I don’t think I’ve seen a lot of TV shows, but the one I know I liked was Friends. Basic answer, I know, but it’s such an easy watch for when you have nothing else to lmao
Tv series would be Gilmore Girls tho. Quippy remarks over coffee is my go to☕️💓
🌻A college AU cus I’m kinda obsessed with them right now
🌻Crying, sobbing after finding out Panville is a rare pair and then finding the most heart wrenching fic to read but then Ao3 shuts down cus of a DDoS attack. All is well now
🌻Turn thy eyes away from the horrific shading attempts besties, I’m trying my best lmao
🌻Hoping the Panville posts are convicing yall to make more fics and art for this ship. Is it working?👀
"Always got that nose stuck in a book Granger. Ready for our date?" Hermione startles and flips around at the sound of his voice.
"Malfoy? You’re early, I told you I needed to finish this poti-" She flicks her wrist to check the watch resting there and stops short.
"Merlin, I can’t believe I lost track of time like that.." Hermione grimly turns to the unfinished looking substance in the cauldron she’d been slaving over for an hour, and then to her boyfriend with a look of exasperarion. "It’s too pink, and its been stinking up the room. I have no idea how to fix it"
"I’ve never seen a potion defeat you like this. Would you like some help oh mighty bookworm?" Draco teases and steps forward to circle his arm around her waist. She pouts and pushes him back slightly.
"Oh ha ha. I’d love to see you try. Professor Snape only glorfies your Slytherin tush. Unfortunately the rest of us belong on his very long list of people he’ll send to detention over breathing too loud."
"Only Snape? Don’t you also glorify my tush?" Malfoy juts out his lip and tightens his grip around her. She snorts and pulls her arms around his shoulders in defeat, because of course he would only hear the part where she talks about his ass.
"Give me five more mi-" she starts to say.
"Nope, you need at least another hour to rectify that aboniation. The frog tongue is whats giving off that lovely fragrance by the way." he says and accentuates this point by wrinkling his nose.
"Oh so it’s not the sassy ferret in front of me insulting my potioneering skills?" she deadpans.