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“Is that Hermione with Cedric Diggory?” asks Ron.
“I would hope so,” Ginny says, “she is his Yule Ball date, after all.”
“That’s preposterous. She doesn’t have a date.”
“No, she didn’t want to tell you who he was and you just assumed no one asked her. There’s a difference, Ron.”
TW // angst and fluff
Fred walked through the halls of Grimmauld Place toward the sound of excited laughter.
He thought, whoever was in there, was a happy bunch, hugging and clapping each other on the back like old friends reunited.
“It’s okay,” Neville sighs, cleaning his jumper but unable to get rid of the smell.
“It’s not okay,” Hermione frowns indignantly, “come on, I’ll teach you how to make someone vomit slugs – see how Malfoy likes that.”
She grabs his hand as they head to the library and he blushes.
cw / / ptsd
The wards around Malfoy Manor alerted Draco to a potential intruder. His signet ring glowed blue: non-threatening. He walked to the back door and cast Bluebell Flames at the edges. The person was at the Southeast entrance. The signet still glowed blue.
~cw- break up, slightly crackish, penis is mentioned~
“Ok, just let me think.” Harry said.
“Dear Gods, do we think that is wise?” Draco said, He groaned as Hermione smacked him in the stomach. They sat in the love seat while Theo and Pansy took up the three seater couch.
The fifth anniversary of the final battle, the day Hermione and Sirius both lost their best friends.
She turns up at 12 Grimmauld Place, cheeks damp with tears, leaning up to crash her lips against his, "help me forget.”
It isn’t healthy, but it’s all the comfort they can find.
Himbo Draco Malfoy Pt III
It’s Blaise who tells Draco to keep an eye on Granger.
It’s how their friendship works. Blaise tells him what to do, usually with his wealth or residual family influence, Draco does it, and it always works out for both of them.
“I did it for you.”
Harry and Ron, bloodied and broken. Draco clinging to Hermione’s hand, her safety a reward for betraying them.
("clever and powerful" Voldemort muses, "perhaps you're not even a mudblood")
She wonders if he realises his way of saving her has cost him her love.
“Hermione, wake up love.” Harry softly whispered as he placed butterfly kisses along her shoulder blade.
It was well past noon and the sun light flittering through their blinds cast golden ripples down her exposed back.
nsfw / / age play , teacher / student
Draco stayed in his classroom to finish grading the Potion assignments. He only had two more and then he could…
A soft knock came from door. He cast a tempus: 10:30 pm. After curfew.
He opened the door to…
"It's bigger than I expected. Good premises."
"We have a generous backer. So ... do you approve?"
Hermione tries to look stern, but she can't help but look around Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes in wonder.
"It is impressive magic," she admits with a smile.
Fred grins with pleasure.