Hogwarts houses : Slytherin.
o r p e r h a p s i n s l y t h e r i n , y o u ’ l l m a k e y o u r r e a l f r i e n d s , t h e s e c u n n i n g f o l k s u s e a n y m e a n s t o a c h i e v e t h e i r e n d s .
October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.
HOGWARTS + autumn aesthetic 🥀🍂🍁
i’m working on the next bit of my comic which is going to be called… drum roll…
DISARMED. woop
The day of Halloween approaches and Linus writes for the Great Pumpkin (a kind of “Santa Claus” of Halloween), being always ridiculed by the gang. And on Halloween day, while Linus waits for the Big Pumpkin to arrive at the pumpkin patch, the other kids go out on the streets to play “trick and treat” and then go to a party.
It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown (1966) dir. Bill Meléndez
Potter - Draco Malfoy (angst/smut)
Request by anon: Hello. I love your imagines! Can I request a Draco smut? The reader and him are in a secret romance due to her being Harry’s sister. She is Harry’s stolen object in the second task, but she doesn’t know how to swim. Draco saves her and has soft smut in the Prefect bathroom with multiple “I love you"s.
Hope this is what you had in mind. Enjoy my loves. xxx
“Sh, don’t want anybody to hear us, do we?”, his lips nibbled on her neck, hands massaging her skin, leaving a few hidden marks, something he’ll be able to admire later on. His scent filled her nostrils, the faint green apple aroma made a homey feeling overcome her, trying to pull her love even closer.
“My gorgeous love”, Draco breathed out, smiling at her, those bright eyes twinkling in the darkness of the storage room, he loved to feel her close, pressed against his chest, shuttered breaths leaving her swollen lips, begging for more.
“We need to leave”, (y/n) mumbled, she couldn’t miss her brothers first task, still shaken up from the way he had whispered “dragons” just last night. Her first instinct had been to tell him to quit, she couldn’t endure watching him struggle against something that deadly, but soon enough the (y/h/c) haired Potter girl realized, she couldn’t do anything, besides cheering for her brother, supporting him no matter what.
