#thaphne

🍬 Gifts for CarmCharm ! 🍬

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🍰 FIC: sweet taste

Ship: Daphne Greengrass/Theodore Nott Rating: Teen Length/Medium: 760 words Tags: Arranged Marriage, Pining, Hurt/Comfort Summary:

When Daphne’s parents had sold her to the head of the Nott family, she had bitten the inside of her cheek until she bled as so not react. Like many things in her life, she had bowed her head and accepted the order to marry Tiberius Nott.

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🍰 FIC: Yuletide Mischief

Ship: Daphne Greengrass/Theodore Nott, Susan Bones/Fred Weasley Rating: Explicit Length/Medium: 2.7k words Tags: Porn with Plot, EWE, Accidental Voyeurism, Possessive Theodore Nott, Death Magic Summary:

When Daphne Nott nee Greengrass and Fred Weasley find themselves unable to keep themselves out of mischief during the Nott's Annual Yuletide Ball they both drag their significant others into the shenanigans. What happens when the two couples collide unexpectedly in the same space?

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Theo: So let me raise a toast the girl I love most, in the whole world

Daphne: plase don't say my name. Please don't say my name...

Theo: Daphne

All in the common room: Oooowwwww

pairing(s): draco malfoy/pansy parkinson/blaise zabini/daphne greengrass/theo nott

summary: a moment in the common room; a study in love, on the other side of the war

note: seventh instalment in a study in pining- this one is short- under 700 words

excerpt: 

"You can't say no?" Theo said, more of a statement than a question, sounding hopeful and desolate at the same time. Draco humoured him, and shook his head slowly, blinking back tears that threatened to fall. Theo grabbed his hand, clutching it wordlessly.

After years together, spending time with each other every day, learning each other, feeling each other, there was no need for their language to be spoken aloud. Pansy crawled into the spot in front of Draco, who sat limply on the sofa, leaning her head back into his lap, and closing her eyes.

"It's an honour." Draco croaked aloud. He didn't sound convincing, not at all.

"We'll help you." Daphne murmured, and they nodded along. Draco shook his head again, keeping his eyes closed. His face was scrunched, eyebrows furrowed, because even though they were family, Draco couldn't- wouldn't- cry, not here.

Draco: supongamos que vamos a una Isla ¿Que es lo que llevarías en tu maleta?

Pansy: Ropa, comida, agua y una casa de acampar.

Blaise: lo mismo que Pansy, excepto por la ropa ¿Por qué me pondría ropa en una Isla?.

Theo: libros, pergaminos, tinta y una lechuza.

Daphne: ¿Por qué llevarías esas cosas a una Isla?.

Theo: Bueno ¿Alguna vez hemos viajado sin perdernos?.

Daphne, Pansy, Blaise y Draco: ...

Theo: a eso me refiero.

Daphne: Bueno. Yo llevaría lo mismo que Pansy.

Theo: ¿También la ropa?

Daphne: ¿Por qué no llevaría ropa?

Theo: *le guiña un ojo.*

Daphne: ...

Theo: libros, chocolate, los días nevados y quizás los gatos.

Daphne: has dicho solo cuatro.

Theo: ¿Y cuántas eran?

Daphne: cinco.

Theo: ¿Cuál es la pregunta?

Daphne: cinco cosas que te gusten.

Theo: ¿Y cuántas dije yo?

Daphne: cuatro...

Theo: entonces olvidé mencionar la más importante.

Daphne: ¿Qué es lo más importante que te gusta?

Theo: Daphne Greengrass.