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Disclaimer: See the description area below. Summary: In which Cedric does something he thinks he shouldn't have done, and Hermione wishes she was a certain Ravenclaw. If Wishes Were Horses... Cedric leaned against the cold stone railing of the astronomy tower as he studied the night sky above him. Tonight had been the Yule Ball. He had been stunned when Hermione Granger had descended down the stairs to join her date, Viktor Krum. She had been the belle of the ball. Her blue dress and hair accented her honey-brown hair and warm brown eyes. The assertive Gryffindor bookworm was truly beautiful. Cedric had chided himself for thinking such tho

Author: TheMightyFlynn Title: Stay Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Luna Lovegood/Draco Malfoy Warnings: Fluff! disclaimer: These two are their universe belong to JK Rowling, not me. Summary: Their first kiss. Staring up into the gentle face of one of the school’s many Thestrals, Luna smiled. She knew that after the end of the war she was not the only to be able to see these magnificent creatures anymore, but she also knew of only one other student who ever came to visit them. As though her thinking of him had Summoned him to the clearing they usually met in, she heard his footsteps approaching her. The Thestral she was patting raised its

    Hermione rushed into the empty potions classroom, hoping to get some quiet to do homework during the preparation for the Halloween feast. Everywhere else, including the usually desolate library, was bustling with chattering students and frantically busy teachers. Closing the door quietly behind her, she stepped into the sunlit room, orange with the afternoon’s persistent rays. She placed her bag, stuffed with the boat load of books she planned to read, down on a desk with a thud and sat down. The classroom was as silent as death, a even the sound of a feather would have been heard without one even trying.     A sudden shuffling so

Rise from the Ashes Dramione, DH - EWE, Post-Hogwarts, Ministry Fic ~Chapter Twenty-Two~ The Act The moment Draco was on the landing outside their suite, he let out a long, slow breath, and gave his hands a shake to clear the last of the adrenaline thudding in his system. This wasn’t normal. It wasn’t exactly unwelcome, but it wasn’t what happened to him around women. Malfoys didn’t get nervous. And this was a job.          He skipped down the stairs into the foyer quickly, keen to take the edge off with a drink, vainly attempting to stuff the now exceedingly intriguing and exceedingly badly timed thoughts that he