u/Alone_Basil3112

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This screams Hermione to me, credit to the author sberrymango on insta (randomly scrolling when I found this masterpiece) for making it!
I love that her hair is the wildest thing about her, its MUAH (blows chefs kiss)

We all love a slightly toxic, slightly jealous, slightly possessive Draco- but where do you draw the line?
I personally read (and love reading) dynamics that I'd probably run from in real life.

Morally grey, but to what point? Forced proximity is lovely, but at what point does it stop being forced proximity and spiral into overstepped boundaries? Jealousy is 🔥 to read, but when does it become controlling?

Sometimes I wonder if reading Dramione (especially the darker fics, not talking about the sweet ones lolol) has made me a little more tolerant of fictional red flags than I should be, or blind(er) than I already am subconsciously.
Does anyone else feel like that, or do you keep fiction and real-life standards completely separate?
What do you guys think?

Anyone else used to eat, sleep, and breathe basketball, then suddenly stop for a few years?

I stopped playing basketball like three years ago because of studies (straight A student, wanted to keep it that way and family pressure to leave it for studies) and I really want to try again, looking to play as a something that I can enjoy although I wouldn't be opposed to playing for a team or neighborhood setting.
Mostly I just want the thrill of it back, the rush of passing a defender and pulling off a move.
The problem is I don't really have any friends who want to play anymore, and I'm pretty socially conscious, so I don't love the idea of showing up alone and asking strangers if I can join.

I also live in the kind of community where people my age don't really play basketball (im not from the states, basketball's a slowly growing sport in my country) and the ones that do are too serious and way too good to play like what I have in mind.
I feel like a kid when I play with college kids (19F here, summer break before college, im REALLY self conscious) but I'm too old to be throwing the ball around with actual kids.

The group I used to play with is still around, but they're really serious now, they train at an academy almost every day, and the thing is I'm little embarrassed and scared they'll recognize me and my total lack of skills because there are very few bb courts, and everyone knows everyone there.

I thought about practicing before going back, but I don't have a hoop at home, and my neighborhood doesn't have a public basketball court.
Honestly I would love a fresh start at it, but here everyone knows everyone and I would want to improve my skills (you need a certain amount of stamina and game to actually enjoy basketball and I am nowhere there yet) either way.
Doing gym and running sessions, but game wise I'm still lacking.
But I still want to get out there.
What would you do?

Hi all!
I'm looking for a specific fic where Hermione keeps coming back to Draco and they keep having sex even though she is in a relationship with Ron (and each time they swear its the last time) and (sometime around Christmas i think? im not sure) she goes back for the last time (even though Draco doesnt know it yet)
Its very gut wrenching angst, Hermione feels pretty bad about it but its like a forbidden drug type of thing, it was pretty short.
I dont remember how it ended, but if anyone does know any fics like that I would be floored to read it again, its been a tick in my mind for months.
Thanks so much!