fall from the tree


Thank you for filling my fremione heart! Could you write one about hermione accidentally wearing Fred’s shirt or scarf or something and the weasleys and Harry notice

Hermione could have sworn it was all a dream.

It had felt like a dream. A dusting of snowflakes falling from the sky, soft fairy lights in the trees. Even the habitually grumpy gnomes hadn’t seemed so angry about their lot in life.

She curled up on a bench in the garden, a book in her hands, reading in the quiet night before bed. She had shivered and moved to pull out her wand to conjure some flames, but Fred beat her to the punch, pulling his jumper off in one easy motion. He offered it to her and she had refused at first.

“It’s freezing Fred,” she said, shivering again. “Let me warm both of us up.”

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things you were:

  • my picket fence
  • the song stuck in my head
  • the last good thing about this part of town
  • my versailles at night

things you are:

  • just a line in a song
  • a cherry blossom
  • a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down
  • a canary
  • second hand smoke
  • crashing
  • no wave
fall out boy... let me write your setlist

• novocaine and phoenix mashup
• bang the doldrums 72 times
• the entire folie à deux album
• the kids aren’t alright while joe and andy crowd surf
• soul punk patrick making a return
• instrument swap: joe singing, andy on guitar, patrick on bass, pete on drums
• live reenactment of the young blood chronicles (with random crowd members as the other characters)
• covers of each of the boys’ favorite song
• twin skeleton’s (hotel in nyc) for nine hours straight
• dance party on stage while uma thurman is played