hey and welcome to the Quidditch sisterhood, please shave your head and take off at least one piece of underwear xoxo
I got… super super impatient to post this and therefore it hasn’t even been read through four times! Which is usually my minimum. fuq it. featuring lesbian draco/harry, and then loads of other relationships I’m not going to bother to write here because it would take too long. @lears @dddraconis @pleasantboat lol this is 7200 words xxxx (((I will also put this on ao3 where it will be easier to read, so stay tuned for a link 4 that)))
The last of the horrors that had been lurking in the attic of Grimmauld Place had been banished about half an hour ago, leaving only the more general, non-horror items, of which there weren’t many, along with a lot of dust and approximately one thousand spiders. Ron had been fine, up to a point, just going all stiff and weird every time he saw one, and shuddering occasionally like he wanted to shake his skin off.
Then Ginny had let a huge, creeping thing crawl across her bare, freckled arm and he’d gone pale, paler than usual, and swore at her a bit before leaving. Hermione had stayed for a little longer, clambering over the faded furniture with her sleeves rolled up, banishing dead bats and a gold cage and a dull-looking clock that had seemed harmless enough until it had started whispering at them.