I Woke Up Today With The News About Ukraine.

moodboards: otps ➡ Draco/Ginny (HP) requested by @gryffindorkx

“I don’t know if we should be alone together I still got a crush, that’s obvious If nobody’s around, what’s stopping us? Everywhere I go you show, whatever I don’t ever mind sharing oxygen I just wanna get lost in your lungs.”

You took my hand in yours You started breaking down my walls

once again... how is THIS not Draco and Ginny?

Cuddles | Commission

and in the darkness bind them — malfoy and weasley [x x]

DRACO AND GINNY AKA BOUD HOLBROOK AND CINTIA DICKER  DRINNY <3

Malfoy stood up on his forearms again, this time to move to her face. A thin silver chain slid down his neck as he loomed over her. Ginny grabbed onto it with her teeth, pulling Draco a little closer.

He wrapped his arms around her neck, pressing his lips tightly against hers.

"I hate the thought of us having to go," he breathed heavily.

"Me too," Ginny said softly, letting him puff on her cigarette.

Draco kissed her on the temple and carefully got up from the couch. He stretched lazily, spreading his arms to the sides. At that moment, Ginny really felt like she had won the lottery.

His beauty was deadly. Even now, the elastic muscles were clearly visible under the pale skin. Crimson lines were spreading along it, from the very collarbones to the hips — traces of the curse wounds still unhealed. He seemed to be a little embarrassed by them, in the same way that one is embarrassed by physical defects. But even despite the bitterness and pain woven into her heart at the sight of the scars, Ginny couldn't help but admire the strength they represented.

She thought that such bodies—antique and strong—were usually captured by sculptors. Or artists. Or poets.

What a shame, really, that she wasn't one of them.

Back to Black by lucid dreaming

"All the way?"

"All the way."

the albatross did follow by chromeknickers

There was a time in his life, when he didn’t know her.

When he didn’t know Ginny.

It feels almost impossible now, a decade after.

Ten years.

Ten years of knowing her. Six years of loving her. Five years of missing her.

He still loves her. Even though they spent half of the time they knew each other apart. Even though the last time they kissed was when he was seventeen, and he’s twenty two now. Even though he moved on to being with somebody else – to loving somebody else. 

Harry never stopped loving her.

He couldn’t.

High Fidelity by lucid dreaming

the boy who survived the love // fanfic: fragile (draco/ginny)

And I will stumble and fall. I'm still learning to love Just starting to crawl.

Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up on you.

And I will swallow my pride. You're the one that I love And I'm saying goodbye.