The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.

(Source: thendidie)

waitingondhr:

lovin’ might be a mistake
but it’s worth making

THE MAGIC BEGINGS » 1 - Favourite character.

Draco Malfoy

amandaonwriting:

An entire chapter of Harry Potter written under the stairs.

thegirlincendio:

AU; thedarkofthealley asked, Dramione AND Everlark

Katniss looked across the room at the returning tributes from District 1. The boy had striking blonde hair and pale skin, and wore a smug look upon his face that suggested he knew something the rest of the room didn’t. The girl’s chocolate brown hair fell in waves around her nervous smile and she was gripping the boy’s wrist tightly, handcuffing him with her fingers. They fit the description of the usual Capitol lapdogs from the Career districts - attractive and strong, a perfect team for the audience to go nuts for. Yet they gave off a familiar vibe that Katniss could not place.

“That’s them,” whispered Haymitch. “I told you that you’d need allies for the Quarter Quell, and that’s who I would like you to befriend.

Katniss had to stop herself from snorting. She glanced at Peeta, whose eyebrows were playfully raised, awaiting the storm that occurred when a fight broke out between her and Haymitch. He would let the bickering pass and gently place his hand on the small of her back to remind her that he was still there. It usually quieted her down, much to Haymitch’s pleasure.

“Why them?” she asked. “The Capitol has them under their thumb. And I heard that neither of them won from hand-to-hand combat. They simply waited for their opponents to die off.”

It was Haymitch’s turn to smirk. “That’s Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. I can’t tell you yet why they’re useful, but know that they are. They have special…capabilities…that no one is quite aware of yet.”

Katniss stared at Haymitch and then turned to Peeta. His eyes were confused, but soft, and they confirmed that she should listen to their somewhat off-balance mentor. Haymitch was sober today, after all.

Katniss turned and saw Draco’s arm snaking around Hermione’s waist and wondered if they were putting on a show for the games as she and Peeta had. But as she watched the two tributes whisper and saw the quick press of Draco’s lips to Hermione’s neck, she knew it was real.

Then, she realized. The familiarity of these tributes’ relationship was its similarity to her and Peeta. Draco and Hermione would protect each other to no end, and according to Haymitch they would protect the tributes from District 12 too.

Let the games begin, thought Katniss, and started towards her new “friends.”

thegirlincendio:

AU; Dramione AND Everlark, Part 2 [Part 1]

As she rose into the arena, Katniss tried to fill her thoughts with anything but what was about to occur. She thought of training, which was much more painful this time around. Katniss had seen the lighthearted competition and naivety of the 74th Hunger Games’ training leave the room. The Quell had only reaped previous tributes who had seen the blood and gore of the battle, and not even the smuggest of smiles played on any faces.

Katniss thought of Draco and Hermione, the tributes of District 1 that Haymitch had pushed her and Peeta to befriend. Their only interaction had been awkward, if anything, but there had been an unspoken agreement on teaming up. The closeness of the pair confused Katniss, as Draco and Hermione seemed to be worlds apart. Draco had come off as arrogant and self-interested with a sharp tongue. Hermione, on the other hand, was much more humble and thought before she spoke. Her words tumbled out in a nervous tone, but every motion seemed to be calculated. But Katniss remembered Draco’s arm that had remained around Hermione’s waist, and the softness of his voice when he spoke to her. Their body language reminded her of what had developed between her and Peeta.

“Hi, I’m Katniss Everdeen, from District-“
“We know who you are, Miss Everdeen,” Draco had interrupted her introduction. “I’m Draco Malfoy and this is Hermione Granger.”
“Draco, it is not kind to interrupt,” Hermione pouted.

Katniss stood awkwardly in front of the two as they scowled at each other. She would have believed that a fight was going to break out had she not noticed Draco grasping Hermione’s hand and giving it the slightest squeeze. So this is how we differ, Katniss thought. These two seem to thrive off each other’s differences where as Peeta and I focus on our similarities.

“I wanted to wish you both luck,” Katniss said with a smile, remembering the script a wary Haymitch had drawn up for her. “My mentor is old friends with your mentor, I heard. He said he’s old drinking buddies with Harry.”
“Ha, Potter,” scoffed Draco. “Yes, well I’m sure we are in agreement on how these Games should go then.”

Katniss hated not being straightforward, but Haymitch had forbidden her from saying “allies” out loud. She hesitated after Draco’s words, and the pair of District 1 tributes noticed. Hermione’s eyes found hers and Katniss noted how soft and kind they seemed. She laid a hand on Katniss’s shoulder.

“That means we’re with you whatever happens,” Hermione smiled.

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