✨ #dhr ✨ Draco’s flat looked the same—as if frozen in place. Yet, it was utterly different. The only disruption was a new photograph hanging where theirs used to be. He had made sure to erase every trace of her. - ThreadSky

nottromi.bsky.social • 12 days ago

✨ #dhr ✨

Draco’s flat looked the same—as if frozen in place. Yet, it was utterly different. The only disruption was a new photograph hanging where theirs used to be. He had made sure to erase every trace of her.

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Prompt 365 ║ Frozen in place

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nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

The worn spot on the carpet where she once placed her shoes and bag had been replaced. The chair her cat had ruined was gone. His bookshelf, once filled with stories they shared, now held different books. The muggle trinkets she had left behind had vanished, replaced with strictly magical artifacts.

nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

But only she could see the marks he hadn’t wiped away. The wine stain from their first date still lingered on the sofa. A faded smudge of her lipstick clung to his scarf. The nail polish she had once spilled still marred the coffee table.

nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

For a while, that was all she had been—a stain to be scrubbed from his life as his mother announced his engagement to Astoria. Hermione hadn’t fought. She had argued, briefly, before packing her things and leaving. She had seen it coming. Nothing that perfect ever lasted.

nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

And yet, she was here again. Because she couldn’t let him go. Because she was addicted—to his mind, to his body, to the way her magic hummed in his presence. And so, they lost themselves in those stolen moments, in the quiet betrayal of Astoria’s absence.

nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

He always swore he would find a way. But the way was never found, and now, only one option remained—the one they had always been too afraid to take.

Time was slipping away. His touch felt farther with each passing day. And so, Hermione made her choice. She had to fight one last time.

nottromi.bsky.social•12 days ago

With a single, decisive slice across her palm, she bound herself to him. Now and forever. He would be hers, and she would be his. No one else.

For even the slightest romantic touch from another would mean death.

Fin. ✨

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