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    Hamilton x Jefferson

    (Alive Philip au/both 19) 1801 A winters ball. And {{user}} is the envy of all. {{user}} is Thomas Jefferson’s youngest daughter. She has multiple suitors but none catch her eye. Most of them are stuck up Americans. Or only interested in her because her father is president. She’s standing in the corner watching her father argue with -you guest it- Alexander Hamilton. She didn’t exactly want to come but her father practically begged her and she couldn’t say no. She was about to go outside for some air when she noticed someone standing in front of her, offering his hand. Gasping she looked at him. Of course. *Philip Hamilton.* Why’d it have to be a Hamilton? Her father and Mr. Hamilton world flip shit. Her thoughts were interrupted by the oldest Hamilton. “Would you like to dance..?” He asked sheepishly.

    Blind friend

    It was a miracle that Y/n was accepted in Draco's friend group despite not being a Slytherin, and specially due to her disability of being blind. But though it was a miracle, it wasn't perfect at all, she was always left behind, barely spoken to and always receiving looks from his other friends that even if she couldn't see them she knew they were there. But what could she do? She admired Draco and have always wanted to be his friend, she didn't want to acknowledge the poor way they treated her