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https://twitter.com/hpcocktober/status/1708693501351952638Draco has never liked parties for his big day or any other, really. He much prefers spending quiet, cosy nights in with…
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No, really. https://twitter.com/mspolapotter/status/1668208637200977927“/He/ has none, thank you. He is as youthful as today is,” Draco smiled widely, watching his daughter’s face transform from confusion to understanding.
https://twitter.com/dramioneprompts/status/1665974907510079490“Baby? All okay?” He asked while shuffling the various items within his hands.
https://twitter.com/bexkyn/status/1665000030804267009Draco’s bed, defining his perfect image of her, but her hands wander over her own skin for more than only his pleasure.






https://twitter.com/catmintandthyme/status/1664903579222654976She can feel Draco’s thick cock pulsing with need within her, lubricating and warming his length with her sopping wet core.



https://twitter.com/DramionePrompts/status/1657726984330280960But blocking images of Hermione Granger’s various states of undress was more difficult a task than passing NEWT level Divination.

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https://twitter.com/ivy_and_right/status/1646290646104264710But with a man like their Counsellor watching them, pushing them forward, driving Harry to depths he’d never once reached alone, he had to prove that he could do more than make love to the beautiful witch enveloping him.
https://twitter.com/ivy_and_right/status/1645747866416078853Until Malfoy snapped his fingers an inch from Harry’s face before cupping his jaw in the palm of his large hand.
https://twitter.com/ivy_and_right/status/1635292529699721217Hermione doesn’t know what to do after leaving the apartment she once called home and the first person she texts is the sister of the man she just dumped…

Sometimes he’d be juvenile and trip her over as she’d try to exit class.
Like this, the warmth of his toned chest radiated against her back. She could feel the beat of his heart pumping as rapidly as her own as though he wanted something unspoken just as she did. His hands, that spanned her entire thigh, squeezed gently there, unwittingly arousing.

She’d been doing this for years, hiding her crumbled scraps of parchment within an abandoned locker that was hidden away underneath the Slytherin Quidditch tower.
“Sorry… You mean you’ve been… stretching your…”