Moon_Astraea
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Hermione never expected her third and final date with Andrew to end with Draco Malfoy--disheveled, furious, and unexpectedly protective--dragging her away from danger. What follows is a slow unraveling of everything she thought she knew about him.
Suddenly, Hermione is dealing with a version of Draco who cooks, teases, apologizes, kisses like he means it, and--Merlin help her--wants a future.
It's the healthiest, happiest thing either of them has ever had.
Which is why they never see the threat coming.--
"What did you just put in her drink?"Andrew startled, eyes going wide. "Malfoy--bloody hell, mind your--"
Draco grabbed the front of his robes and slammed him back into the table so hard the glassware shattered.
"You're going to answer," he growled, "before I arrange your face so thoroughly your own mum files a missing persons report."
Andrew whimpered in pain. "It was nothing--I swear--just a little relaxant--she's so uptight--"
Draco saw red.
"If you ever go near Hermione Granger again--if you ever speak her name again--I will kill you."
-
Tags
Summary
How did a three year old end up getting on the good side of the three most dangerous creatures in the world. And even better, how did he survive nine years after without being caught
His life had never been quite normal, and it would be like that till the day he died, and after that. But would he accept that...
Probably not
-
Tags
Summary
Phil doesn’t cry.
But as he stands before Tommy, his shoulders shaking, and his eyes shining in the moonlight, he’s about as close as he gets to it. Tommy reaches up to grab his hand with his smaller ones. He hadn’t meant to make him sad.
He just wanted to tell him how much he missed his dad!
How he didn’t mind dying if it meant Phil would be his family again.
“You’re not supposed to be this…this small. Is this how bad we failed you?” It’s barely said over a whisper. Tommy has to strain his ears to even make out the words.
“I promise Tommy,” Phil says his eyes growing a fire in them. “We’re going to make this right. We’ll make it go away.”
And under the snowfall of the arctic winds. Tommy can’t help but believe him.
. . .
AU- When you die, your ghost takes the age of when you were the happiest in your life.
Tommy dies in the prison. Enter Ghostinnit. A toddler. -
Tags
Summary
Tommy will always go out into his backyard and strain his neck looking up to the sky, watching the birds on wires held by towers littering the street, But to no avail.
Instead, he's always met with a crow. A single crow sitting innocently on one of the few wires that went above his house making it's way through the backyard. Now the CROW might sound like a normal thing and everything, but if you look closely, you can see a green bucket hat sitting on it's head.
"what the fuck." Is what Tommy found himself saying. But the sound wasn't coming from the crow, no he was certain it wasn't! Because the crow would cock it's head side ways and caw at him while the sweet alluring singing was still there.
Or; 3/4 SBI are shapeshifters and Tommy is just Tommy.
Bookmarked by Moon_Astraea
15 May 2022
Bookmarker's Notes
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Chapter: 5