Snow and Warm Cloaks (Draco Malfoy x Reader) by emyxbunnie, literature
Literature
Snow and Warm Cloaks (Draco Malfoy x Reader)
Tiny glittering flecks swirled around me, enclosing me in my own frozen paradise. I stood in the center of the courtyard; my arms spread wide open and my eyes closed as the snowflakes bit at my exposed skin, leaving it numb and red. I didn’t mind, though. I loved the snow and, considering this was the first snow of the year, I was in my own state of bliss.
“(Y.N.)! Come on!” Hermione yelled out from the doorway to the school. She was impatiently squirming, trying to protect herself and her books from the snow that fell around her. She mustered a sound of protest and shuffled back farther into the hallway. “We’r
Everything's Alright (Draco x Reader) (REQUEST) by emyxbunnie, literature
Literature
Everything's Alright (Draco x Reader) (REQUEST)
The sound of boiling cauldrons and knives slicing ingredients filled the room as students chattered happily with their neighbors. It was one of those rare days in which Professor Snape allowed us to choose our own partners for brewing potions and everyone was ecstatic. The dark dungeon seemed to hum with energy, the lights casting a warm glow over what was usually a cold echoing dungeon. Everyone was cheerful. Everyone, that was, except for my partner and I.
Draco and I stood in silence as we moved through our work; the only sounds coming from him were the steady sounds of his breathing and him crushing ingredients into the pot. I was offe
In the dimly lit interior of the 67 impala sat two men, both tired from a long day of work at the shop. The passenger sighed. His sickly appearance and sudden ragged breathing had begun to worry the driver. The driver pushed down on the gas pedal, urging the car forward as they drove down the winding Louisiana roads through the thick misty night. The car flies over a pothole causing the two men to jolt forward. The passenger snickers and wheezes before bursting into to a full on fit of psychotic laughter. He looks towards the motorist. His eyes sparkling with demented glee. His laughter increasing in volume. The driver’s eyes grow wide