ruminations

My Ruminations and Writings

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@HarmonyZutara Sure, rip my heart out

Harmony “I love you.” “You don’t.” “Don’t do that, Hermione. Don’t tell me my feelings.” He takes her face between his hands. “I love you! “ “No, you love the /idea/ of me, Harry. You don’t love me.” Her voice breaks. “How can you love someone who doesn’t love themselves.”

@frankiefickles 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

When Harry tried to take her hand, Hermione turned and left. -- END ??? --

"Sorry," she mumbled. An apology to him and to herself-- for failing to mask, for failing to catch herself before it was too late. "I'm not supposed to be crying," a self-reprimand.

🚨🇵🇸thread of gofundme’s for palestine

@laurelsandlumos I would squeal with joy

@TeslaMalfoy 10000%

@ruminations426 It has to be canon at this point, right? Lol

Midnight Snack - A Drabble for @ruminations426 Hermione groaned rolling over and rubbing her protruding belly. Pulling her wand from her bedside table she checked the time–3 in the morning. ugh. She flopped back down with her back on bed. She was normally a stomach sleeper but

@TeslaMalfoy Aahhhhhhhh!! A harmony for meee. It was perfection!!

tears welling in his eyes. She touched her belly, “his name, Jame Sirius.” He kissed her stomach and then her lips, “it's perfect.” He said simply. He kissed her stomach then her lips. It was she thought. This, this was perfect. //fin

@TeslaMalfoy I love when Hermione is a terrible cook 🤣

“Fuck!” she rushed to the stove where the pan was smoking. Another fucking side effect, forgetfulness. She used her wand to turn off the alarm and turned off the stove. Crying at the burned mess in front of her. “MIONE!” Harry raced into the room, wand raised and shirtless.

@TeslaMalfoy I. Need. More. More of this story and more of your writing and more of youuuuu 😍💚

Hermione’s eyes never left his. “Like what you see Granger?” //fin

//Dramione NSFW - Late A Drabble “I’ll just be a mo!” Hermione rushed through the front door. She was already late for dinner with Ginny and Harry, but after getting sludge from the XXX nest, she needed a quick shower, scourgify could only do so much.

@mspolapotter Ohhhh, I love harmony with teddy 😍🥰😍🥰

"And I'm not taking him away from you, even if it's just on paper." "Of course not. He's gonna have a Mum and Dad." "Wha--?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. "Marry me." x

They'd been more open with their affections since the night Teddy said Mymee, exchanging affectionate touches in the morning and spending time relaxing after putting Teddy down for the night, though nothing had been official. Today was the day Harry planned to change all of it.

@TeslaMalfoy @ru You da best 💚

THIS IS SO ADORABLE. OMG. @ru

@mspolapotter Thank you 💚

@ruminations426 Love this! Feel better soon, bby. I hope your uterus takes it easy on you.🥰

“Okay, well…I can draw you a bath, bring a bin to you, and bring some crackers while you bathe? Also, I know a charm to remove blood stains, courtesy of the job, and can put new sheets on the bed. I refuse to rip any body parts out of you but can look for pain meds. Thoughts?”

@mspolapotter Eventually he learns and doesn't have to ask but knows. 🫠💚

@ruminations426 "What do you need?" LITERALLY THE MOST ROMANTIC THING

Her laughter broke his monologue. He looked at her confused. “Oh, merlin. I needed that.” “It's not an exam?” Hermione smiled and shook her head. “What is it?” She was back to being embarrassed. She bit her lip and avoided his eyes.

AN: I have cramps, I needed comfort. Excuse typos, because I do want to rip out my ovaries but also not really. <3

She smiled back at him. “Yes.” “Alright, lay back and let me get the bath started.” She laid back and watched him roll up his sleeves as he headed towards the bathroom. “I love you,” she whispered. He poked his head back and grinned, “Not as much as I love you.” /fin

"Harry, I'd like to rip my ovaries out but I'd like to keep them in case I want babies but I'm not sure I do or if I can and - maybe a bath would be nice.” She craned her head to look up at him expectantly. He cleared his throat, taking a moment to collect himself and spoke.

“I have cramps, my stomach hurts, my back hurts, my thighs hurt. I feel tired, I'm hungry but I also feel nauseous, I want to sleep but I bled on to bed because my flow is heavy. I feel embarrassed but I also am too exhausted to care,” she took a deep breath and continued.

Eventually the tears subsided and she took a deep breath before turning her head to rest her cheek on his chest.

He felt the dampness on his shirt and knew she was crying. “Maybe you should just cry?” he asked, unsure of how exactly to help. She nodded her head, still buried in his chest, and cried.