If brokenness is a form of art , then darling , you have turned me into a masterpiece.
(via draco–malfoy)
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353. Slytherins spelling their robes so it looks like they literally leave a trail of green and silver glitter in their wake. Slytherins wearing spelled snake earrings that will actually bare their fangs when said Slytherin is annoyed/angry. Slytherins spelling a tattoo for someone with anxiety that looks like a kitten and will curl up in the dip in their collarbone (ofc it’s warm and comforting) and start purring when they’re feeling stressed or anything. Slytherins finding out that another Slytherin has serious anxiety and gets panic attacks and spending hours making a charm to help them. Slytherins coming up with a fizzy delicious drink that will keep you alert until you want to go to sleep for studying (especially exams).
Submitted by @two-million-words
“those pieces of my soul
—that have been left unbroken
they may be whole,
but they are titanium and,
they will destroy you.
they will cut you into pieces,
until there is nothing left.
until you stop trying.
they all stop trying in the end.”
—Me. In all my broken glory. Titled; Sometimes your best isn’t what anyone wants.
“Little Alice fell down a hole, Bumped her HEAD, And bruised her SOUL.”
—unknown.
Draco was protective of what was his, so when he saw a certain Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley trying to force what was his to ask someone on a date, he wasn’t happy. Not only that, but when Harry actually got up just to comply with what the two were telling him to do, he was practically furious- the wink Harry had given him as he passed wasn’t helping the situation either.
Draco had watched as Harry had slid in to a chair next to a pretty average looking girl and had begin to ask her about herself, as she was happily babbling on however, Draco was quick to get up and stalk over until he was hovering behind Harry.
‘Potter, a word with you? Now.’ Harry’s shoulders had tensed ever so slightly before relaxing and he had let out a groan before climbing out of his chair and looking up to Draco. Unfortunately for him Draco had grown exponentially since after the war, and Harry had seemed to have shrunk in comparison.
Draco lets out a low predatory growl, and Harry knew he was absolutely in for it, so instead of saying anything he began to walk out of the great hall, knowing Draco would be close behind after grabbing his bag and explaining why he was leaving so early to the rest of his housemates.
As soon as Draco is out of the large wooden doors, he stalks up to Harry and in one fluid movement he has him against one of the walls, their bodies flushed together and breath mingling in a hot flurry of lips and tongue. All too soon however Draco is moving away, leaving Harry breathless and flushed.
‘Mine, remember that Harry. Mine.’ Just to punctuate his words he leans down, hands purchasing against Harrys thighs and hoisting him up, leaving Harry to squeak and wrap his legs around his waist. He leans in ever so slowly, and with another whisper of ‘Mine.’ against the shell of his ear, he leans down and leaves a purple hickey sticking out against Harry’s adams apple.
Suffice to say, the next day for quidditch practice despite the heat Harry could be found wearing a turtleneck jumper and a blush on his cheeks whenever someone would ask him why he was wearing such a ridiculous piece of clothing when it was mid summer, both Ron and Hermione were curious as to why he would be wearing it too, but just shared a glance and stayed quiet about it.
Only after Gryffindor won the first quidditch tournament of the year did Draco truly get furious about the people surrounding Harry all the time, and even watched with a glower as the girl he dragged Harry away from pulls Harry in and kisses him hard, almost as possessively as Draco gives Harry kisses, and that stirred something in Draco.
Draco waits though, waits until he knows that Gryffindor and more will be watching. He knew that there would be a celebration of Gryffindor winning, so that’s exactly where he heads- straight to the Gryffindor common room, and of course he can get in because he knows it from all those times he and Harry sneaked in and out.
When he enters the common room, the atmosphere is bubbly until everything drops silent as he stalks further in to the room, until he’s stood in front of the fire, facing Harry. In a matter of moments, Harry is being pulled up by the chin and is being kissed, hard.
Laughter and cheers echo around the common room, until the two familiar voices of Ron and Hermione can be heard saying in unison- ‘What the hell?!’
More Slytherin Things
-Keeping your window open at night
-Cold rooms and big blankets
-Having a playlist for every mood/occasion
-Music is therapy
-Leaving fellow housemates alone when they cry because they don’t want your pity
-Borderline nocturnal
-What is even a sleep schedule
-Wearing sunglasses and stubbornly refusing to admit how hungover you are
-”Darling”
-Subconsciously start mirroring the behaviour of whoever they’re around
-Dark Lipsticks
Accuracy.
Slytherin Code #7
Don’t always react to everything you notice, if you don’t react, then people assume you haven’t noticed.
You can do so much more with information if others aren’t aware you possess it.
holy water
cannot help you now
a thousand armies
couldn’t keep me out
i don’t want your money
i don’t want your crown
see i’ve come to burn
your kingdom down art by: unknown
Does he still stroke bits of the TARDIS?
Yeah! Yeah, he does! I’m like, ‘Do you two want to be alone?’
Draco: This date is boring.
Harry: This isn’t a date. I said I was going to the store.
Draco: Then why did you invite me?
Harry: I specifically said “don’t come with me” and you said “fuck you, Potter I’ll do whatever I want!” and followed me here.