nearly witches

🍂 ‘When death’ll close my eyelids

And my race on earth is run,

How the gentle wind,

Beckons through the trees,

'Draco awoke, groggy and small-eyed, to the sound of a gasp.Granger was on the stairs, her fingertips on the balustrade, a foot frozen in midair above a step.She was looking him and his new accessory – the sleeping cat, curled about his neck like a hirsute scarf.“Er – good morning,” said Granger, when she saw that she was being observed.The cat stirred at the sound of her voice. It leapt off of Draco, using his face as a launch point, and sauntered towards its mistress.'

From

Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love

Play along with me, Granger! ❤️

Hermione is doing some late night Astronomy homework when she gets a visit from the Constellation Draco 🌌