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tswiftupdatess · 3 months

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taynao13: Still can't believe these pictures were taken by me

#taylor swift #the eras tour #february 7 #the eras tour tokyo #the eras tour japan #eras tour #tokyotstheerastour #taylorswift #swifties #night 1

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alexswift13 · 2 months

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February 16 - Melbourne, Australia

#taylor swift #taylorswift #speak now tv #speak now #speak now era #eras tour #the eras tour #ts the eras tour #eras tour melbourne #night 1 #long live #enchanted #purple dress!!!!#australia

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life-of-kalos · 27 days

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Night 1

Our great sun god has fallen 🥺

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#pokeaskhungergames2024 #night 1 #tw death #probably should tw these

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phoebe-delia · 5 months

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Ohhhhhh I'm so excited for this!!! Can I prompt 'Begin Again'? It's one of my fave T. Swift songs and makes my heart go all soft and I would love to see what you do with it!

I Watched It Begin Again

@nv-md Ali I cannot begin to tell you how excited I was to get a prompt from you this year. You have been one of the biggest cheerleaders of this series for the last two years, and it's partly because of you that I'm doing it again. So thank you! So much!!

And, oh man, what a prompt!! I ADORE this song, and I'm honored to get to write this for you. I can't think of a more fitting person to receive the first gift, nor a more fitting prompt, as this series ~begins again.~

This is "Begin Again" by Taylor Swift.

"Potter, this is your last chance," Draco warns when he arrives at the cafe and sits in the empty chair at Potter's table. "If you confess now that asking me out was a joke or a bet, you may leave without being hexed."

The smile Potter'd had at seeing Draco's arrival dims. "Draco, this isn't a trick. I'm not trying to embarrass you," Potter says softly as if trying to calm a cornered animal. "This is real. I like you. And I think you like me, too. Let's just be two people on a date. Can we do that? You can reserve the right to hex me if you truly think this is some ill-intentioned plot." Harry's amused smirk should not be that attractive, but it makes Draco's stomach flip all the same.

Draco looks at Harry for a long moment and sees the sincerity he'd been hoping for. He relents and leans back in his chair, taking his wand from its holster and twirling it easily, his eyes narrowed. Potter's smirk widens, the wanker.

The chatter and sounds of the cafe soon fade to white noise. Draco's world narrows to Harry; the way his hands grasp the cup of coffee, the way he snorts if he laughs hard enough, the way he constantly fiddles with his hair and the ends of his clothes. Harry makes Draco feel giddier than he's been in years, truth be told.

"You drive me mad," is the truth Draco admits instead, later, when Potter kisses him for the first time underneath a street lamp.

"Good thing I'm mad for you," Harry murmurs; the back of Draco's head knocks against the metal pole, but the kiss Harry gives him makes him lightheaded.

They take the long walk back to Draco's flat, stopping to snog up against every lamp post they can find. Harry walks him to the door with what seems like great reluctance. "Here's my Floo," Harry whispers, tucking a small scrap of parchment into Draco's coat pocket. "I'll see you soon, Draco." He steps back and Apparates away with a pop.

Draco reaches for the parchment as soon as Harry's gone, unfolding it with shaking hands.

There's a Floo number and a short message. Draco, if you're reading this, it means our date's ended. But I know we're just beginning.

Draco pockets the parchment, brings his fingertips to his still-tingling lips, and smiles.