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lackadaisicalnereid) wrote2013-01-28 02:10 pm
lackadaisicalnereid) wrote2013-01-28 02:10 pm
fic: tell me we'll never get used to it (draco/hermione)
tell me we'll never get used to it | hp | draco/hermione | R | 458 words.
Prompt:
Every boyfriend is the one
Until otherwise proven
The good are never easy
The easy never good
And love it never happens like you think it really should
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upupa_epops
sometimes, when she and draco are lying in her bed at night, and draco falls asleep first, it's as if whatever she thinks in those moments won't really count. because she's just fucked, because she can't think completely straight, because draco's arm lies perfectly still on her thigh and she smiles, just for herself, because he's rarely this still when he's awake.
she thinks a lot of things in those moments, only some she'd admit to.
she thinks of her past boyfriends (love interests, lovers, loves?) and as always allows herself to think this one, this one will last.
sometimes they do regular, domestic things. like when ginny insists they come over for lunch on sundays and hermione puts on one of her nicer shirts (yellow, very soft, with a slight cleveage) with her regular jeans, and she sends draco to pick up a bottle of wine from his wine cellar and he rolls his eyes and mumbles under his breath (pretending he doesn't want her to hear anyway), curses whoever he can think of, lunch at the Potter house is plain torture and there's a familiar shiver down her spine when she almost replies well, think of it as payback for what your dear aunt put me through but then she doesn't and suddenly she's just standing, her back turned to the mirror in her bedroom, looking at draco who's leaning on the opposite wall, and she stands perfectly still, mid-thought, lipstick forgotten in her right hand, but then he's across the room in two point four seconds and he traces his finger along her cheek and neck and he kisses her forehead gentler than all the times that came before, and maybe all of this, it means something, that he knows things even when she can't say them.
she kisses him back, then, and maybe she can feel him smile against her neck, and maybe she pushes him back onto her bed (because she can, because she wants to) and maybe they're half an hour late for lunch and ginny sighs and rolls her eyes and mumbles how young couples are the worst.
and then hermione agrees with her and laughs along, and stares across the table during lunch, because draco eternally looks uncomfortable sitting and having lunch with harry and ginny, and later when they're sitting in the yard, she takes off her shoes and rests her feet in his lap and he worries that she'll get cold and she calls him her caring boyfriend to annoy him but then he doesn't get annoyed, just smiles and rubs her feet and she smiles and maybe as long as he can still make her smile and she can make him smile, maybe they'll be perfectly fine.
Prompt:
Every boyfriend is the one
Until otherwise proven
The good are never easy
The easy never good
And love it never happens like you think it really should
by
upupa_epopssometimes, when she and draco are lying in her bed at night, and draco falls asleep first, it's as if whatever she thinks in those moments won't really count. because she's just fucked, because she can't think completely straight, because draco's arm lies perfectly still on her thigh and she smiles, just for herself, because he's rarely this still when he's awake.
she thinks a lot of things in those moments, only some she'd admit to.
she thinks of her past boyfriends (love interests, lovers, loves?) and as always allows herself to think this one, this one will last.
sometimes they do regular, domestic things. like when ginny insists they come over for lunch on sundays and hermione puts on one of her nicer shirts (yellow, very soft, with a slight cleveage) with her regular jeans, and she sends draco to pick up a bottle of wine from his wine cellar and he rolls his eyes and mumbles under his breath (pretending he doesn't want her to hear anyway), curses whoever he can think of, lunch at the Potter house is plain torture and there's a familiar shiver down her spine when she almost replies well, think of it as payback for what your dear aunt put me through but then she doesn't and suddenly she's just standing, her back turned to the mirror in her bedroom, looking at draco who's leaning on the opposite wall, and she stands perfectly still, mid-thought, lipstick forgotten in her right hand, but then he's across the room in two point four seconds and he traces his finger along her cheek and neck and he kisses her forehead gentler than all the times that came before, and maybe all of this, it means something, that he knows things even when she can't say them.
she kisses him back, then, and maybe she can feel him smile against her neck, and maybe she pushes him back onto her bed (because she can, because she wants to) and maybe they're half an hour late for lunch and ginny sighs and rolls her eyes and mumbles how young couples are the worst.
and then hermione agrees with her and laughs along, and stares across the table during lunch, because draco eternally looks uncomfortable sitting and having lunch with harry and ginny, and later when they're sitting in the yard, she takes off her shoes and rests her feet in his lap and he worries that she'll get cold and she calls him her caring boyfriend to annoy him but then he doesn't get annoyed, just smiles and rubs her feet and she smiles and maybe as long as he can still make her smile and she can make him smile, maybe they'll be perfectly fine.
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STUPIDMAGNIFICENT HERMIONE, I HATE HER.no subject
I particularly love this line:
and as always allows herself to think this one, this one will last.
(thanks in part to the prompt) because it's something I wish more people would realise, this is how so many people think in the first place, and there's Hermione letting herself get caught up everything.
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/smiles cleverly in the corner
(thanks in part to the prompt) because it's something I wish more people would realise, this is how so many people think in the first place, and there's Hermione letting herself get caught up everything.
YES ♥
glad you liked it and thanks for commenting ♥
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i feel really sappy right now
and all the ginny love
and all the doris love
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ginny love? i have ginny fic for you as well if you want it :D
DORIS LOVE IS GOOD ♥
oh good now i want pudding
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I LOVE YOU
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ILU ♥
here lies the fic it's not long but the prompt was perfect (i'm perfectly able to hold my own hand but i still can't kiss my own neck) and it was ginny/neville so i had to write it <3
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just
perf
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+ I'm glad you loved it ♥
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i loved it and it broke my heart
this shiiippp *cries*
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+ good.
I KNOW RIGHT? I KNOW. I HATE THEM. I LOVE THEM. NEVER TAKE MY BBS AWAY FROM ME
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one dark drable, one incesty uberangsty fic, one piece of filthy art that might you get you to porn!ship harry/ginny (also i have a hairporn situation)
yell at me pls i want your feels.
NEVER EVER. ugh i am experiencing luna/ginny/neville art!cravings like whoa. i remember coming across fierce drawings of them leading the rebellion, but i haven't bookmarked them why why whyyy.
*off to read that dawn fic*
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also dead tired over here and have to go to sleep now, you will get my feels tomorrow, I promise ♥
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and sleep well bb <3
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