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sluttyslytherin · 10 months

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•HAPPY BIRTHDAY WHORE•

Pansy Parkinson x Y/N

•THIS IS Y/N‘s VIEW•

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❥ Warnings: gay!pansy & gay!reader, fingering, mommy!kink, degrading, roughness, praise!kink

❥ Request?: No, this one crept into my mind.

❥ Summary: „Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

❥ Author‘s note: This is short. And I‘m fucking gay.

❥ Word count: ~1500

❥ I DO NOT ALLOW COPYING MY WORK, NOR POSTING IT SOMEWHERE ELSE. MY WORK IS ALREADY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND AO3.

SMUT UNDER THE CUT

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„You look beautiful.“

Your voice startled me out of my trance. I flinched, but realized the text moment that it was you who were talking to me.

„Pet. Why don‘t you come downstairs? People are waiting for you,“ you whispered, as you stalked closer to me.

I never liked the feeling of being the prey, until the moment you did it for the first time. I turned around and took a step backwards. My back automatically pressed against the cool wood of the white closet, leaving my skin getting goosepumps from the sudden contact.

„I don‘t know,“ I mumbled, my eyes fixed on your stockings, „I couldn‘t decide what to wear.“

„I think you forgot something, pet.“

My eyes squeezed shut. There was no way to get around this. I was trapped.

You bridged the last few inches between us, gripping my wrists and pulling them behind my back.

„Mommy,“ I whispered.

„Open your eyes,“ you demanded, your voice raspy, „Look at me.“

I tried to refuse. I knew the game would be over as soon as I did what you wanted. But I wanted this. I enjoyed being bratty almost a bit too much at this moment.

„Pathetic little toy,“ you spat out, your nails crawling into my wrists, „You should be happy that it‘s your birthday.“

Your mouth was so near to my ear that I could feel your breath on my sensitive skin right there. I could smell your scent, faint but still present.

This was the moment I realized, I didn‘t breathe since you touched my wrists. My mouth flew open and I took a sharp breath, like a fish which is aching for water.

But I was aching for you.

„My god, you‘re so needy.. it‘s almost sad,“ your voice cooed into my ear, „Don‘t forget your birthday is over in a few hours,“ your nails leaving marks on my skin, „And mommy will be very mad if you won’t do as I say. And you know what this means.“

„Will be a good girl, mommy,“ I choked out, finally opening my eyes. I almost felt like fainting from how desperately I tried to control my breathing.

„Argh, come on pet,“ you suddenly let go off me smiling, leaving me completely confused, „I didn‘t even properly touch you.“

Your hand pushed forwards, tracing the way up between my legs. As you realized what your actions did to me and more important - the fact I didn‘t even wear knickers - your eyes widened.

„Fucking hell, pet,“ you hissed, „Are you serious?“

A small „Mhh“ escaped my lips, as I desperately tried to grind against your hand.

But you pulled away.

„Eager little fucktoy aren’t we?“

A wide grin played around your lips as you pulled my dress down.

„Won‘t give you what you want, love. Not yet.“

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You were already gone downstairs as I finally managed to cool my mind down. I wanted to enjoy the party. I knew what would happen afterwards - and I wasn‘t sure if I would enjoy this.

„Happy birthday!,“ our guests greeted me, when I finally stepped into the living room. I could see some family members and friends. All of them were happy and smiling.

From the corner of my eye, I saw you coming closer. You held a glass of my favourite wine in your hands, smiling too. „It wasn‘t that complicated to do what mommy says, hm?,“ you whispered into my ear, but pulling away the next moment.

Some of our friends came over to us to congratulate me and hand me a small present. „I know you both said no presents.. but we thought we‘d put our money together and buy you one.“

The fact that they still bought me a present, made me smile. „Thank you so much,“ I said. „That‘s really nice of you.“

I opened the present. Inside was a filigree silver bracelet. It was kept simple but had a small "M" dangling from the clasp.

I gasped in surprise. „That‘s beautiful,“ I whispered, „Thank you.“

„It was Pansy‘s idea,“ someone laughed. My gaze searched yours. My lips mouthed a loudless „Mommy“, just as you pulled the present out of my hands.

„Let me do that,“ you said, putting the bracelet around my wrist and closing it. „As I thought. Fits you perfectly.“

You slowly kissed my cheek and disappeared into the crowd. Leaving me confused again.

I knew you played with me. I knew you wanted to make me beg for you.

But I didn‘t want to show you how much I wanted this too.

The party went on without any big complications. I talked to our friends and family, sipping from my wine and enjoying being the most important person for the evening.

Your eyes followed me and every step I took hungrily. I noticed your stare the first time, as my eyes swept through the room, searching for you. And my eyes locked to yours. You didn‘t even blush. It didn‘t make you blush realizing, I saw your insolently open stare.

I just smiled back and continued talking.

A while later you stepped up behind me, slightly caressing my back with your fingertips and laying your hand on my waist.

„May I steal the birthday girl for a few minutes?,“ you asked innocently and lead me towards the kitchen.

„Is everything alright?,“ I whispered to you, but you didn‘t respond.

As soon as the kitchem door closed behind us, your lips were on mine. You pushed me against the counter as you explored my mouth with your tongue.

Your grip on my waist tightened as your mouth caught my soft moans.

„Give me your little moans, love.“ Your lips didn‘t leave mine. „I missed kissing you.“

Your hands grabbed my ass to lift me onto the counter. „Mommy,“ I murmured into the kiss, „What are you doing?“

„Seems like I‘m getting you in trouble pet,“ you answered, your lips trailing down my neck, planting sloppy kisses on my skin.

„Someone could come in,“ I tried to refuse, but couldn‘t find the strengh to push you away.

„Since when don’t you like the thrill of getting caught?“ You bit hard into my neck.

„Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

„Mh-Mh,“ I moaned. Slowly I shook my head no.

„Little whore,“ you bit me hard, „My little whore.“

My groans echoed through the room. „Mommy, please,“ I pleaded, „Need more.“

„Pssh do you want everyone to hear us?,“ you responded, pushing my dress more upwards to expose my wet lace knickers. Your fingers trailed the wetness through the thin fabric, causing my legs to shake.

„You like this, don‘t you, pet?,“ you hissed, your fingers suddenly gripping the inside of my knickers and aggressively pulling them to the side, exposing my wet pussy to the cold air.

„N- No,“ the brat in me answered.

You smirked against my neck. With a swift movement you inserted a finger into me. „You know what happens to liars?,“ you hummed, removing it painfully slowly, leaving me back whimpering for your touch, „Liars don‘t get to come.“

„No, no,“ I pleaded, pleads damned to get stuck in my throat as you pushed your fingers back in.

„Yes, there..“

I couldn‘t breathe.

„Exactly there,“ you cooed, „That‘s it.“

„I‘m..,“ I tried to speak, getting cut off by you.

„You won‘t come, pet. Not yet.“

My pleading gaze searched for yours.

The pace of your fingers increased, causing my back to arch from the counter. Your grip on my waist tightened.

„Bad girls get punished.“

My moans melted into your mouth as you kissed me deeply. „Good girls don’t lie.“

You thrusted your fingers in me. „No mommy I won’t lie again,“ I pleaded. I could feel how brutally I was soaked between my thighs.

„Shut up and take what I give you.“

Your voice echoed in my ears as I tried to hold back my orgasm.

„Mommy.. I can‘t take this anymore,“ I almost cried, grinding against your hand, my brain going completely numb from your touch.

„You take me so good,“ you moaned now too, „I should fuck you more often,“

Your whispers against the skin of my neck, my body shaking with the heat of your words.

Your fingers thrusted into me fast, and as you took your thumb circling around my clit, the game was over.

I screamed in pleasure.

„I love how you scream for me,“ you moaned into my ear.

My hands were trying to find hold on the counter and I was trying with all strengh to prevent myself from giving in.

„Mommy.. mommy let me come, please, I beg you!“

My vision went white.

„Good girl, cum for me, cum for mommy. It‘s okay, you deserved it.“

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kaylinlmao · 2 years

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hello and welcome!

a little about me! my name is kaylin. i am bisexual and my pronouns are she/her. i love to write, and have written multiple short stories. i took a loooong break from writing in order to work on myself and my mental health but now im back and better than ever! my fandoms haven't changed, although im not entirely sure if people are still into tbp, which is why i write for mcu, stranger things, harry potter, etc. i am experimenting with writing smut and nsfw so you can request it, but be aware that if im not comfy with writing it, the request will be deleted. something that i enjoy doing is writing short stories with prompts. such as, enemies to lovers short story, and ill write it. so give me some prompts for short stories it you'd like. enjoy your stay here and have fun!

requests are: OPEN

fandoms I will write for

the black phone: robin, finney, vance, bruce, billy, gwen, donna

stranger things: nancy, steve, robin, eddie, billy, request others

it 2017: bill, richie, stan, eddie, ben, bev, mike, request others

mcu: wanda (my beloved), yelena, kate, peter, tony, natasha, jane, carol, maria, pietro, request others (i feel like i just revealed how gay i am)

harry potter: mattheo riddle (also my beloved), theodore nott, pansy parkinson, blaise zabini, lorenzo birkshire, fred and george weasley, hermione granger, request others

harry potter (marauders era): sirius black, james potter, peter pettigrew (love him), remus lupin, lily potter, regulus black, request others

tasm & tasm 2: harry osborn (my fave), peter parker, gwen stacy, max dillon (platonic)

what i will write

yandere

platonic headcannons

romantic headcannons

sfw headcannons

nsfw headcannons (as long as they're over 18)

fluff and angst

i will write and try just about everything. if I don't like it, i won't write it again.

what i WILL NOT write

pedophiles

scat

piss

i'm sure this list will get longer over time but for now, these are my hard nopes.

this blog is again mostly for the stupid scenarios and imagines in my head so please no hate. love y'all! :) -kaylin

blog started on october 13, 2022

masterlist last updated on january 24th, 2023

the black phone masterlist

stranger things masterlist (work in progress)

more to come! go check out my wattpad @kaylinlmao

#the black phone #stranger things #it 2017 #the turning #MCU #the goldfinch #star wars #the umbrella academy #ginny and georgia #the vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #percy jackson #harry potter

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l0verboyxoxo1111 · 6 months

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𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 & 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌:

Hello everybody and welcome to my writing blog! :) I wanted to write down here, what are my rules and what will I write for.

What I will write for:

• X reader’s

• Headcanons

• Fluff

• Smut

• NSFW

• Agnst

• all genders of readers

• Kinks (only ones who aren’t harmful)

• Ships

• Fanarts

What I will not write for:

•Rape

Characters I will write for: * if the character is gay I will not write them as straight.

Harry Potter | Marauders Era

• James Potter

• Lilly Evans

• Peter Pettigrew

• Remus Lupin

• Severus Snape

• Sirius Black

• Regulus Black

• Narcissa Black

• Bellatrix Black

• Andromeda Black

• Lucius Malfoy

Harry Potter | Golden Trio Era

• Harry Potter

• Hermione Granger

• Ron Weasley

• Draco Malfoy

• Luna Lovegood

• Neville Longbottom

• Fred Wesley

• George Weasley

• Pansy Parkinson

• Blasie Zabini

• Tom Riddle

• Adult Version Sirius Black

• Adult Version Remus Lupin

• Adult Version Severus Snape

• Also I will write for: Mattheo Riddle, Tom Riddle as brothers ( i will also Write for Tom as young Voldemort) Enzo Lorenzo, Theodore Nott

Gotham:

• Edward Nyggma

• Oswald Cobbelpot

• Fish Mooney

• Jerome Valeska

• Jeremiah Valeska

• Barbara Kean

• Bruce Wayne

• James Gordon

• Selina Kyle

• Poison Ivy

• Victor Zsasz

• Tabitha Galavan

• Harvey Bullock

• I will also write for DC characters who aren’t from the Series, as: Harley Quinn, The Joker, Roman Sionis Etc.

Friends:

• Rachel Green

• Monica Geller

• Phoebe Buffay

• Joey Tribbiani

• Chandler Bing

• Ross Geller

Hazbin Hotel:

•Angel Dust

• Charlie Morningstar

• Vaggie

• Cherri Bomb

• Sir Pentious

• Husk

•Alastor

•Vox

•Velvette

•Valentino

•any other character from that fandom

Helluva Boss:

• Stolas

• Blitzø

• Asmodeus

• Fizzarollie

• Loona

• Millie

• Moxxie

• any other character from this fandom

* you can ask me to add more fandoms, I will add them if I know them <3

That’s all hope you Enjoyed :)

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dewitty1 · 1 year

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Fic Recs Wrap Up - February 2023 (ノﾟ∀ﾟ)ノ⌒･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆

Vis-à-Vis-à-Vis by Vukovich @vukovich

Harry’s assignment was simple. Close out Draco Malfoy’s missing persons case so he can be declared dead.

But who’s making withdrawals from Malfoy’s vaults? How is a death omen-turned-Unspeakable involved? Is an organization known as the Moirai to blame?

Harry brushes it off until he can’t. Until The Prophet is flooded with sightings of dead people. Until Robards throws himself on his sword. Until Ron turns on his own family. Until Harry scarcely trusts his own reflection in the mirror and trusts the stranger in his bed even less.

Until all that stands between war and peace is Harry, a name plate, a stadium of murderers, and Draco Malfoy.

God save the Ministry. Rec Post

Harry Potter and the Chariot of the Sun by Philosopherscribe

Hot on the trail of a Dementor-worshipping cult, Harry plays a dangerous game with an old enemy. Rec Post

Little Deaths and How to Avoid Them (or Draco Malfoy’s Guide to Stop Dying and Start Living Instead) by dustmouth, nerakrose, art by dustmouth, written by @greaseonmymouth

Malfoy is way too interested in coroner reports for somebody who’s definitely not looking for ways to die, Harry wants to be friends with him, and Ginny wants to break up with Harry. Rec Post

The Garland Gay by Vaysh

Draco Malfoy has it all – sex, money, power. But a family secret threatens to become the undoing of the successful head of Malfoy Bank. His troubles bring him to private investigator Harry Potter, who lost it all – girlfriend, Galleons, Auror career – over a tenacious obsession with a certain blond. Both become entangled in the vengeful schemes of a stranger from the past. As much as Draco tries to resist, in the end, he must make a fateful choice for the man he is destined to love. Rec Post

Eagles in Truro (Alt: That filthy one that snuck in a plot.) by Vukovich @vukovich

Hermione Granger just wants to get laid and maybe someday become Supreme Mugwump. Ronald Weasley just wants to build a dubiously-criminal empire and hug everybody. Harry Potter just wants… he’s not sure, but it might be Malfoy. Draco Malfoy just wants to survive the post-war world. And snuggles. A story about four lonely people in a mineshaft in Cornwall, and blasting a home in bedrock when nothing else quite fits. Hermione: Excuse me. This is a political thriller, but it’s also how I ended up in a really complicated relationship. Ron: It’s not that complicated. And it’s a love story. Draco: He’s right. Harry: You always side with Ron. It’s an action story. I got stabbed. Draco: Sorry about that. But you’re all wrong. This is art. And SMUT. All: Oh… Rec Post

My Best Friend, the Serial Killer by trishjames @thusspoketrish

Draco’s best friend and flatmate Pansy Parkinson is a lot of things: she’s beautiful, intelligent, doting, and a bit unnerving…but Draco loves her all the same, even if he has to clean up after her bloody – ah, messy romantic breakups more than usual. He doesn’t mind, after all, what are best friends for?

But Draco starts to question just how far his love can go when Pansy brings home her next victim – ah, boyfriend, Harry Potter. Rec Post

Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

By the Grace by lettered @letteredlettered

Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.

Away, Away by Aelys_Althea @aelysalthea

Abandonment didn't sit well with Harry. Not at all. After the calamity that was the end of the Triwizard Tournament and the dismissal of his friends over the summer, he decides: enough is enough. He's done. Done with it all. He just wanted to get away. But the Wizarding world, as it happens, isn't quite finished with him. No matter how far he runs, it always catches back up to him. Years after turning from those who left him, Harry is dragged back to that world once more. Many find him far changed from the boy who'd once known. Some - some very few - even like that change. Draco Malfoy just happens to be one of those chosen few.

In the Shadow of Your Heart by lq_traintracks (lumosed_quill) @lqtraintracks

And thus began the very strange circumstance of their fake dating in public and real fucking in absolute secret. It was, with no comparison, the weirdest relationship Draco had ever been in – which was to say, it wasn't one.

what husbands are for by softlystarstruck @softlystarstruck

To settle tensions between werewolves and vampires, Harry volunteers for a political marriage. But it turns out he's marrying Malfoy– cold, untouchable Malfoy, who he hasn't seen in ten years. Throughout contention and politics, werewolf pub nights and grudgingly shared meals, they have to make it work.

And in the midst of it all, Harry finds something he already gave up hoping for.

( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡ I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I have! Happy reading, y’all! xoxo Carey (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*💜💙💚💛❤💗💕💖

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dhr-ao3 · 1 month

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The Ribbon Experiment

The Ribbon Experiment https://ift.tt/D1uWntg by writing_storiess A collection of smut stories to promote sex positivity and sex exploration. Words: 176, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other Characters: Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape Relationships: Hermione Granger/Other(s), Ginny Weasley/Other(s), Draco Malfoy/Other(s), Harry Potter/Other(s), Luna Lovegood/Other(s), Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Smut, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Sex Toys, Gay Sex, Public Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Lesbian Sex, Orgy, Threesome - F/M/M, Threesome, Threesome - F/F/M, Threesome - F/F/F, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Freeuse, Spanking, Choking, Large Cock, Cock Warming, Cuckolding, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Sensation Play, Vaginal Fingering, Large Breasts via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/QaxVLmJ March 18, 2024 at 10:12AM

#IFTTT #Dramione #Draco x Hermione

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ao3feed-scorbus · 5 months

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Scorpius Malfoy's Guide on How to Get a Rich Boyfriend

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/nFRUx3D by emotionalsupporthufflepuff, SarahFraser Rose Granger- Weasley is desperate to break free of life with her father and take her younger brother with her. When her best friend suggests a plan to find her a wealthy boyfriend, she figures...what's the worst that could happen? Well... Words: 791, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Multi Characters: Rose Weasley, Hugo Weasley, Ron Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Astoria Greengrass, Luna Lovegood, Pansy Parkinson, Neville Longbottom Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Rose Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Theodore Nott/Blaise Zabini, Cho Chang/Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: More tags and characters to be added., probably, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternative universe -American, Minor Character Death, Child Abuse, Ron bashing is a vast understatement, rare pair hell, POV Multiple, Explicit Sexual Content, Unplanned Pregnancy, mention of abortion, Kidnapping, Homophobia- on the inside and outside, Minor Drug Use, Literal dumpster fires, Polo coaches because who doesn't want a big animal between their legs, Rowing because have you see the shoulders?, Our lord and savior Theo Nott, Scorpius Malfoy is chaos incarnate, Luna and Draco are cousins, Albus and Rose are not related, The authors are just two raccoons in a dumpster, Gambling Addiction, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Grief/Mourning, There is humor in here too, age gap, Divorced Astoria Greengrass & Draco Malfoy, Divorced Pansy Parkinson & Draco Malfoy, Albus Potter doesn't know he's bi, Gay Scorpius Malfoy, Harvard University, History Professor Draco Malfoy, hermione granger is dead, Weasley family? What Weasley family?, Oral Sex, Smut, Best Friend's Dad read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51865447

#ao3feed #fanfic #scorbus #harrypotter #albus #scorpius

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ao3feed-romione · 1 year

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~and if You go, I Wanna go with You~

~And if you go, I wanna go with you~ by queerchrysalis

Severus Snape thought his life was cut out for him. It was a miserable life, yet a simple one. How would he have ever guessed that a mutation of fungus would take the world by storm. Now with 60% of the world's population gone due to the Cordyceps virus people are desperate. Dark magic is now a necessary defense weapon. The ministry has been wiped out and the global wizard community has been hit the hardest. Only 10% percent of the wizard community remains now and Severus Snape finds himself being one of them. He isn't the oy one, however. His old school arch-enemy Remus J Lupin still lives and it turns out werewolves ate immune to the virus as the lycanthropy is aggressive and fights off the fungal infection. Being a werewolf comes with perks sometimes.

Words: 1606, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Last of Us (TV), The Last of Us (Video Games)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Molly Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Percy Weasley, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Albus Dumbledore, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Arthur Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Bill Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Tom McNair, Fenrir Greyback, Minerva McGonagall, Rubeus Hagrid, Pomona Sprout, Poppy Pomfrey

Relationships: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson

Additional Tags: Zombie Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Zombies, Crossover, Alternate Universe - The Last of Us (Video Games) Setting, Alternate Universe, Severus Snape is So Done, Severus Snape is Bad at Feelings, Severus Snape Lives, Severus Snape-centric, Severus Snape Has a Heart, Blood and Gore, Gore, Blood and Injury, Blood and Violence, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Recreational Drug Use, Suicidal Thoughts, Depression, Angst, Eventual Smut, Gay, Queer Themes, Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Violence, POV Remus Lupin, POV Severus Snape, Remus Lupin Lives, Remus Lupin Needs a Hug, Gay Remus Lupin, Marauders Bashing, Cordyceps Fungus (The Last of Us)

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45109996

#AO3 Feed #Romione FanFic #♡#Side Romione #Hinny #R:Mature #W:Death #A:Queerchrysalis #Crossover #Angst

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ao3feed-harryginny · 6 days

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Late Night Walks

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/04sr6ih by MsDimDen Harry has insomnia and walks around the castle at night under his invisibly cloak to get tired enough to fall asleep. Draco has the same problem and the same solution. One night Draco runs into Harry and they walk together in the nights. Words: 3866, Chapters: 2/12, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Ginny Weasley, Blaze Zabini, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Gay Sex, wolfstar forever, Enemies to Lovers, Fluff and Smut read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/04sr6ih

#Harry Potter #Ginny Weasley #HarryGinny #Hinny #ao3feed #fanfic #this is an AUTOMATED feed

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ao3feed-rarry · 10 months

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Harry Potter and the Killings of Revenant.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/N3nsWmF

by Daihoe

Inspired by the movie Franchise Scream; only including the first and sixth movie.

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"There is a certain clinical satisfaction in seeing just how bad things can get."

It does them no good, violence has changed them. Bodies grow cold like stripped fields; now there is only hatred- weary; curled like a bullied child.

"Isn't all that rage ugly?"

And isn't it mine, still?.

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It's halfway through the 6th year of Hogwarts-- students go missing, teachers flee and war is boiling; like a defenseless dragon fighting against it's shell.

Scream x Harry potter cross over. There's a Ghostface on the loose.

The trio fights against time to hunt down their killer, and prays no more will be harmed.

- Pinterest board for this fic v https://pin.it/2szRikz

Words: 44, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Scream (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Luna Lovegood, Blaise Zabini, Neville Longbottom, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley/Blaise Zabini

Additional Tags: Blood and Gore, Murder Mystery, Murder, Explicit Language, Dark, Inspired by Scream (Movies), Gore, Blood and Violence, Violence, Dark Comedy, Dead People, Brutal Murder, Mass Death, Draco Malfoy Needs a Hug, Ron Weasley Bashing, Gay Harry Potter, Black Hermione Granger, Indian Harry Potter, Eventual Smut, Book 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

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#ao3feed #ao3feed rarry #fanfic #harry x ron #rarry #hon #rory

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ao3feed-snape · 1 year

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Bristles Bombs & Betrayals

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by LenaCatalina

Post-war Dramione fluff with angst, mutual pining, misunderstands, and eventual smut.

**** “You can’t just traipse through the halls half-naked! How would you feel if I did that every night?” She regretted it instantly. If he hadn’t had her trapped between the sink and the wall, she would have bolted out the door and straight off the Astronomy Tower.

Where’s the bloody Time Turner when you need it? ******

Words: 3141, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Harry Potter, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Luna Lovegood, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter Characters, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Hermione Granger's Mother, Hermione Granger's Father, Severus Snape

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood/Pansy Parkinson, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger & Draco Malfoy, Lavender Brown/Pansy Parkinson, Ginny Weasley & Blaise Zabini

Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Dark Draco Malfoy, Sweet Draco Malfoy, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Gay Panic, Post-War, Pre-War, Flashbacks, Memory Loss, Mystery, Eventual Romance, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Slow Build Draco, Blinny, dramione - Freeform, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Post-Canon, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Sexual Content, Occlumency (Harry Potter), Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Drama & Romance, Slytherin Common Room

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#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape

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draco-and-harry-malfoy-pottah · 2 years

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Pansy: Draco, look at the new top I found for you!

Draco: I've grown to quite like Harry though

Pansy: I WAS TALKING ABOUT A SHIRT! A SHIRT, DRACO!!

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mamaimmafaggot · 3 years

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Control - Pansy Parkinson

Pairing: Pansy x Fem!OC

Tw: (underage drinking, drunken consent, under the influence sex.)

Summary: Pansy and Rose sneak off at a party for some cunnilingus.

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“Chin up.” My mother tells me.

Not without an under breath scoff, did I do as she told me. Acting as if we were the perfect family everyone see’s us as, we walked towards the large double doors of the Parkinson’s manor in unison.

In my peripheral vision I see my Father’s familiar hand reach up to politely knock on the door. My eyes are unfocused, staring blankly to the side, expressing my disregarded expression. My disregarded feelings towards this event; or any posh pureblood event.

I feel a pinch at the skin on the back of my arm, roughly gripped between my Mother’s fingers. My head snaps back towards the front, regaining focus.

Manners.

My Mother’s stern voice echoed inside my head, only imagining the glare she would have sent me if the door hadn’t opened in time.

“Ah, welcome Miranda.” Mr. Parkinson sighed, greeting my Mother, with the fakest smile I had ever seen. I imagine he’s had practice at faking, but I’ve seen way too many to be fooled.

The scenery wasn’t anything I hadn’t seen before, although thats the first thing my Mother complimented as we walked in.

The same bullshit decorations were hung across the walls, with the same- smaller than a strawberry- sized portions, with the same snobby rich pureblood wizards; all here to brag about which of them is more snobby and more rich.

Although, I did notice a bar towards the back of the room, thats new. I reckon a couple shots of whatever the hell I can get, underage, will do just fine.

I eyed that up for longer than I should have, in search of being indiscreet, whilst my parents chatted up the hosts. My Father stood next to me, but his voice was muffled by all the talking amongst the rest of the party. I realized my Mother was off in a group with the other moms, away from us.

“Rose, darling, why don’t you go find your friends from school.” My Father mentioned, making my head snap away from my focused gaze.

Friends. Yeah right. Like I’d actually be friends with any of these copy-cat pricks. My Father was less strict than my Mother, which is exactly what I told myself before opening my mouth.

“You mean those group of ass hats who all just pretend to like each other?” I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest, rolling my eyes as I walked away.

I heard my Father excuse my behavior towards Mr. Parkinson, otherwise shrugging it off. Like I said, he’s less strict.

I pushed through the crowd, roughly nudging someone when they got to close. The dress I was forced to wear grew annoyingly itchy, and I longed for this entire thing to end.

The only thing that seemed to be looking up, was the bar. The bartender who was previously stood there, was nowhere to be seen. Its like their asking me too take some.

I bit my lip, hiding my smirk, as my heels clicked their way over to the unoccupied counter. I looked both ways, checking for any wondering eyes, before I carefully slipped behind the bar, grabbing a bottle to the right of me. It had a orange tint to the liquid, and I recognized it as fire whiskey.

This’ll do.

I put the glass bottle behind my back, not that it didn’t look suspicious, and walked away from the bar, not without double checking my surroundings.

Merlin forbid someone saw me, that’s all I would here about for months until someone else made latest gossip.

I tried keeping my back towards the wall, avoiding as many people as I could. An open, breezy, balcony made itself into view, begging me to get drunk on that ledge.

There wasn’t hardly anyone out here, seeing as everyone was enjoying the party. Hurriedly, I pushed myself up to sit on the ledge with my legs dangling off the edge.

It was cold, but I ignored the shivers. It was quiet out here, a nice change from the crowded room of dick bags with money.

The fire whiskey in my hand almost slipped, before I realized I had spaced out. I gripped it tighter, pulling the cap off the bottle.

An annoyingly loud group of laughter sounded from inside, echoing through my ears. I wondered how many of those laughs were real.

Without giving it a second thought, I brought the bottle of fire whiskey to my lips, tilting my head back slightly. The familiar burning sensation formed in my mouth, all the way down my throat as I swallowed it.

It didn’t take long before I took another huge sip, enjoying the burn that came with it. And another, and so forth.

“What do we have here?” I heard a light voice behind me, ending with a click pf their tongue.

I turned my head quickly, making sure it wasn’t one of my Mothers friends. Or worse, my Mother. Although I didn’t see her. Instead, one of my so called ‘friends’ -as my father put it- made an appearance.

“Parkinson.” I sighed, unbothered, I turned my head back towards the view.

Pansy Parkinson was one of the more annoying pricks. Super fun when she’s drunk, but a stuck up bitch when sober. Known to be a bit of a snitch, but I doubt she’d tell on me. Seeing as shes a bit threatened by me.

No clue why, other than the fact that I’m better than her in every way. But I suppose thats a bit bitchy. I let out a quiet snicker out loud at my own thoughts.

“Whats so funny Blakwood?” Pansy asked in a quiet, teasing type manor.

“Nothin.” I shrugged as innocently as I could, bringing the -much lighter now- glass bottle back to my lips.

I heard footsteps behind me, the sound getting louder and louder. I turned my head to see Pansy leaning against the ledge I was currently perched on.

I continued staring at her particularly pretty features as she stares back at me. Her gaze made me nervous, a feeling I wasn’t all to familiar with.

“Common, nice girls share.” Pansy told me in a quiet, tempting voice, as she took the fire whiskey from my hands.

I watched carefully, studying her every move, as her tongue poked out slightly, and the bottle made contact with her lips. She hardly made a face as the whiskey went down her throat, making me smirk at the thought that maybe she likes the burn too.

An unrideable smile, that was barely visible but noticeable residing on my bottom lip showed as I took the bottle back from her, making purposeful contact with her fingers.

Her eyes snapped up to mine, shocked by the contact. She snatched her hand back, trying to hide the blush most obviously residing on her cheeks.

It made me slight cocky to know I had that effect on her. Someone I had previously classified as a grade a bitch. Maybe I like that about her. Maybe I don’t like her at all and I’m just bored. Maybe it’s the alcohol.

I blame the alcohol. It made me grip onto her chin, turning her blushed face towards me. It made me stare only at her lips, afraid I’d loose confidence if I stared in her eyes.

Although from what I’d seen, she’d only had a sip, and it was her who lent in first. It was her who pressed her lips to mine. It was her who made me feel something the burning sensation could never create.

It didn’t burn in my throat anymore, it ached in my stomach. Making me want to fill the need. I didn’t realize one simple kiss could provide so much pleasure. I suppose the tipsy feeling in my head gave small pushes to the feeling from Pansy’s lips.

Hesitantly, I kissed back, not sure if I wanted to do anything to change how I felt at that point. When my lips moved against hers, it only made everything better.

I couldn’t keep up with the fluttering feeling in my lower stomach, causing my hands to slip carelessly from the glass bottle. It fell from my unwanted grasp, smashing as it reached the ground several floors beneath me.

Pansy tried to pull away slightly, shaken by the sudden noise. However I didn’t let her. My right hand laid flat against the ledge I was residing on, holding my weight up as I lent further into her. My left hand grabbed her waist harshly, pulling her into me once more before her lips could fully disappear from my grasp.

She gasped in my mouth, and I moaned lowly, loving every single one of her reactions. Pansy tried pulling away again, much to my dislike, but I eventually let her, loosening my grasp on her.

“I wanna keep going.” I whispered, gasping for breath. I continued with my hold on his hip, grasping at her skin, them rubbing light circles with my fingers in the same spot.

“Needy.” Pansy tutted, giggling lightly.

I went to argue, thinking of some kind of retort, before she shushed my moving lips with a silent finger to them.

“Not here.” She told me, a small smile on her lips, telling me all I needed to know.

I nodded, letting the alcohol clear my mind as I swung my legs over the edge and hopped off. My feet, which had fallen asleep over the hour I had been swinging them over the edge, adjusted to the ground again.

Pansy grabbed my hand with hers, pulling us away from the balcony. I noticed the slightest skip in her step, and I loved the way I could make other people feel such a way.

We sneaked past the crowded room of people, going through a dark hallway I wasn’t aware had been there. Her hand grasped at mine tighter, rushing us through the passage way.

When we had made it to where I assumed was her bedroom door, she pushed me up against it, reaching her hand past me to grab the knob and twist it.

She pushed me through, along with the door, slamming it behind her. We continued to venture further into her room, her guiding me to the bed.

I traced my fingers along her collarbone as she pushed me to lay flat on her bed. I sat up on my elbows, bringing our lips closer together. Pansy sat on top of me straddling my waist, as she planted small kisses along my neck.

I loved the feeling she was able to provide me just from the contact of her lips, but I soon grew tired of the position, and felt a need to take control.

I did exactly that, flipping her over so I was on top now. I copied her actions, straddling her waist this time.

“Are we really doing this?” Pansy asked, gasping for air. “We barely know each other.” She protested desperately.

“That’s exactly why were doing this.” I told her with a glinting smirk on my face, sliding my hands up her dress begging for me to tear it away.

She happily let me remove the dress completely, leaving her in her panties and bra beneath me. My head dipped down almost automatically, licking a strip between her full breasts.

“Mhm take it off.” Pansy moaned beneath me, arching her back so her chest was closer to me.

I didn’t reply. Instead I did as she asked, and reached behind her to unclip her bra. However as I slipped the clothing off her body and flung it across the room I never stopped kissing her warm skin.

Every tiny moan she made, every little whimper, sent my mind into a spiral. I enjoyed the feelings she gave back to me, but I enjoyed making her feel more.

I was controlling every single nerve in her body; and I love control.

I felt her small hand, reach behind me, fumbling with the zipper of my dress. I sat up on my knees, finishing the process for her.

The itchy material I had been forced into, fell delicately off my shoulders and to the floor. I felt relief as soon as that fabric was away from my irritated skin.

“More.” Pansy whimpered, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me back on top of her.

“Don’t worry pretty girl. Im never stopping.” I cooed in her ear seductively, waving my hot breath over her neck.

Pansy moaned in response, squeezing her legs together underneath me. I spread them apart with my hands, letting her wrap them around me instead.

I kissed her neck, sucking devilishly, until I found her sweet spot. The sounds coming from her mouth increased as I found it. I smirked against her skin, kissing lightly in that spot.

Her legs tugged me closer, her clothed core rubbing against my waist desperately. I shook my head with an airy chuckle, as she continued grinding into me, getting some kind of friction I wouldn’t return just yet.

“Rose.” She moaned my first name, the first time I had heard it from her mouth. I smirked at that. “More.”

“Merlin you’re needy.” I laughed, grabbing one of her hard nipples in my mouth.

Pansy gasped loudly, arching her back into my face. My hands glided delicately across the skin on her waist, leading underneath her arched back.

Her body responded to my control.

Her back dropped against the sheets, her legs pulling me even closer to her core. With this, I could feel how wet she was through her underwear.

Leading towards the place she so desperately wanted, I kissed down her stomach, watching the goosebumps along her skin as I went further.

My fingers found their way to her panties, playing with the rim as I kissed around her belly button. Her legs tried squeezing together as she whimpered. I moved my hands to hold her thighs down against the bed, spreading them wide.

I kissed around my hands, leaving very visible marks along her pale skin. My tongue danced around the sides of her panties, every once in a while getting so close to where she needed.

“You’re teasing.” Pansy seethed, gripping my hair to lift my head up so she could glare at me.

“Quiet darling.” I hummed, finally slipping my hands through her underwear, and pulling them down her now marked legs.

I saw her bare pussy, glistening with her wetness. I pushed her legs back against the sheets, lying down to come in contact with her cunt.

“So wet.” I muttered underneath my breath, whispering against her pussy.

“Merlin touch me.” Pansy moaned, grabbing a fistful of her own hair, biting her lip forcefully to quiet herself.

I didn’t argue, I wanted to touch her. I licked a strip through her folds, putting more pressure against her legs as she tried squirming.

I found her clit quickly, wrapping my mouth around her swollen nub. I listened to her moan as I sucked harder, giving her more the louder she got.

Her hands moved from her hair to my own, pushing my head deeper into her. My fingers must’ve been leaving bruises with the force I had against holding her down.

Although, much like I nearly moaned at her fingers yanking at my hair, I think she liked the imprints my hands left on her.

My tongue lapped against her clit, sucking as hard as she needed. Her moans grew louder, echoing in her large room. Her hands pushed my head down deeper, squirming with every single motion I made.

“Fuck- Rose.” Pansy nearly screamed.

Her back arched off the bed once more, and her waist tried grinding into my mouth, getting as much as she could from me.

“Im so close.” Pansy whispered. “Don’t fucking stop- please.”

Pansy legs shook underneath my grip, but I didn’t stop. My eyes flicked up, watching her face as her mouth hung wide open, and I didn’t stop. Her hands flew up beside her head, fisting the sheets in her fingers, I still didn’t stop.

I continued sucking and licking inside her pussy throughout her orgasm, relishing in the way her body reacted. Finally, I pulled away as her body laid exhausted against the bed. I pressed one last kiss to her clit, watching as her legs jolted in after shock.

“Pretty girl.” I whispered, climbing up the bed to lay next to her.

I kissed her tired lips, brushing my hand up and down her stomach as she came down from her high. I noticed her chest moving up and down as she struggled to catch her breath.

“That…tha- thanks.” Pansy stuttered out, unable to gain full control of her body just yet.

“My pleasure.” I winked as she opened her eyes to look at me.

#pansy parkinson #gay smut #pansy x y/n #pansy x you #harry potter #rating: mature #cunalingus #one shot #smut shot

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creepyasparagus · 5 years

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Pansmione SpOoKy szn headcanons cause it's close and I really need this in my life

• Hermione just absolutely loves sweater weather. The temperature, the wardrobe, the food. Everything

• Pansy likes it, but doesn't understand the hype. She gets bad allergies around this time of year. Plus she doesn't like the smell of pumpkin spice

• Which is a huge problem for Hermione because she practically lives in pumpkin spice. Pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin spice candles, pumpkin spice lotion, you name it

• Pansy likes the cinnamon scents though. You can't go wrong with cinnamon!

• But that is proven false when Hermione comes home to a dozen cinnamon candles in each room instead of the nice, neutral Vanilla ones that Hermione asked Pansy to pick up from the store

• There's a lot of words said, and a lot of kisses afterwards

• Pansy enjoys the sight of Hermione in a sweater though. She looks very cute

• Hermione likes how Pansy has been spying on the neighbors to see what's in fashion and has managed to come up with a pretty decent muggle outfit

• As they walk into the coffee shop for their weekly date, Pansy is overwhelmed by the pumpkin spice and cinnamon aromas that are filling her nose

• Kylie, the usual waitress that serves them, sees Pansy's red and irritated nose and mixes a little allergy potion into her usual cup of black coffee and Pansy gives her a few galleons as a tip

• Hermione however, gets a little suspicious, so as soon as they get home Hermione is dEmAnDiNg cuddles, which Pansy doesn't object to but is like, "why?"

• They were good cuddles anywho

Halloween

• Y'all. When I tell y'all Pansy eats Halloween's ass, I mean, she eats it. Spooky jump out decorations, scented decorations, jack o' lanterns with candles and scary, mean faces, cats in costumes, couples costumes.

• Hermione shares her enthusiasm! Halloween is no joke in the Granger-Parkinson household. Any impliance that it is will land you out of the house until Thanksgiving

• And Hermione can’t get enough of making the house resemble events in Hogwarts, which scares the muggle children and gets knowing looks from older wizards

• Pansy loves scaring children, like a lot. She practically gets high off of it. So when they arrive at the doorstep and say trick or treat, she gives them Weasley's Wizard Weezes instead of normal muggle candy

• Hermione loves seeing the children dressed up as whatever and swoons over parents who dress up as well

• And Pansy thinks thats the most adorable thing so she just has a whole bunch of pictures of Hermione with a sparkle in her eye while looking at all of the trick or treaters

• After about 12 a.m they sit on the couch and watch horror movies together

• And then after that they head over to Harry and Draco's place where theres a sick Halloween party waiting for them

•And Pansy gets drunk out of her mind

• Going home that night is quite an adventure

That's the end🤧🍁🍂 spooky season is my favorite. Feel free to add on as always.

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