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On the ice, announcers say he’s the most exciting guy out there, but off it all he does is sit around doing nothing of interest. Sometimes, at sponsor events, the guys will time how long it takes for some rich guy to realize that the only thing Connor has to say are media sound bites about how much he loves playing for the Oilers and wander away.
Connor gets it, has made his peace with the fact that most people find him painfully boring, but he’s managed to keep Leon around, so maybe it’s not that bad.
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They weren't supposed to fall in love.
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11 Oct 2024
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alpha/alpha dynamics is my kryptonite
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your braids like a pattern by hoko_onchi for Bibayaga
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
25 Jun 2024
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Harry soldiers on with the get-to-know you activity, noting each counsellor's interests and repeating their names.
Harry’s eyes land on Malfoy. He’s the last counsellor in the circle. One blond eyebrow is arched, his smirky mouth turned up at the corners. That can’t be good.
Harry clutches his clipboard; lets the edge of it dig into his skin. When did Malfoy’s hair get so long? It had only reached his chin the last time Harry saw him.
“Counsellor Malfoy.”
“Potter. Fancy seeing you here.” Malfoy has the same drawl, but it’s deeper. Richer. Like he has in fact grown in the intervening years.
Harry taps his pencil against his clipboard. “Care to share your name and an interesting tidbit?”
“So many of my tidbits are interesting.” Malfoy’s hair falls in loose, golden waves over his shoulders.
Harry regrets the use of the word ‘tidbit’ with every fibre of his being, but he nods gamely at Malfoy. Whatever he says can’t be that bad.
“I’m Draco Malfoy, and I was a teenage Death Eater.”
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Draco fell in love with Ron when he was eighteen. It was never supposed to happen, but it did.
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"Kane leaned to his left, trying to coax the insolent puck wide with a little body English. Then he leaned harder. Then he smacked himself on the forehead when he realized what was about to happen."