ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

and there it is, the malfoy grumble. classic.

good thing she wasn’t offering one—she was just stating a fact.

“you’re right, i should’ve just minded my business,” she said quietly, her tone not defensive, but almost reflective. “i’m just passing through, draco. i don’t want anything from you.” “and… i’m not practicing magic anymore. don’t really consider myself a witch these days.”

i deserve more.

i cannot make you understand. i cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. i cannot even explain it to myself.

⠀ ⠀

astoria looks up, momentarily surprised to see her. “aurora?” she says, blinking as her gaze lands on the candies. she hesitates, her eyes softening as she briefly considers. “i—” she catches herself, clearly tempted. “they look lovely, but no, thank you.”

/ thinking about post-war drastoria :(

/ someone write with me here please 🙏

ᅠ⠀ ۶ৎ ࣪ ˖ 𝓢TARTER CALL. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒍𝐢𝐤𝐞 for a short starter. ⠀ ⠀ dm open for 𝒑lots .ᐟ 𝓻𝐭 to ⠀ ⠀ spread ( 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 )

❝ . . . 𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. ❞ ⊱ ── #hprp. a canon or au portrayal of post-war DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY. mature. descriptive. crossover friendly.