"His exhale was harsh on her lips.
She refused to look at his.
In a surge of pure Gryffindor courage, Hermione straightened, but did nothing to change the distance between them. “Who cares, Draco?” she murmured, letting her nose skim the tip of his.
His arms came up on either side of her, locking her to the railing. He took a step closer, if that was even possible. “You’re going,” he breathed lowly, “to get yourself killed.”
She was drunk on him, on his forearms barring her waist, on his quiet rage at her.
She had barely tilted her head up when he pulled her into him and took her mouth as his.
He became everything. The blood in her veins, the thread of her clothing, the star-soaked breeze enveloping them both."
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I have no words. @incendiosketches has truly outdone herself. I've received so much support with Obliviate, and I'm so excited to see where this goes. This artwork is from Chapter 13 of Obliviate - Draco and Hermione's first kiss, at 3am in the Astronomy Tower as Theo and Blaise are covered in paint and asleep on the floor. I've dreamed of this for years, and I'm finally able to see it with my own eyes.
The detail!! The moonlight! The paintbrush in her hair, the ring, the pattern of his pants!
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Jane. You are incredibly talented. Everybody go show her some support!!
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@rainreignrayn on ao3, tumblr, and instagram. the link to obliviate is in my bio!
