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Chapter 4: Fallout
She jumped again. And again. And again. On her twelfth jump, more than she had ever done before, she stumbled on an overgrown tuff of grass and slammed her knee painfully into the ground. 
She let out a sob.
What if she never found Hugo? What if Ron had taken him so far away, she would hit magical exhaustion well before she even got close? What if the blood spell the Malfoy showed her wore off? 
Hermione's lungs were constricting. She brought her uncut hand, shaking, to her forehead. Her skin was damp and clammy. She wasn’t going to be able to find him. He took her son forever. 
The tears came almost as an afterthought. 
Her brain was traveling too fast, already hundreds of miles ahead of her body. Her stomach threatened to hurl up its limited contents. She was spiraling out of control, but she couldn’t even find it within herself to care. 
Panting now, she looked around her for the first time since stumbling to the ground. She was laying in the middle of a dirt road, surrounded on either side by soft rolling hills. 
She was in the middle of fucking nowhere, on the verge of magical exhaustion, and the little light floating above her thumb had only gotten a fraction of a degree lighter. 
Growth and Failure by Kevergreen
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Perhaps it was more selfish of me than I realized, but I couldn't stand by and watch how they treated you.
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And with Chapter 17, she’s done!!!
I can’t believe my first fic is done and completed, brb while I go sob uncontrollably.
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 17 - In Which Narcissa Malfoy has Impeccable Timing
Behind her, Malfoy snorted. She turned to watch his expression in her periphery. He was looking up at the window to their right with an odd sort of wistfulness.
“I will admit,” he started, smiling. “There was a summer I thought about you visiting here.”
Hermione raised a brow, “what, to enjoy the novel experience of bullying me somewhere new?” Malfoy rolled his eyes.
“Not quite the line of thinking 5th year Draco was considering,” he said, finally looking at her. Hermione’s heart rate took off like a horse let out to pasture at his expression.
Malfoy looked away again, “there was a time that year when you were in the library, and you were reaching for some book on the top shelf. You had to have known what you were doing. I think I hardly breathed until you were done. And of course, the book you grabbed wasn’t the right one, so you went back and put it away and grabbed another next to it.”
Hermione’s cheeks were aflame. She both wanted to beg that he stop talking and demand that he tell her more.
“Actually, I don’t think I even blinked,” he said with a deprecating laugh. “Your skirt lifted up just enough that I could see where your thigh began to curve up… Merlin, did that little glimpse of bum star in more daydreams than I’m entirely willing to admit.”
“Well, since you’re being so candid,” she started with a laugh, looking at her shoes. “I may or may not have actually needed the book.”
Malfoy scoffed, “you knew exactly what you were doing!”
“Hey! It’s not my fault if I had a momentary lapse in memory regarding Professor McGonagall’s assignments,” she said.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/115367416
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kevergreen · 1 year
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I’m writing a new fic!!!
It’s going to be a long, drama-filled, slightly dark attempt at explaining how Draco and Hermione could end up together in a mostly canon-compliant way. I love fics starring adult Dramione, so I figured I would give it my own shot. 
The first chapter is posted, for your enjoyment!!!
Growth and Failure - Chapter 1: Failure
Hermione Granger was not a coward. Or at least that’s what she told herself. Because with every passing day. Every passing week. Month. Year. She had less and less faith in that statement.
Because at the end of the day, that’s exactly what she thought of herself.
She was both a coward,  and  a failure.
A wet spot appeared on the page before her, smudging her perfect lines around ‘Seychelles’. She sniffed quietly.
September 1st.
Hermione Granger was not a coward.
But maybe, just this once, she could be okay with being a failure.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44464984/chapters/111841120
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kevergreen · 1 year
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Chapter 16!!!
Wow look at me posting more than once per millennium!!!
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 16 - A Promise Kept
“I have a date with Draco Malfoy,” she whispered, hand coming to slowly cover her mouth. “I have a date with Draco Malfoy.”
Ginny grabbed her shoulders and shook her roughly, "snap out of it woman! Now is not the time for a mental breakdown!"
Hermione could only stare dumbly back at her. “I have a date with Draco bloody Malfoy,” she repeated, dazed. 
Then the panic set in.
“Oh my god, I have a date with Draco Malfoy,” she shrieked.
“Welcome back to earth, Hermione!” Ginny gave her another shake, “what the fuck are you going to wear?”
“What the fuck am I going to wear?” Hermione parroted back in terror. 
The two women stared at each other in mute horror. 
Across the kitchen island, Harry watched the train wreck that was his wife and best friend’s joint realization, that yes, Hermione did in fact have a date with one, smarmy, blond-haired git. His hand was stuck midway to his mouth, mashed potatoes hanging precariously from his fork. 
“Uh,” he started, clearing his throat. “I'd assume you'd wear... clothes?”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/111792544
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kevergreen · 1 year
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THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE SO FAR.
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Draco Malfoy’s face—as a rule—irritated Hermione. But Draco Malfoy’s face plastered all over her favourite book shop? Well, Hermione had not known rage like it in years.
for @lavi-enrose1 - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIMA!
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Art for ff “A fruitless year” by everythursday (2/7 from this art collection. wait for more!)
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Day 58
“You stubborn witch!”
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Chapter 15!!
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 15 - Otters and Arse Tattoos
“Where do you think it would look best?” she finally asked.
Malfoy considered for a moment, “I sort of imagined it somewhere along here,” he said, motioning along his side.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, “oh?”
The Slytherin had the good grace to look slightly bashful. He shrugged, “it’s a popular spot for them these days.”
She smiled, “better spot than any, I guess.”
While she was quite excited to have something a bit daring to show off next time she wore a swimsuit, she immediately regretted the placement once Malfoy moved closer. She was going to have to do some awkward rearranging of her shirt to give him access to the soft spot right below her bra.
Cheeks feeling about boiling, Hermione tucked the hem of her shirt up under her bra, and shifted the whole thing as far up as it would go without letting her breasts completely popping out.
She took in a sharp inhale when Malfoy’s fingers brushed against the sensitive skin, attempting to place the paper on straight.
“Sorry if my hands are cold,” he said quietly.
“It’s alright,” she said. “Just tickles.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/111739120
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Chapter 14!!
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 14 - Nine Days
“You alright, Granger?” he asked, stepping around the counter towards her.
Hermione only lifted the letter in answer, all her giddiness, confusion, and terror shining through her face. 
“Ah,” was Malfoy’s only response, stopping a foot’s length from her. Hermione grappled with the odd sense of loss that he hadn’t stopped closer.
She struggled for a moment, attempting to find words to explain why she was there, why she hadn’t opened the letter yet, why she couldn’t even form a sentence. 
“What do I do now?” She found herself asking instead, voice barely above a whisper. 
The Slytherin appeared momentarily stumped, looking between her and the letter. His features cleared after a moment as if deciding on something.
“Come sit in the back with me,” he said and promptly turned around to walk behind the counter.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/108211410
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kevergreen · 1 year
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My first procreate animation
Love u!
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writing reminders
it's ok to write only for yourself
it's ok to not share your writing with the world
it's ok to want validation
it's ok to write self-indulgent stories
it's ok to write only one genre
it's ok to share your writing regardless of your skill
it's ok to praise your own writing
it's ok to abandon wips
it's ok if you don't write every day
it's ok if you write fanfiction (because people who claim it isn't real writing is wrong)
it's ok to use clichés
it's ok to have a bad day of writing
it's ok to be a slow writer
it's normal to have days in which you doubt the things you write, that doesn't mean you're a bad writer
it's ok to ask for feedback
it's ok to cringe at your old writing
it's ok to hype up your writing online
it's ok to celebrate your achievements
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Vampire’s Kiss 🌙🩸
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Chapter 13!
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 13 - Emotionally Balanced and Nauseous
She felt his body heat before she heard him, and sucked in a startled breath as a strong arm reached around her for the cookie. 
“While I do appreciate the effort you went through to make a single, although horrific… baked good. This,” he picked up the cookie, “absolutely belongs in the rubbish bin,” and unceremoniously chucked the thing into the bin. 
“Excuse you!” she spluttered, still frazzled to find he hadn’t stepped back, “what if I wanted to eat that?”
“And ruin my perfectly acceptable opinion of you?” he asked.
“I don’t care about your perfectly acceptable opinions at all,” she snarked back.
“Oh really?” he asked, still standing behind her. “Then why did you bake apple tarts too?”
“In case you needed… emotional support,” she tried. 
The comment startled a laugh from Malfoy. “Well, excellent because while it went well, I still feel like I need emotional support from two or three dozen of these."
Hermione laughed, finally feeling a bit of the tension disappear as he stepped back from her to grab another tart. “Well if you finish those and still feel unsupported, there are a few apples left to make more.” 
Malfoy let out a completely inappropriate moan that brought the pink back to Hermione’s cheeks. 
“I don’t think you know what you signed up for, Granger. I’m going to walk out of here 30 pounds heavier and absolutely sick to my stomach.” 
“Maybe that was my plan all along,” she said, turning around and leaning back against the counter. She crossed her arms, needing the extra protection from the hulking mass of man in her kitchen.
“To make me emotionally balanced and nauseous?” he asked around his third apple tart. 
“Exactly.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/108016131
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Snowy Days ❄️
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Chapter 12!!
After an awkwardly long hiatus, chapter 12 is here! Work got annoying, and intense, and brain exhausting, but we got there eventually. 
Please enjoy!
Snakes and Daffodils: Chapter 12 - Bite Me?
She patted Malfoy's forearm affectionately. "Maybe I'll have you draw something up for me. I'm thinking 'bite me' in nice, big, red letters."
Her comment knocked a surprised laugh from the man, the pain in his eyes shifting back to lurk in the shadows. "Well, the real question, Granger, is exclamation point or period?"
She tapped her chin thoughtfully, "question mark?"
Malfoy laughed again, this one more relaxed and deep. Hermione smirked to herself as his eyes took on their regular mischievous sparkle. "Bite me?" he asked questioningly.
"Oh, Malfoy. Not in public," she said coyly, pushing his arm slightly.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/35096662/chapters/89326186
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