The Other Otter
@theotherotter20.bsky.social
#dramione
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
December 8, 2025 at 11:26 PM
#dramione
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
Reposted by The Other Otter
Hi friends,
this account is NOT me❗️If you come across it, please report it!!
this account is NOT me❗️If you come across it, please report it!!
@rubleroo.bsky.social Just letting you know that this account (bsky.app/profile/did:...) is impersonating you and trying to scam your followers. Please report this to Bluesky Mod Services, block, and let your followers know that this isn't you.
January 26, 2025 at 5:49 AM
Hi friends,
this account is NOT me❗️If you come across it, please report it!!
this account is NOT me❗️If you come across it, please report it!!
Crookshanks was purring contentedly as Hermione scratched his ears and massaged his back. He affectionately rubbed his cheeks against his mistress's face, enveloping her in his favourite scent – himself.
January 25, 2025 at 7:55 PM
Crookshanks was purring contentedly as Hermione scratched his ears and massaged his back. He affectionately rubbed his cheeks against his mistress's face, enveloping her in his favourite scent – himself.
Draco Malfoy emerged from a wonderful dream, only to realise that he was suffocating. Fighting for breath, he noticed that whatever he was strangled with was soft. And it smelled nice, like vanilla with a hint of strawberry…
January 21, 2025 at 4:32 PM
Draco Malfoy emerged from a wonderful dream, only to realise that he was suffocating. Fighting for breath, he noticed that whatever he was strangled with was soft. And it smelled nice, like vanilla with a hint of strawberry…