At the Yule Ball, every year, Draco sees Astoria sitting at her table, sipping into her age-appropriate beverage, seemingly bored out of her mind.
Draco has a flair for the dramatics
For QL Quarter Finals. All the words these—these strangers—were saying meant nothing. None of them knew his mother as well as he did. Had.
Daphne Greengrass is set up on a blind date by her sister, Astoria, and her brother-in-law, Draco. Will she be able to find love with Blaise Zabini or will evening end in disaster?
Le vent hurlait dans ses oreilles. Pourtant, Astoria continuait de courir. Elle courait pour oublier ou pour se souvenir, elle n'en était plus certaine.
Sometimes the mix of two families can manifest the darkest consequences. — - Mentions/References of Cursed Child. — - Warning: Language, Dark Themes, Moderate Gore Descriptions.
Hermione Granger es una mujer independiente y de mal carácter que no piensa casarse nunca, sin embargo su hermano Harry la obliga a casarse con un tosco campesino ahogado en deudas, ninguno quería casarse y además no logran soportarse. La lucha por el voto femenino es el escenario de esta historia. AU Romione
Through it all, Astoria was pleased to have left a mark.
Narcissa meets her grandson for the first time, and he is beyond perfect.
She would go through it all again, if given the chance.
For Astoria, life has never been fair. Always too painful. Too short. And one day, too soon, she will leave Draco behind. But there is something she wants before it's all over, something the world doesn't seem willing to give — a child. And for that dream, she will do anything. Even if it kills her.
Draco never felt more lost knowing that her time was running out. — - Warning: Slow Character Death.
Draco Malfoy is having a bit of a crisis. Half the time he couldn't believe his dumb luck; this unbelievable woman had chosen him after all the things he'd seen and done. There was a permanent mark branded on his skin to prove how unworthy he was, for Merlin's sake! And yet. Here she was.
He was beginning to understand what it was like to live, not to promote a cause or to advance his own interests, but just to feel alive. He thought he understood that this was what contentment, dare he say happiness, felt like. That was when the nightmares returned.
Theo Nott has a difficult childhood making him shy & quiet, he finds comfort with Daphne Greengrass. Born first, Daphne was always prim and proper. Torn apart by the war, they had to finish growing up with out each other. 6 Years later, will Theo stay shy or fight for Daphne. Will Daphne continue to play the part of the proper daughter, or fight for what she wants. She wants Theo.
This story is about an OC named Anastasia Silverman. She was a 6th Year Slytherin during the Battle of Hogwarts. Please Read.
Astoria is harbouring a secret, one that she cannot keep from Draco any longer. Written for Drastoria Fest on Tumblr and AO3. Set five years after the Battle of Hogwarts.
Draco is ready to start a life with Astoria, his parents aren't.
This was how it was in Narcissa's family, and according to her friends, this was how it was in all Pureblood families. Perfect on the outside, poisonous on the inside. Her grandfathers had hit her grandmothers, both sets of grandparents had hit her parents. So her Dad hit her mom, and both of her parents hit her as well as the rest of her sisters. For the most part, it worked.
Scorpius had loved baking with his mother for as long as he could remember. Once she's gone, he's not sure if he can ever bake again. Albus is determined to make him see things differently.
"you don't know how much I long for your touch right now – your strong arms around my fragile body with my head resting upon your shoulder… it's the last memory I have of you" :: or, a last and bittersweet farewell on a snowy winter's day :: Drastoria.
Mother's Day 2019 is Astoria's last with her family, little do any of them really know. Scorpius is home from Hogwarts for the weekend to spend time with her. Malfoy family fluff and a helping of Astoria appreciation.
OS / UA – "Pansy n'avait pas réalisé que cet événement serait son point de non-retour, que tout son être serait réduit en miette."
Fittingly they gathered in the rain. Like the day Draco and his Astoria first met the day they buried her. His Astoria. The icy chill of the rain breaking through his cloak and making it's way into the icy depth of his heart. He'd known that he would lose her one day. They'd discussed this when they discussed having children but wasn't ready for that day to be this soon.
Draco's POV: Ella está perdida a la distancia y me da la impresión de que pertenecemos a mundos distintos. Nunca creí llegar a pensar así, pero ella está muy por encima de mí. Ni con mis colmillos, ni con mi veneno la podría atrapar. Ella vuela por la infinidad del cielo, mientras yo me arrastro por la tierra. Las serpientes no tenemos alas, ni cazamos mariposas.
Todo iba viento en popa, los preparativos para el día de los enamorados eran perfectos para los Malfoy, pero justamente los hombres tenían que meter la pata. ¿Chocolates especiales para sus maridos? ¿De mujeres de dudosa reputación? ¡Ja! Ellas les mostrarían lo que eran regalos de verdad.
—Traición es traición, sin importar las razones por las cuales se haya cometido el acto —remarcó Hyperion. —Traición es la violación de la lealtad y fidelidad debidas... yo jamás prometí eso —dijo Astoria. Dijeran lo que dijeran, algunas traiciones estaban justificadas. Solo había que ver con que jubilo y cariño, Draco abrazaba a la que sería su esposa.
Las mujeres de antes solo eran eso, mujeres con las que se acostaba o con las que pasaba las noches en las que Pansy lo fastidiaba lo suficiente como para no querer si quiera pisar Malfoy Manor. Ninguna mujer antes de Astoria se había ganado tantas atenciones por parte del hombre rubio.
"Empezando desde aquí, vamos a hacer una promesa... Tu y yo, simplemente vamos a ser honestos. Vamos a correr, nada puede detenernos, incluso la noche que cae sobre nosotros..." Tenían que huir por sus vidas, correr para salvarse.
Dicen que las almas siempre reencarnan en un mismo círculo social, familiares, enemigos, amigos, amores... todos se encuentran en otra vida" Astoria gimió de dolor contenido y dejó que las lágrimas le empañaran los ojos. —Yo sin vuestra merced me muero —murmuró.