

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13886657/32/Falling-Dark

Hermione held it together for about thirty seconds after Theo left. Then she sank down on the step and put her head in her hands.

“Oh my petal, what’s wrong?” A palm slid over her back and pulled her tight. Hermione smelt Lavender’s distinctive perfume and burrowed toward it, clutching Lav against her.

“Theo,” she sobbed.

“He’s gone?”

“Yes.” Hermione sniffed loudly as Lavender made soothing noises. “Why do things have to change, Lav? Why do people have to go away? Why do we have to say goodbye?”

“I know, darling. It’s awful. But I think it’s part of growing up.”

“Well, it’s a shitty part!”

Lav sniffed too. “I agree. I don’t want to say goodbye to youagain.”

“Oh god, don’t make me think about that!” Hermione made a sound that was half-laugh and half-sob.

“You won’t be rid of me long. Just wait until you and Draco land somewhere gorgeous by the sea. See how quickly I show up for an extended visit. You’ll have to turf me out.” Lavender squeezed Hermione tight.

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Argh everyone this is the LAST CHAPTER! I cannot believe it! Sob. I will be dropping an epilogue tomorrow and then it’s done. We are having a little send-off event in the Rolled Sleeves Agenda server tomorrow at 9pm ET – live reading the chapter through our tears and pouring one out for the babies, so if you want to join and aren’t already in the server, hit me up for a link in my DMs! xoxo ~SM

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31444262/chapters/97815270

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13886657/30/Falling-Dark

“What’s this place?” Draco gestured out the window. He hoped it was somewhere to get something to drink, and eat.

“Great little spot.” Theo was rummaging in the back of the car, pulling something out of a bag. “Hermione and I found it on one of our jaunts last autumn. There’s a nice hill walk that starts from the village.”

Draco’s teeth ground together and his hands clenched in his lap, visions of Hermione and Theo and their little outings cycling through his mind. Hermione laughing at Theo as they walked windblown into the common room. Theo leaning over to whisper in her ear something that made her blush. The two of them poring over a map at the breakfast table.

“…a good taproom and really cosy on a day like this…” Theo was rattling on, but Draco was lost in a wave of jealousy, envy and regret. He suddenly didn’t want to be in this car, in this place where who-knows-what had happened between Hermione and Theo.

“So what do you say?” Theo glanced over. “Oh.” His face went from open and smiling to shuttered. He looked out the window and blew out a sigh. Draco stayed quiet.

“Do you want to just ask me what my intentions are with regard to your girlfriend?” Theo finally asked. “Because I’ll tell you.”

“I’m not a bloody Gryffindor,” Draco ground out.

“Well, I should have been.” Theo crossed his arms. “OK, fine,” he continued after a long silence. “Don’t ask and I’ll tell you anyway.” He turned toward Draco, who continued to stare straight ahead. “I want to be her friend and support her, like I always have. Share things with her like music and books or a funny story I heard. See her once in a while—sometimes with you and Daph and sometimes not. Have Daph be OK with that. Have you be OK with it, although that’s not my problem. But I don’t want to encroach on what you have with her in any way, and I’m fully committed to my own relationship.”

He stopped and Draco continued to sit, focusing on the faded letters of the pub’s sign.

“Look,” Theo’s voice was much quieter now. “I’m not sorry for what happened and I can’t erase it. But I can tell you that it wasn’t about you—hurting you or one-upping you—it was about helping each other heal.”

“I just can't—” The words flung out of Draco’s throat, almost like the reverse of the spell. “I have a really hard time when I think about—”

“Then don’t. Don’t think about it. Move on. Be happy. You have a choice now when you bloody didn’t before. I’m telling you I’m not a threat. I’m sure she’s telling you she loves you and is committed to you. Accept it. Don’t sabotage yourself again.” Theo’s words were cold, matter of fact, and Draco felt them drop beneath the surface of his hurt and rage with the finality of truth.

Something loosened in his chest. He took a deep breath, audible in the small confines of the car.

“So.” Theo looked over again. “Shall we go in and have a drink? Or do you want to go back to the castle and be pissed off at me? I don’t care either way, but I will tell you they serve a deep-fried haggis in there that is so fucking good. And their whisky selection is completely insane.”

Draco’s lip curled. “Deep-fried haggis? That’s disgusting, Theo.”

“Mate it’s not. Trust me.”

“But I don’t trust you. Isn’t that sort of the whole problem?” Draco looked over and caught Theo’s eye.

They held each other’s gaze for a moment, until Draco smirked and Theo broke into a sharp laugh.

Then they opened the doors and got out of the car.

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Nothing could be more real… than this video.

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Im still scared of textures but we’re getting there

Don’t mind me just posting more about the fic that literally changed my life

This one took a while but I think it was worth it in the end

Bring Him To His Knees by @willhavetheirtrinkets

“I’ve got you Draco”

Quick drawing because I love soft Draco.

Shoutout to every single fic that has them slow dancing. I love you.

Again with the two different background because I am indecisive and can’t decide for my life.