Saffron, I hope you get well soon π here's a little something for you.
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Saffron π³οΈβπ
Hi hello
I am sick and probably won't draw or write anything until I'm better. I did this thing and I hope it makes sense.
Write this in your style!
The key is to write a twist in 100 or less words :)
I put a blank template if you wanted to use it.
#dhr #dramione #drabble
I am sick and probably won't draw or write anything until I'm better. I did this thing and I hope it makes sense.
Write this in your style!
The key is to write a twist in 100 or less words :)
I put a blank template if you wanted to use it.
#dhr #dramione #drabble
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He could feel her soft hand rub his head, her soft lips plant a kiss on his hair.
Harry pitied the small family. Astoria turned to her son. "Go to Albus and the kids. You need to rest."
The late twenty year old didn't want to leave but he didn't want to fight his mum.
Astoria turned glassy eyes to Harry.
Harry pitied her, he did. "Mrs Malfoy... He's dying. He doesn't mean what he says."
The healer then glanced at Draco who was whispering to a Hermione who wasn't there.
"She was more than a friend." Harry said quietly. "She died so we could win. You're fighting the memory of a girl, Astoria. I'm sorry, but they really did love each other back then."