the autumn air can’t smell as sweet as you
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. -Carol Bishop Hipps
Dramione Challenge 010: Spring/Autumn
It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want - oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain
Her touch was so soft he couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have her touch him elsewhere, everywhere. He held the snitch — still, now that it had been caught — in the palm of his hand and twined his fingers in her hair.
Blaise was right about everything. He wanted her. She was filthy and wrong and all he could think about was taking her right here on the grass of the Quidditch pitch.
Dramione Challenge 10 - Fall Themed
Hermione let out a gasp and jumped at the sight of the hippogriff lurch foward.A second later she realized she’d grabbed Ron’s hand.The orange leaves rustled as she let go and shifted a few inches away from him.
“Sorry!” she mumbled quickly after he shot her a look.
“Oi!” Ron shouted and Hermione looked up as the cool fall breeze whipped her cheeks.He was rubbing the back of his head where clearly something had hit him.
She looked behind her and Draco Malfoy was standing behind them,smirking. A green apple with a single bite out of it was lying at Ron’s foot.
“Can’t you give it a rest Malfoy?”Hermione cried,charging him.
“Or what,Granger?Going to beat me up?”he sneered.
Hermione threw back her fist while Ron frantically shouted,” ‘Mione,no!”
At the very last second Draco’s hand clenched around her wrist and she let out a gasp.
Before she could utter so much as a “Let go,” he leaned foward and spoke very quickly and quietly.
“Nice try,Granger.Bit too slow,though.”he whispered,his hot breath on her face.
Smirking,he released her wrist and strode off,leaving Hermione dumbfounded.
dramione challenge 10 // autumn - Fall, leaves, fall by Emily Jane Brontë
Autumn leaves under frozen souls,
Hungry hands turning soft and old,
My hero cried as we stood out there in the cold,
Like these autumn leaves I don’t have nothing to hold.
the fall
- Spring or Fall Themed.
Dramione Challenge #10- Autumn or Springred leaves blow in the wind
leaving home and everything it’s known behind
barren branches wave goodbye
as the red leaves slowly die
Spring or Fall Themed