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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

first pic is NOT mine, and its actually Drarry art, but second is mine sooo its kinda Drinny art now ^^ 

When it all comes clear, when the wind it settles, I’ll be here, you know.

x

Eventually the instinct to breathe kicked in and she inhaled, gulping in a mouthful of ice-cold sea water. There was pain at first, awful pain, and then a lightness like euphoria.

She began to drift, her mouth and eyes opened wide as she sank deeper into the sea. And as the black fingers of unconsciousness curled their way into her brain, her last vision was of Draco diving in after her; his hand reaching out for hers.

the albatross did follow by chromeknickers

“what did these monsters do to you, draco?”

“look around, ginny,” he whispered. “I did all this. I am your fucking monster”

// ff: back to black by lucid dreaming

draco + ginny / favorite crime 

❝ It's bittersweet to think about the damage that we do 'Cause I was going down, but I was doing it with you Yeah, everything we broke, and all the trouble that we made But I say that I hate you with a smile on my face ❞

"Gossip, scandals and raging hormones. No wonder Hogwarts has always been Rita Skeeter's wettest dream." Back to Black by lucid dreaming

not me actually trying to draw something in digital after 10+ years without a pen or a tablet 

hopefully ginny & draco in progress (updated)

She should have been firm. She should have told him to go. It was a bad idea, him being here in her room. What if Lily had a nightmare and came looking for Mummy? What if Harry did hear them? Or worse, what if Ron did? But she was tired, dammit. She was tired of her own family acting like she was the villain. As if she’d broken poor Harry’s heart – which she bloody well hadn’t, thank you very much. Never mind her own heart, which had been ignored in the process. And with Draco… Merlin help her, but he made her feel that spark she’d been missing – only it wasn’t a spark at all. It was an inferno burning hot. She might go down in flames with it, but selfishly, she didn’t c a r e. [x]

Denmark & Winter – Every Breath You Take (The Police cover)