Featuring a chaotic Theo, good Narcissa and an Elf who forgets their manners.
Featuring a chaotic Theo, good Narcissa and an Elf who forgets their manners.
She entered the her kitchen and was stopped by a sight.
Part 1
She entered the her kitchen and was stopped by a sight.
Part 1
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The figure before her huffed a laugh — low, dark, and utterly devoid of humor.
“Really, Granger? You think this—thing—can hurt me more than a wand ever did?”
“Shut up, Malfoy.”
The figure before her huffed a laugh — low, dark, and utterly devoid of humor.
“Really, Granger? You think this—thing—can hurt me more than a wand ever did?”
“Shut up, Malfoy.”
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“Come on, climb up!” Hermione called, already making her way up the cherry tree — because apparently, she now craved the freshest cherries the manor could offer. The muggle way.
“Those are very expensive shoes, darling,” Draco drawled from below.
“Come on, climb up!” Hermione called, already making her way up the cherry tree — because apparently, she now craved the freshest cherries the manor could offer. The muggle way.
“Those are very expensive shoes, darling,” Draco drawled from below.
It’s been a long time coming, but I’m still here, still writing ❤️
If you haven’t read it, the basic premise is: What if Draco & Hermione met before Hogwarts? What if their story started as a forbidden friendship?
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It’s been a long time coming, but I’m still here, still writing ❤️
If you haven’t read it, the basic premise is: What if Draco & Hermione met before Hogwarts? What if their story started as a forbidden friendship?
archiveofourown.org/works/478853...
#dramione
Hermione took a deep inhale.
She had no other choice, she told herself, before knocking on the oak door.
“Enter.”
She exhaled slowly, squared her shoulders, and stepped inside.
Hermione took a deep inhale.
She had no other choice, she told herself, before knocking on the oak door.
“Enter.”
She exhaled slowly, squared her shoulders, and stepped inside.
“Who did this to you?!”
Draco seethed, his chest vibrating as he stared at the cut on Hermione’s hand.
“Tell me, Granger, and I swear to all the Gods that be, I will murder them over and over until they’re nothing but bones.”
Day 14: Cut
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“Who did this to you?!”
Draco seethed, his chest vibrating as he stared at the cut on Hermione’s hand.
“Tell me, Granger, and I swear to all the Gods that be, I will murder them over and over until they’re nothing but bones.”
Her eyes definitely looked liked they were about to.
The kiss wasn’t even in the script, but somehow his lips made their way onto hers at the end of Act III.
“YES! YES!” said Bart, “This is the passion we need!”
Her eyes definitely looked liked they were about to.
The kiss wasn’t even in the script, but somehow his lips made their way onto hers at the end of Act III.
“YES! YES!” said Bart, “This is the passion we need!”
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To say Hermione hadn’t planned ahead would be a lie. She may have bought those beautiful green underwear embroidered with tiny flowers, taken an everything shower, and painted her nails a deep forest green to match her undergarments.
TW: Suggestive NSFW
Hermione would never admit it out loud, but part of the reason her relationships ended was that they were… too vanilla.
Not that she ever told them — well she had made suggestions to spice things up, remarks during spicy movie scenes…
Day 5: Vanilla
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To say Hermione hadn’t planned ahead would be a lie. She may have bought those beautiful green underwear embroidered with tiny flowers, taken an everything shower, and painted her nails a deep forest green to match her undergarments.
It was their weekly movie night — something Hermione had dreamt of as a kid. Having enough girlfriends for weekly sleepovers, and a big enough apartment to host them all.
They were halfway through the film when the urge to confess became too strong.
Blame the wine.
“Girls?”
It was their weekly movie night — something Hermione had dreamt of as a kid. Having enough girlfriends for weekly sleepovers, and a big enough apartment to host them all.
They were halfway through the film when the urge to confess became too strong.
Blame the wine.
“Girls?”
Hermione stumbles out of the Leaky Cauldron, nearly faceplanting into the snow-covered walkway. She tilts her head toward the star-sparkled sky and inhales the frigid air. The sting in her chest calms the annoyance rising.
Bloody protective Harry.
Hermione stumbles out of the Leaky Cauldron, nearly faceplanting into the snow-covered walkway. She tilts her head toward the star-sparkled sky and inhales the frigid air. The sting in her chest calms the annoyance rising.
Bloody protective Harry.
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
She'd caught three students smoking shrooms near the greenhouse; five who skipped classes; three who smuggled George's new dung bomb invention (she took note to scold him about it later);
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
She'd caught three students smoking shrooms near the greenhouse; five who skipped classes; three who smuggled George's new dung bomb invention (she took note to scold him about it later);
“Are you free tonight?” Draco drawled from her office doorframe.
“Let me check,” Hermione said, flipping open her agenda. “Hmm…”
He leaned in closer, practically looming over her shoulder. He really was abusing his privileges.
“Are you free tonight?” Draco drawled from her office doorframe.
“Let me check,” Hermione said, flipping open her agenda. “Hmm…”
He leaned in closer, practically looming over her shoulder. He really was abusing his privileges.