That's On My Sassy Friends. I Love This

That's on my sassy friends. I love this 😂

Ps. Please just for the love of Merlin stop hating on such a kind and beautiful human being. She's wonderful people, absolutely lovely person inside and out.

You have all my love @drarrywords you don't deserve to among the cruel world, love 💜🦋

Bitch your posts are so offensive please delete your account like because what is wrong with you? You should be cancelled on tumblr🤡

lmao I agree w you bitch🤡

AO3 writers are crazy

draco: *drunk* sigh, nobody wants me

harry: draco, love, you're you and everyone wants you. You're the hot girl that everyone wants, yeah?

draco: I'm the hot girl?

harry: *cups his face* you are the hottest girl

draco: *puppy smile* I'm the hot girl

Is there an airport nearby or is it just my heart taking off?

Are you a banana Because I find you a peeling ?

Pumpkin

The fog has lifted slightly over the dark grounds, hanging above the pumpkins, heavy with mischief. An owl hooted from a nearby tree. And in between the gourds he walked, silent, tracing his steps. A perfect circle surrounding the carefully constructed words. It will only work if it’s properly done. The clock chimed in the castle, announcing the witching hour, and Draco smiled to himself. It is time.

The candles were all lit, flames flickering in the soft wind. He looked around; all was perfect, waiting. Still. Soon, it won’t be so. Soon –

He could hear them now, footsteps growing nearer. Their silhouettes loomed tall, darker than the night, heavier than shadows. Not scary, Draco had to remind himself. Not anymore. Then, as they reached the hut’s footpath, catching the light; a pair of blue eyes, a pair of brown eyes. And another pair, covered by black silk. A tight smile.

“Guys, what… what the hell?”

“Happy birthday, Harry!” the pumpkins sang, their voices deep and scratchy. Eighteen balloons floated upwards, and the banners Draco charmed fluttered above. The cake only said Happy Potter, because he ran out of room. Green eyes, now freed from their blindfold, looked everywhere in amazement.

“What…?”

“Surprised?” Draco smiled, offering a hand.

“Er, yeah, I’d say so. It’s not even my birthday. Not even the right month.”

“True, but we weren’t friends back when it was.” Harry came into the pumpkin circle, laughter trembling on the edge of his lips, shock etched on his brow.

“I can’t believe you guys did this.”

“It was all Draco’s idea,” Hermione said, slicing the cake with her wand as Weasley passed the butterbeers. More footsteps foretold Lovegood and Longbottom’s approach, and then more after that, many more. The owl hooted again, indignant, probably in response to all the chatter and laughter from almost the entire Gryffindor common room. “He even got Hagrid to grow the pumpkins to sing in tune.”

“Well, tried to. Didn’t really work. I wonder if it was more an issue with the casting, though, when I – what was that for?” Draco raised a hesitant finger to his cheek, where he could still feel the tingle of Harry’s kiss.

“Nothing. No one’s ever thrown me a surprise party before. I just… thank you.”

Oh. “You’re – welcome.”

A crow cawed in the distance, and the moon cast its light on the party, yellowing and old. Draco was ever so pleased he came up with this idea. Perhaps, by the end of the party, he could convince Harry to kiss him again.

I tried to write spooky, it ended up fluffy, don’t know where I went wrong. For @drarrymicrofic’s prompt, pumpkin. 

Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me (reminder for you to smile more often)

Did the moon give you it's shine because you make me smile ?!