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33| nsfw| AO3 fic writer of MEDIA CIRCUS: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59889427/chapters/152784049 Dreomione is my religion now. Loved Draco first but Theo stole my soul 💚(Instagram of same username & @nyghtwyngbindery for fic binds)
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My first HP fic!

MEDIA CIRCUS || a rockstar muggle AU in which Hermione thinks she’s taking her first step towards her media management business and instead winds up entangled in the tattoed arms of TWO rockstar lovers.

archiveofourown.org/works/59889427/chapters/152784049
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Nah, same honestly 😅
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HAHAHAHA NO if I did that they would never see the light of day 🤣
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And then, as if she were just as attuned to him as he was her, her eyes roved over the faces around her before coming to a stop on his mask.

Her black painted lips curved up in a sexy smile.
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Theo felt out of breath just taking the sight of her in, watching the blush creep into her cheeks as she realized all eyes were on her.
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In a masquerade inspired twist, she wore an intricately designed white silver mask across her eyes and her right cheek that curved into her hair and seemed to blend seamlessly with the crown atop it.
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The very hair he’d seen her braid earlier was now loose in naturally crimped waves around her shoulders. Deliberate wisps of curls were left at her temples and even in the poor lighting of the party, Theo could make out the golden sheen of makeup across her cheeks and collarbone.
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but pushed her breasts up to make a perfect heart shape along her chest.

With the uneven cut of the tutu and its barely thigh reaching length, the knee high black boots tied around her calves made her legs seem longer, the caramel stretch of skin between them making his mouth water.
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Rather than the catsuit and mask he’d expected of her, she came dressed as an interpretation of the Queen of Hearts.

She wore a red and black leather corset bodied dress, with a sheer red and white triangular layered tutu that not only hugged her body in all the right places
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“I did,” Theo answered simply, pushing his cup back into Draco’s hands before taking a few, slow steps in her direction.

Between hidden glares at the others around him, Theo’s eyes always found their way back to Hermione and the heartracing surprise she’d given him by changing her costume.
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“Fuck me, who’s that?” Draco breathed out beside him and the cup in Theo’s hand shook, sloshing alcohol on the floor before them.

“MINE,” Theo nearly growled.

He heard Draco swear beneath his breath before speaking louder for him to hear. “Christ, THAT’S Granger? Who fucking knew…”
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And with each second, it made his blood boil beneath his skin, his fingers itching for the cool feel of his blade in his hand and the scent of his loyalty on the air.

The only thing stopping him was his own inability to pull away from her allure.
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Or, as in the case of Hermione and her chosen, SECRET costume, the curve of her every inch could make more than a man stiffen in his trousers.

Theo got to watch it from across the room, noting all the eyes that were suddenly on her, NOTICING her as if for the first time. UNDESERVING of her.
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#hpspicetober2025 | #Theomione | OBSESSION (day10)

A woman never seems to understand her power until placed in the perfect situation to display it, not only drawing all of the attention but CONTROLLING it. The bat of an eye or the quirk of a smile could send a heart a flutter.
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HP Spicetober 2025
Day 10: Power
#hpspicetober2025 #hpspicetober

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Exactly. The storyline is so flawed there
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My biggest issue with this story plot right now. Blue looks older than Ryan and the lack of age confirmation for the storyline is killing me.
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Because she was NOT wearing the costume he’d expected and the resulting reactions were driving him mad in a dangerous way.
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whistles as a new guest entered the scene.

As if feeling her presence, Theo knew without a doubt that it was Hermione before he could lay eyes on her. But once he did, they widened behind his own costume, his jaw going slack at what he found.
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“There’s only one thing that will loosen me up tonight,” Theo replied, tipping his own mask up just enough to indulge in a sip anyway.

“Yes, well, until she’s here–”

Draco’s words were cut off as the party mood seemed to shift, conversations morphing into catcalls and
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“She’s probably caught in traffic,” Draco tried to assure him as they crossed paths again, handing Theo a new cup in exchange for the old one. “Here, I’m sure that one’s hot as balls by now. You should really try to drink it while it’s cold. Might loosen you up a bit.”
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Theo had watched as long as he could before leaving for the party, but she’d still been preparing, leaving him desperate for the first sight of her as he walked through the space.

Waiting. Nursing his drink as he circled the crowd for a fifth time in nearly an hour.
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He’d seen her sit at her mirror, fingers making easy work of her hair as she plaited it into long french braids. He’d watched her darken the shape of her eyes with makeup, swiping it clean and starting again when she found even the smallest flaw.
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The way she walked and carried herself through the party, almost looking lost until he’d found her.

This year, last he’d seen her on the camera in her room, she’d been preparing what looked to be a black cat suit, the mask sitting on her bed as she rushed around the room.
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Last year she wore a black, wispy gothic dress & painted her face like a skeleton, adding a sheer black veil along the lower half & accentuating her high cheekbones.

Those years, he knew it was her because of the way she moved.
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down her neck, she’d been stunningly unrecognizable until Theo overheard her hushed conversation with a friend.

The second year she’d dressed in a white sexy bunny costume, the ears spreading into a cowl that took over half of her face.
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The first year she’d dressed as Poison Ivy from the comic books, a large leafy green mask crossing her eyes and bringing out the curve of them more noticeably. Paired with the bright red lipstick on her plump mouth, the temporary spray dyed red hair, & the glittered vinery drawn on at her temples &