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sexualtensiongrowing21 · 20 days

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As the Sun Sets // Dreams // Part Four

TW: Physical abuse

Part Five

Theodores POV:

“It is not me. Trust me Scarlet. Besides, I would be a horrible boyfriend.” I chuckled lightly. Ever since I was pulled off of Adrian while he was getting ready to leave the train last year, Pansy has known it’s Scarlet, who I love.

Scarlet was nestled beside me to fight the cold. I can feel the warmth of her blanket through my robes.

“Any girl would be lucky to call you their boyfriend, you're a great guy. Even if you don't think so. I have met a lot of terrible guys. You, Theodore Nott, are not one of them. You're one of the good ones.” she says grabbing my hand.

Fuck are her hands soft. Don’t stop touching me please. I can't stop the blush that creep to my face. Gods, the scent of Honey, Earl Grey and Vanilla are overflowing my scenes. When she lets go, my hand immediately gets cold from the loss of contact.

All of a sudden she is leaning over me. Fuck. Her breasts are grazing over my cock. All of my blood rushes to my dick, I'm starting to feel myself strain in my pants. Keep it cool Theo. I tell myself, casually wrapping my cloak around myself.

As soon as she sits back up, she’s smiling at me and I feel as though cold water is dumped on me.

Burn marks all over her arm. Some older, some newer. Cuts riddled her long honey toned legs. Is that the word ‘pathetic’ scared over the top of her thigh?

Occluding just like she taught me, I turn away quickly and look out at the water.

I can hear her talking but I can’t stop thinking about who would do this to her? Did she do it to herself? “I have heard that you fancy someone as well. Are you gonna tell me who this time? You must know they need my approval to date my Theodore.” She bumps into my shoulder prayerfully.

I wondered if she would hurt herself like this. Intentionally write that into herself… But she wouldn't do that… My scarlet would never hurt herself intentionally. So who would? My jaw and fits clenching at the thought that maybe it was because of Adrian.

“Hey, I’m sorry Theo. I was just joking. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.” Her words snap me out of my thoughts. Oh bloody hell Theo you're making her apologize. She doesn’t need to apologize for anything. You’re making her sad. She was trying to joke around and you're freezing up.

I need to leave. I have to figure out who did this. I have to leave before I start getting angry. Who is making her feel this way?

Getting up I wipe the grass off my trousers and start to leave. But before I leave she has to kno

“You’re not pathetic Scarlet.” I whisper so quietly that hopefully she didn’t hear me. Looking at her beautiful face then down to the scars that riddle her body, instantly I see her eyes change from the cloudy green to fully foggy.

Of course she would occuled. She has covered herself in disillusionment charms for ceric knows how long. The barley there sheen has always caught my eye but I know better than to ask about it.

Fuck. I feel my heart pounding in my ears as I make my way back to my dorm. Why did I leave her there? She obviously went there to be alone. She didn’t want you there. Stop. She didn’t want you to see her. Stop. She thinks you’re disgusted by what you saw.

I could never be disgusted by her. She’s beautiful. The way her green eyes sparkle when all her doors are open. The way her blonde hair shines in the sunlight. How when she laughs it's the most contagious laugh I have ever heard. She is perfect to me, and I have loved her since I first met her when we were 11 years old at kings cross.

Pansy. I have to talk to Pansy. Maybe she will tell me. She can also hopefully get this ridiculous idea out of Scarlet's head that I fancy her. Why would I fancy anyone other than Scarlet? She’s perfect. What if Pansy doesn't know? I mean she has always been disillusioned. Draco? We are best friends, but that is his family.. He wouldn't betray her like that… If he even knew.

Fuck.

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I couldn't sleep at all once I got back to the dorm. Visions of her being tortured in my head. Everytime I close my eyes all I can see is her in pain. Why was that carved into her leg? Where did those burns and cuts come from? Were those the only ones on her? Are there more words carved into her beautiful honey skin?

I have many matching scars as I saw on her arm all over my body from my father as well. Thankfully I learned healing spells at a young age and was able to heal them all before they were scared.

But why hadn't Scarlet. If she was scared, how come she didn't heal them? Why let them stay? Maybe she couldn't heal them. Maybe she was forced to keep them. Stop. I need to talk to Pansy.

Walking to breakfast I spot her just a few feet ahead of me. She looks better than last night. Not that she didn't look good last night. Just that she looks lighter, happier. Arm in arm with Pansy. Scars clearly disillusioned.

Breakfast was the same as always. Pansy doing her nails, talking about the upcoming halloween dance with Scarlet. Draco and Blaise doing a mediocre job at acting friendly while including Adrian in their conversation about quidditch practice last night.

Then I see Adrian’s hand go under the table to rest on Scarlet’s thigh. My jaw clenches. The thigh with that word carved into her. I see her face flinch at the contact but just for a moment before she occludes a little more and settles back into smiling and chatting with Pansy.

Picking at my eggs and toast I hear Pansy is trying to get my attention

“Who are you taking to the dance Theo?” Everyone is looking at me now. Snapping back on my classic Theo personality. I drawl “Maybe I’ll ask patil to go.” Looking for the twin across a sea of people eating breakfast. Patil and I have been friends for about a year now. Hooking up occasionally but nothing serious.

“I haven’t thought about the dance too much actually.” And if I'm being honest. I was going to ask Scarlet but now that she is with Adrian again I don’t know. “Well Scarlet and I are going to be an Angle and a Devil.” Pansy exclaims grinning wildly.

“Well obviously you will be a Devil Pans because you’re such a bit-“ Blaise was cut short with what I assume to be a kick to the shin from under the table. “Point made” Blaise mumbled under his breath rubbing his shin under the table.

Pansy continued “What will the rest of you be? I know Adrian is going to be an angel as well so he can match Scar.” Pansys voice grew quiet towards the end leaving a distasteful look on her face.

“And because she is my Angel.” He says placing a kiss on top of her head.

“Pans I don’t think I am even going to go. Dressing up is rather childish don’t you think? Plus I have better things to do than hang around a bunch of people who I despise..” Draco argues from beside me.

“Well you’ve been a party pooper all year, so I expect nothing less from you” Pansy said matter of factly “Theo, Blaise? What will you be? If you don't choose anything I will just have you escort me."

"Yeah, yeah that’s fine Pans” Blaise waves his hand in a motion to indicate he doesn’t care. “Sounds great, Pans, maybe I will find my own little devil to take back to my dorm with me” I say while raising my eyes seductively.

With all of us walking to class Scarlet hasn't talked to or looked my way once. I tried to get her attention throughout the day but it's all been short. “Thank you Theo.” “No thank you.” “See you later Theo.” If she was trying to act like nothing happened, not talking to me at all or as usual, isn't normal. She is my best friend. ——————————————————————————————————

After classes are done for the day I make my way through the door of Pansy and Scarlets dorm. I am immediately hit with the smell of vanilla and earl gray. Pansy is fussing over two red dresses on her bed. Different shades of red. One darker than the other. One lighter in color with sparkles and strapless.

“Oh good you’re here!” Pansy exclaims with a clap of her hands. “I need your help deciding which dress to wear. This one?” Flicking her wand she puts on the first dress. Short, sparkly and strapless. And the second. Darker, one shoulder and also extremely short.

“I would definitely shag you in that first one” I say with a flop onto her bed. “First one it is!” Flicking her wand back to her peach satin pajamas.

“So Theo boy. What can I do for you?” She says coming to sit on the opposite end of the bed. “And hexing Adrian is not an option. Though I have been really considering it lately.”

“No hexing as of yet Pans. But maybe later.” I smirk. “I came to talk to you about Scarlet… Ha-“ I was cut off with a groan from the raven haired girl I call my friend. “Theo, listen. I love you, I do. But I cannot listen to you whine about her and Adrian anymore.”

Rolling my eyes “I do NOT whine about her…” Pansy has known about me being in love with Scarlet since 4th year. She caught me beating the piss out of Seamus Finnigan for talking about how much of an annoying swot Scarlet is and caught on even more when I threatened to Crucio Adrian once we found out he was cheating on her.

“The other night she said she had a nightmare.. She looked awful Pans..” Pansy looking sad nods her head. “She gets them every now and then. Quite terrible honestly. Screaming, crying. I often have to hold her down to stop her convulsions.” Horror was written all over my face.

“Who are these nightmares about Pans? Has she told you?” I don't understand. She has never mentioned having such extreme nightmares. Trying to think back on anything that could have hinted to such nightmares, I come up with nothing.

“Her father… But I don't know anything else about them other than what she yells in her sleep. I have tried to ask but she just makes something up. Being late for her O.W.L.S or failing them. Nothing that would make her freak out the way I’ve seen.” She looks over at Scarlet's bed.

“What does she yell in her sleep Pans?” I question quieter than I intended.

Pansy hesitates for a moment. “‘Please stop’ ‘I can't take anymore’. I don't know what’s going on in those nightmares… But it's always the same. She screams as if she is being tortured, then she goes to the bathroom and will come back out like nothing happened. Won’t talk about it or tell me anything.”

Nodding my head in understanding,I stand up, kiss pansy on the top of her head.

Her father? She’s only ever told us that he’s an auror for the French ministry. And that she spends most of her time with the Malfoys because he's away often on missions… None of this makes any sense, and I cent help the thought that maybe she is hiding more.

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lhrryonce · 2 months

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No remedy for broken hearts

pairing: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy

rating: M

WIP: 4/?

summary:

When Draco and Astoria can’t find a cure for Astoria’s mysterious illness, in a last-ditch attempt to save her life, they consult with Healer Granger.

It'll be too little, too late.

“What time am I meeting you at St. Mungo's later?” he asked, not lifting his eyes from his plate.

“I am meeting with Healer Granger at 4 pm. You don’t have to come. I can ask Daphne or Mother to escort me.”

“I have cleared my schedule,” Draco replied drily. How could she assume he had anything more important to do than accompany her? He tried to mask his annoyance. “I want to see what this all entails. I'm not convinced, still.”

“Well, you don’t have to be,” she replied, “I have made my decision. If this is the best option I have right now, I am not going to waste it." She was looking at him now, almost challengingly.

“Roscher said you might get worse in the beginning.”

“I am aware of what he said, I was paying attention.” Unlike you. She didn’t have to say that part.

“I was paying attention.”

“You were occluding,” she snapped.

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nebulablakemurphy · 6 months

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Through Love And By Love (Pt. 19)

Summary: Twenty-Two years ago, Draco Malfoy used the imperius curse to slow Voldemort’s rise to power. No good deed goes unpunished. Warning: this series contains mature subject matter surrounding use of the imperius curse (dub-con), discussions of sexual assault, trauma and mental illness; reader discretion advised.

Part 18

The wizengamont is buzzing, like a hive full of bees, when members of the Malfoy family begin pouring in. Draco surrenders himself. Narcissa and Lucius are there, Archer, Dixie and most of the Weasleys, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, Blaise. Hermione, Harry and Ron are also in attendance.

Rosanna is sat in the very front row of the observation deck, with Leo on one side and Arlo on the other. Each of their respective partners have joined them. Henry tries to lighten the mood, that’s what he always does.

Marko, like Arlo is more calculated, eyes flitting about the room. Taking note of the exits, incase the testimonies become too much for his girlfriend, his first priority is getting her out.

“Today we are gathered to review the details of a crime committed twenty-three years ago. Beginning on the night that Draco Malfoy tampered with the memories of Rosanna McVay and instructed her to leave Hogwart’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, under the influence of the imperius curse. The accused then forced Rosanna McVay onto his estate and imprisoned her for over a year. During which time the victim was forced to engage in sexual intercourse, resulting in conception and full term gestation of a child.”

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“It starts today,” Polaris says, simply.

James nods, very aware of her father’s trial. In fact, he’s using their Hogsmeade trip as an opportunity to distract her. Though she didn’t seem too interested in butterbeer, dragging him around to the back of the pub, to hide from their schoolmates.

“Leo and Arlo are going.” None of the school aged children get to go. “Vega is in shambles. She won’t see me, even if I’m occluding. Says it’ll be too much.”

“I’m sorry.” James breathes, “it’s a pity you can’t just give each other a bit of each. The legillimacy and the occlumency. Then it wouldn’t be so…much all the time.”

“It’s because I’m like him, you know, my dad.” Their talents are not taught, they were born with them.

“There’s worse things to be, Polaris.”

“I know.”

“Is that why you won’t let anyone close to you?”

“You’re close to me.” Polaris points out, hitting him with her icy gaze.

“I want to get closer.”

“That’s how it’ll be, if we get closer. You realize that, don’t you? I’ll be just like him, once I’m in that’s it. Even if you didn’t want me anymore, I’d still want you. I’d be jealous and possessive, I’d be-”

“You’re not gonna become a different person.” James knows how she is, all of the best and worst things about her. “You’ll still be you.”

Polaris blinks at him, slowly.

“In a few months, we graduate. I want to play quidditch for the Ballycastle Bats, there’s been a couple scouts out to see me already. Come with me, Polaris. We can see the world together, we can go wherever you want. I’ll be with you and no one else.” James promises, taking her face in his hands.

“Why?” She covers his fingers with her own.

“I love you, nitwit. Have I not made myself perfectly clear?”

“But why?” Her blue eyes are comically large.

“Dunno really, maybe it’s your stupid hair,” he tugs at it, the same way he has since they were children. “You’re snippy and moody and don’t like to share. But more than that, you’re a laugh and good listener and you think things through. You always have a plan, which is well suited for me because I’m an idiot.”

Polaris bites back a grin as she rolls her eyes, “an impulsive idiot.”

“Exactly!” He agrees, “you’re the one who should be contemplating whether or not you really want to be stuck with me, not the other way around. You’re brilliant. I’m just James.”

“Just James.” Polaris presses her lips into a firm line. He is so much more than that.

Last names are heavy.

Potter.

Malfoy.

Sometimes it’s nice to shuck them off. “Come with me and we don’t have to settle. I won’t ask you to marry me, we don’t need to have kids. We’ll just be together and do whatever the hell we want.”

Polaris sighs, surely it can’t be that simple.

“I’ll love you forever.” James brushes his knuckles over her cheek.

“I don’t know what to say.” She admits, her chest is painfully tight.

“Say yes, Polaris. You’re not too much for me, you’re exactly what I want.”

“I love you.” The words are like lead on her tongue.

“See, that wasn’t so terrible, now was it?”

Polaris shakes her head.

“Now we’ll need to practice, so you can say it without looking peaky.”

“Shut up.” She snogs him then, behind the little Hogsmeade pub.

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“Paint us a picture of what your time at Malfoy Manor looked like during the war.” The councilor instructs.

Rosanna swallows hard, all eyes are on her now; with pity, guilt, distaste, even fear. She finds Draco, his stare is raw, possessive; as if he’d sooner serve a life sentence in Azkaban than to watch her relive it. “I was well cared for. Draco was responsible for most interactions between us and Voldemort. He trusted Draco more than he trusted me.”

“And when Draco was instructed to…perform his duty to the dark lord, what did you do then?”

Rosanna lowers her gaze. “What we had to.”

“At any point were you restrained, during these sessions?”

“No.” Never, Draco wouldn’t have been able to…

“Where were your hands?”

Are you comfortable with your arms there?

“Beside my head.” Against lush pillows and a thousand thread count sheets.

“Where were Mr. Malfoy’s hands?”

“Holding mine.”

“He was pinning you down?”

“No.” Rosanna sighs, “I was able to move.”

“Yet you didn’t.”

“Correct.”

“Were you instructed not to move?”

Draco looks like he might be sick.

“No.”

“How much control would you say you had over your own actions, at this time?”

Rosanna pauses, choosing her next words carefully. “Eventually, I broke free from the imperius curse. I think at any point, I could’ve stopped him but I didn’t. We agreed to do whatever it took to stop Voldemort, or at least slow him down.

Draco never hurt me, he never restrained me, forced himself on me or ordered me to be still. It was not the horrendous act some people believe it to be. I asked him to use the imperius curse. I knew what it meant. I knew how much I was asking. It worked, we have all the evidence necessary to prove that.

I don’t regret aiding the war efforts, but Draco is still facing consequences for my decision, and for that I will always be sorry.”

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There’s a crunch of ice, snapping beneath the sole of a shoe. James takes a step back from his…Polaris, thinking they’ve been caught, snogging behind the pub.

“Polaris?”

Polaris turns toward the voice. It’s not a prefect, or a professor. “Vega?”

“I’m sorry for what I said.” Vega picks at her nails, anxiously. “It was a terrible thing to say, that I wouldn’t see you. You’re my sister, of course I’ll see you.”

Arlene is there too, James realizes, keeping her distance. Clearly for emotional support.

“It’s alright, I know it’s a lot for you. Especially now.” Polaris forgives her, she always forgives her.

“You’re my sister,” Vega repeats.

Polaris trudges over through the snow, tossing both arms around her twin.

“So we’re chopped liver, huh?” James’ prods Arlene, lightly with his shoulder.

“Yes and no.” The girl replies, the ghost of a smile playing at her lips.

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Draco hasn’t thought about those first few months of Rosanna’s pregnancy with Leo. Not voluntarily, not in years. But the penesive brings it all back. How the dark lord ruined it. His first time feeling Leo move, making the idea of her so very real; tainted. Ruined. Robbed of the joy that little girl would bring him. Robbed of the look on Rosanna’s face when she felt their baby kick. He couldn’t escape it, he was always in that room.

Now Leo can see it too. A courtroom full of strangers can see it. Draco loves Leo. He’s always loved Leo. But it had been different with her and he spent the rest of his life trying to fix it. To somehow make it up to her. His perfect little girl, his first born child.

Leo is not surprised by these memories, her father was always at war with the idea of her. Not with her as a person, but the concept that her existence was in some way detrimental to her mother and that it was his fault.

Her father is divided into parts. The world unrelated to Rosanna exists somewhere far from him. With her at the forefront, in screaming color. Then comes their children, a place which touches Rosanna, but separate.

Once removed is her friends and family, his job at the ministry, all of the things she cares about.

His actions are not that of a callus or cold man who hated his unborn child. Rather of an eighteen year old boy, who did nothing but protect his child. It was not a lack of love which fueled his lack of attachment, it was fear.

Leo hopes that one day her father can make peace with it.

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"This case has been incredibly difficult to navigate. The testimony we’ve heard, is unprecedented by any other." The speaker for the wizengamont announces. "We have considered: Draco Malfoy's age at the time of his actions, his determination to aid in the downfall of Voldemort, and the unwillingness of the only surviving victim to press charges. The members of this council hereby find Draco Malfoy guilty.”

“That’s alright, darling.” Narcissa leans down to her daughter-in-law. “We’ll file an appeal and-”

Rosanna continues staring, unblinking at her husband, communicating without words as the room erupts into hushed whispers.

Arlo reaches to the row behind them for her grandfather. “We’ll fix this, there has to be a way?”

Lucius says nothing, clenching his jaw as he pats her outstretched hand.

“He is sentenced to fifteen years imprisonment, and ordered to pay one hundred thousand gallons in damages, to Rosanna Malfoy, every calendar year for the rest of his natural life.”

“They can’t do that.” Leo protests. More than anything she wants to run to her father and tell him that it isn’t his fault. That she doesn’t think any less of him, but she won’t shout it in front of a room full of people.

“This is outrageous!” Lucius shoots up out of his seat.

The council woman narrows her eyes. “With the minister’s approval, we are willing to convert his years as an auror into time served. Draco Malfoy completed his sentence as of last June. Finally, we hearby declare that Draco Malfoy will receive two hundred thousand gallons per calendar year, in reparations for the gross mishandling of his case files and for efforts made to aid the order in the second wizarding war.”

Draco Malfoy is a free man.

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asifyoucouldoutreadme · 2 months

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Excerpt, Chapter 15: Pansy

“Bullshit like this is the exact reason I should still be going on missions with you two idiots.” Pansy exhaled from around a cigarette, practiced lips keeping it safely in place. “I imagine there were several signs that this was a trap, but as dense as you both are—”

“Don’t you think we could talk about this after you’ve closed the gapping hole in his leg?” Draco chastised, wincing as the words left his mouth. It would only wind her up more.

“I can do both!” She snapped, ripping through Blaise’s pant leg with a flick of her wand. Her quick, impatient hands cleared the blood to observe the wound beneath.

“Of course you can, wildcat. Your voice is balm to my soul.” Blaise mumbled from between his hands. He was laying prostrate across the examining table of Theo’s lab, face cradled in his arms as he attempted to Occlude the pain. Some Weasley - Draco could never tell them apart - had gotten in a cheap shot to his back, ripping a hole through his thigh the size of a snitch. The battle had been on the upswing until that moment, so having to flee with the wounded Blaise was a sizable setback. All that blood and nothing to show for it.

“Don’t wildcat me, Zabini.” Pansy said as she levitated the necessary potions and first aid supplies to her side. “Who did it?”

“One of those Weasleys.” Draco provided.

“Charlie.” Blaise hissed as Pansy prodded his open wound with her wand. She lifted a manicured brow, a devious smile on her face.

“You’ll just have to kill him.”

“Your wish is my command.” Blaise said, watching her from over his shoulder. She frowned when he threw her a wink.

“How do you know which one it was? Those brothers all look the same.” Draco asked.

“Draco, the man has a giant dragon tattoo.” Blaise said with bewilderment.

“You’re the spymaster. I don’t need to know their names. Just point me in the direction of where you want them killed.” Draco shrugged.

“Not this one.” Pansy whispered, her face and words focusing on her husband with deadly intent. Blaise met her eyes, a quick nod signifying his acceptance of the task. Though he was not one to hold personal grudges in a war of survival, his wife was another story and he would happily provide her with the revenge she sought. She was not a flowers and chocolates sort of woman; Pansy’s love language was violence.

The Empress of All Maladies

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Hello! I've been searching for a drarry fic and can't find it. It was post-war. I think Harry is an auror? One day he suddenly starts feeling pain while at grimmauld place and draco comes through the fireplace of grimmauld place. Draco was hit by some curse (I might be wrong on this) while he and blaise were investigating a case together. When they are together.. the pain lessens. Draco and Harry find out that they have had memories hidden from them behind a barrier in their minds. They gradually find out that Harry and draco were talking in 6th year and also fell in love later. Their memories were occluded by Hermione at their request to avoid danger to draco while in the manor. Hermione knew all this but was under an unspeakable vow. During all this Harry draco reconnect as adults and get together again. And Harry named his pet Lucy which teen draco told him he'd name his pet (after his father lol). Blaise is friends with Harry too. There is a smut scene towards the end of the fic, just before they go to hospital for he final appointment.

Could you or your followers please help? I hope the details will be enough. Thank you.

We believe you are looking for For The Greater Good by jadepresley (59k, M)

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Review: MANACLED by Sen Lin Yu @senlinyuwrites

Published: 2018-04-27 Completed: 2019-08-19 Words: 370,515 Chapters: 77/77

𐌌𐌀𐌍𐌀𐌂𐌋𐌄𐌃 Swipe for the summary, my personal favorite quote, and review. 🌹 Manacled is the first Dramione fanfic I ever read. Initially, I had doubts reading this masterpiece should be the first Fic I should read. At the end of the day, I did not regret anything.

"ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴᴀᴄʟᴇᴅ" REVIEW:

Phenomenal, this book changed me I can truly say. Everything was so well written from the gruesome details of every injury, the healing process, and also the character build-up. Ms. Sen was so true in giving us the feels in this Fic, every chapter was so unpredictable. Honestly, I had to occlude bring my walls up for every climax because I knew that it would hurt me if something wrong happened and for the first time reading it I think I regretted it but I can always read it again. Even with the description of every spell and every occlumency and Leigillemence I could feel it throughout my body as well as every ache of her body and her mind collapsing because of her anxiety, I felt so sorry for Hermione but I know she would always be that Gryffindor girl we all know she is. I’m so proud of her for holding it for that long. I desperately need Draco's POV on this, because I can’t imagine how broken he was I want to know how he coped and how the heart of Iris had an effect on him

The Flashback had moments were I was so pissed off but Oxford Draco will forever live in my head rent-free, and he will forever be my comfort character. The first few chapters were so hard to push through, so hard, so gruesome but once you’re in you’re in for the long run. I was prepping myself for a painful ending. Flashback was a chef’s kiss. I also love how I can pinpoint the subtle homage to the original J.K. Rowling books.

The Ending was so emotional. They both deserve everything. I understand Draco’s place, he didn’t have anything planned so it was a bit overwhelming. Ms. Aurore was a mini Draco, she might look like Hermione but she was Draco throughout. I love how Ms. Sen just portrayed every character properly and gave enough time to build each one up.

Daddy Draco will have a place in my heart he deserves to be a girl dad, he is an awesome girl dad. Ms. Ginerva Potter, you go girl! I just wish we had more fanart of James and Aurore. I wish James good luck, if only he knew how Draco and his father were before hahah I will pray for him.

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ENGLISH: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14454174/chapters/33390198

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Gryffindor Red: Chapter 14

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... Hermione feels only a small amount of guilt for sidling off, but it’s hardly her business, is it? She’s here to learn, she reassures herself, laying her things out neatly, as Lavender’s shouting is in no way quietened by Professor Lupin’s reluctant involvement -

“Rather eviscerated him, hasn’t she?” Riddle greets her neutrally as the rest of the class enters, but the twitch of his lips tells her all she needs to know. “Poor Weasley - I’d hate to be compared so eloquently to -” he cocks his head to catch the now-muffled words, as Lupin appears to have simply given up and just shut the door “- what was that? Having all the passion and commitment of half a slug?”

His brow furrows slightly, looking confused and so unlike his usual self-assuredness, that Hermione can’t hold back her own half-smile. “Do you remember, in second year, when Ron tried to curse Malfoy with a broken wand, and then vomited up those fat, black slugs all over his stupid, hundred-Galleon pair of dragonhide shoes -”

Riddle lets out a genuine chuckle at the memory, twisting towards her in his seat. “Merlin, that was ages ago - do you know, Malfoy still can’t bear to so much as even pick up a Flobberworm now?” he murmurs conspiratorially, as she leans closer to hear his low voice. “You didn’t hear it from me, of course, but whenever he exercises his Pureblooded right to be particularly obnoxious, he finds his shampoo mysteriously replaced with Ever-Oozing Troll Slime …”

Some small, nasty facet of her personality - one that she rarely indulges - is elated to confirm her suspicion that all is not as harmonious as it would seem in the House of Slytherin: despite his outwardly friendly demeanour, perhaps Riddle, too, dislikes Malfoy?

“Does he suspect who the culprit is?” She doesn’t expect him to be honest with her, to indict himself, but -

“Well, for some reason, he was convinced it was the Weasley twins for the longest time,” admits Riddle with a faux-bashful smile that she sees straight through, “and he thought it would stop with their graduation. But when it happened again at the start of term, dear Draco ended up Hexing poor Blaise, and you can imagine how well that went down - about as well as Madam Zabini’s second husband in the Thames - ”

Her bright peal of laughter is loud and unexpected, even to her, and he looks up at her through those unfairly long eyelashes, lips parted, a sly gleam in his eye that causes the breath to catch in her lungs, and she really ought to Occlude before -

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ao3

#hermione granger #tom riddle #tomione #hogwarts #fanfiction #harry potter #gryffindor red #never ending tension #they're idiots your honour #two genius idiots

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“Don’t call me a liar again,” he hissed, his nostrils flaring as his occluding walls fell apart.

She looked him in the eye.

“Liar.”

Draco squared his jaw, clenching and unclenching his hands to release some of the tension rolling down his body.

Seer Draco is back! Read chapter 6 on Ao3

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wip snip 2.3

thank you for the tag, @m0srael! i'm still plugging away at turkey baster fic, wherein draco is still on his quest for a suitable sperm donor (but hasn't taken harry up on his offer. yet.)

in this (rather long, sorry!!) snippet, harry has dropped off ginger foster kittens, and he and draco are talking, as they often do in this fic, about getting pregnant.

“Are you going to try it for yourself? You seemed interested.” Draco doesn’t clarify what he means, mostly because he wants Potter to. While he can admit that Potter would, will, be a brilliant father, he doesn’t love the idea of Potter stealing his idea and making a go of this, either on his own or with someone else. All right, he hates the idea of Potter making a go of this with someone else, purely for the sake of young 20-year-old Draco who learned the hard way not to fancy blokes like Harry Potter, but doing it on his own doesn’t sound good to him either; chances are he’ll be better at it than Draco, because that’s how their lives have always worked.

Potter shakes his head, and Draco all but Occludes to hide how relieved he is. “No, that wasn’t quite what I was interested in.” He gives Draco a significant look there, and Draco just blinks back at him, missing whatever implication he’s supposed to glean before narrowing his eyes.

“Ah. You don’t want to be the one to carry?”

“No, I don’t—never mind. No, it’s more like I’ve taken your advice; I shouldn’t give up on doing it with the partner I want. I’ve just felt a bit—stuck, I suppose. I’m not sure what to do next.” Potter frowns thoughtfully, the kitten back in his big hands, rubbing absentmindedly through the tufty fur.

“Well, you’re not on a time limit, like I am,” Draco says, going slightly cold at the thought. He’s lost nine weeks to using the Book of Sperm; less than four months is a terrifying lack of time. He knows he’ll have to discuss different options with Healer Harper the next time he visits, but he’s dreading the thought.

“I understand, a bit, why you don’t want to lose this place,” Potter tells him, looking at the pet room all around them. “It’s so—you. And the garden—I would kill for your garden.”

“Bertrand’s going to rip it up,” Draco says. It’s satisfying how pinched Potter’s face goes, like he really does understand how devastating that would be. “He knows how much I love it; he’s told me how he wants to destroy it. I can’t—I won’t let that happen.”

“And there’s no other way?” Potter asks, before scrambling to add, “Not that I think you won’t—I mean, you’ll be fantastic with a baby, no doubt about it.”

“Really? No doubts at all?” Draco grins, expecting Potter to join in on the joke, but he just raises his chin stubbornly, nodding firmly.

“Not even one.” The moment hangs between them, oddly charged. Draco, of course, can’t help thinking that Potter has changed his tune, though he manages not to snipe that out. He knows that, rationally, knows that how Potter feels about him has changed; it’s the only reason they’re in this same room together, surrounded and covered by kittens Potter is entrusting to Draco’s care.

“Thank you,” Draco says, and then he clears his throat and gestures at the kittens, dipping his head to nuzzle the one at his shoulder slightly, stroking the one in his hand. “And thank you for—them. I needed this, really.”

“I did promise you were next up, and you’re always brilliant with them. Though, I should warn you—I don’t think you’ll have them for very long. Kneazle hybrids usually get snapped up fast, and Millie has a friend who might want two.” Potter’s shoulder slump apologetically, but Draco waves at him dismissively.

“I know how this works, don’t worry. I won’t get too attached.” Out of the corner of his eye, Odette seems to appear from nowhere on the wall, a dark gray cloud swishing her tail teasingly, proving him wrong. He ignores her pointedly to grin at Potter. “Do they have names yet?”

“Nope. Be my guest.”

“Excellent.” Draco sets down the kitten he’s holding next to the one between his legs to rub his hands together greedily, and he watches with delight as the two of them immediately curl up together, the feather toy held between them and poking out from between their little kitten bellies. “All right, since these are Weasley kittens, and there are seven of them—”

“Oh, you git—”

“—I think these two are Fred and George. This one up here—” He reaches up to stroke the one on his shoulder, smiling at the purring that elicits. “—is the dragon one, what’s his name? The fit one who said I was cute that time—”

“Charlie,” Potter bites out, face clouding, though he’s clearly also holding back a laugh.

“That’s right, you’re Charlie, aren’t you? Perfect. And those over there, the sleepy ones—Ronald, of course, he’s the one getting his turn at a bath from Beau, surely he needs it—and which ones are girls?”

“There are two girls; this is one,” Potter says, holding up the one that Fig is so fascinated by. He grins over at Draco. “George is a girl, too.”

“Wonderful. That one’s Ginny, then, of course—the one all over you—”

“She’ll punch you out for saying that, you know.”

“Yes, she does often resort to violence, that works perfectly. And that leaves Percy and Bill over there with Beau, right? Have I got them all?”

“You have.” Potter is faintly beaming at him, and Draco can’t help his slightly dopey smile back, forgetting to be self-conscious about it. There’s something too delightful about all this, too comfortable and joyous.

#turkey baster fic #drarry #drarry fic #drarry fic snip #mpreg #my fic #wip snip #the way this fic is half about draco trying to have a baby on his own #and half just gratuitous descriptions of pretty gardens and cute kittens #excited to post this for spring it's very on season #also this snip is so long because i need you guys to understand what an oblivious idiot draco is in this fic #very important

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your great deserts repay

your great deserts repay https://ift.tt/phlPqFd by middlemarch ...“I really wish I could have gotten to know her,” Hermione replied, watching Draco’s profile as she spoke, “Everything you tell me about her just makes me think we would have gotten on splendidly.” His eyes finally returned to her, still cool and distant, but with a slight warmth buried deep within: occlumency holding several feelings back from her. “Like a house on fire, I assure you.” -- "an ever-fixed mark," ninepiecesofcrait This is what "getting on splendidly" looks like, when one of you is on the other side of the Veil and has no plans to pick-up a side gig as a ghost. Matagot is there, as always, for the assist. OR, watch as I fangirl/person all over "an ever-fixed mark." Words: 4526, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Scorpius Malfoy, Astoria Greengrass, Harry Potter, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Astoria Greengrass/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Scorpius Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Astoria Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass & Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Epilogue, Alternate Universe - Post-War, Marriage, Dad Draco Malfoy, Domestic af, Epistolary, Gift Fic, Love Letters, wives dishing, semi-sentient magical house for the win, Matagot is always the best wing-creature, references to NottPott, Family, Family Dynamics, less Occluding, so many parentheticals, in which Hermione's interior monologue has an interior monologue, references to Regency romance, well-read women, Teasing, Kid Fic, cooking as a love language, Spoiling Kink Returns, Language of Flowers, Does Not Pass the Bechdel Test, Names, Blood Curses | Blood Malediction (Harry Potter), some world building of my own, references to period sex, Female Gaze, POV Hermione Granger, Adult Hermione Granger, Adult Draco Malfoy, good stepmother Hermione, Female Friendship, writing the author's note was a whole PROJECT, strongly in the 'grey' camp over here, Fertility Issues, subtly secular Jewish heritage Hermione Granger, the sex scene is a fade to black via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/Q7SO1hZ March 02, 2024 at 01:43PM

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Draco was wiping the counter when Harry Potter came into the shop3

(I love how long this title is)

Two people already asked; I guess because you can tell it's H/D. The document title is named that because that was the first line of the fic and I couldn't be bothered to come up with how to save it.

Anyway, this is a coffee shop AU, except not really an AU because it's EWE and otherwise canon. The premise was that Draco works in a Muggle coffee shop. It's not that far from the Ministry of Magic and Aurors start getting coffee there. Eventually Harry comes to check it out because he hears Draco works there; although there was an alternate version where Harry first discovers Draco there because a suspect was spotted at the shop or something similar and Harry comes to investigate.

The fic was really supposed to be about Harry's sexuality; he's struggling with Ginny and they break up, and then for a while he's very confused because he thinks he's supposed to be dating but isn't really feeling it. Then he starts thinking he might be gay but really feels like he has no idea how to tell.

Draco meanwhile has been in lust with Harry since like first year and has tried to do some very healthy things to get over it, such as throw away a very vast, heavily labeled collection of memories he puts into his Penseive to get off on, and become so proficient and Occlusion that he doesn't even know when he's Occluding most of the time. So when he hears Harry is struggling with his sexuality he VERY CASUALLY (as is Draco's wont, because of the Occlusion) offers to show Harry the ropes, as it were.

Harry has been coming to the coffee shop a while now and almost thinks of Draco as a friend; Draco has this bartender role a bit where Harry will talk about cases and then later personal issues and Draco nods and listens and offers encouragement. So when Draco offers VERY CASUALLY to sleep with him Harry is like well why the hell not.

So they kiss and maybe touch a little and Harry pretty much instantly knows HOLY SHIT I'M SO GAY and also we the reader know but Draco remains oblivious and Occludes so hard that he actually manages to succeed in acting like it means nothing to him. And then Harry wants to do more and so of course Draco says yes and Harry is right off the bat extremely intense and passionate and into it and it's obvious to the reader that he's pretty much fallen head over heels now that he understands more about his sexuality, and Draco acts like it's nothing.

And this goes on for a while and eventually Harry is like look, I care about you, and Draco acts like it's nothing. He kind of assumes it's a phase and Harry will get over it, best to protect himself.

And they continue to sleep together for a while and at last Harry can't stand it and is like, I'm not sure I can really do this anymore because I'm so in love with you and I know you don't care about me, and it's killing me. And Draco opens his mouth to say he does care--but can't.

Like he literally can't; he's Occluded so much that he's actually magically fucked up his ability to share his emotions even verbally; and Harry is like "say something" and Draco is like "I can't," and Harry is like "ok but why can't you" and Draco can't explain that either; the Occlumency has fucked him up so much that he actually can't stop Occluding against even explaining the situation.

So Harry eventually leaves and we are very sad and Draco gets therapy and Harry eventually starts dating Michael Corner or somebody and maybe they're even going to get married or something and Draco finally unfucks himself up enough to be able to tell Harry what was happening like two years ago and Draco knows it's too late but he's loved Harry all along and happy ending.

#oh right #i forgot the title was anti-dote #because originally there was a potion that made him unable to state his feelings #but originally it was harry who couldn't say i love you?#then i realized draco is even more repressed than harry #then i realized i've been wanting to do a story on harry's sexuality for a long time #then someone told me they hated coffee shop aus so like #out of spite i wanted to write one #so it was really 3 different stories #h/d

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As the Sun Sets // Cruel and Evil // Part Seven

TW: blood, gore and mentions of physical and mental abuse

*Please be aware of the trigger warnings for this chapter as it is dark and some themes may be triggering or hard for some readers.*

Theos POV

They have been gone for two hours. What could he possibly want with Scarlet? She isn't marked and neither are her parents. She shouldn't even be part of this war. She isn’t like them, like us. Cruel and evil. She is friends with the stinking golden trio for bloody sake!

She is one of the good ones.

With a crack I whip my head over to where Draco and Scarlet left hours ago. Loud, ear shattering screams are coming from the girl in Draco's arms. “Muffliato now Theo!”

Draco is covered in blood as he rushes over and places her on my bed. She is without a shirt, screaming. It's then that I see the blood is hers. Her arm is covered in what looks like cigarette burns, cuts and a large scar across her left eye. More scars are littered across her chest.

My heart stops. I am frozen. I can't breathe…

“THEO NOW!” Draco's yells bringing me back to reality. I take a deep breath and occlude. Then grab my wand to cast the spell.

“Wh… What happened?!” I finally find my voice, trembling, while Draco is trying to heal the large cut across her collarbone. She's thrashing around on the bed and he can't get her to lay still in order for the incantation to work.

“You're going to have to hold her down Theo. She was splinched... Please. Hold her down.”

I run over to her but as soon as I reach down to hold her other arm, her screams intensify.

“NO. NO PLEASE.” She's begging, fear clear in her eyes. “DON'T TOUCH ME. DON'T TOUCH ME.”

I jump back, hands in the air and eyes wide looking from the bloody girl to Draco. “I- I didn't…” Draco stops trying to keep her still. Gripping his wand so hard that his knuckles are white.

He then looks at me for a second with a frown. He bends down slowly and whispers something into her ear, which seems to calm her slightly.

“You're going to have to do it Theo. I have to hold her down. She's not going to let anyone else touch her.” Draco sits next to her on the bed, leaning over her to hold both of her arms down and whispering in her ear again.

“Shh you’re safe. He's not here. I won't let him touch you.” Confused, I come to stand near and start the incantation.

Slowly her laceration closes and her screams become quieter. Her labored breathing slowed down so much so that you can barely tell she's breathing.

Draco lets out a shaky breath before hesitantly getting up to get a washcloth in order to wash all the dried blood off her chest.

Once the room is quiet again and she is asleep (or passed out) I can finally start to piece together what just occurred.

“What the fuck happened…?” I ask quietly while eyes glued to her chest, watching it move up and down ensuring that she is still breathing.

“She was…” He gulps. “She was punished…” Draco looks towards me, his face is sullen. “Since we haven't fixed the cabinet yet. He went into her mind--” He takes a shuddering breath before he can continue.

“He had them Crucio her till he could get through.” He sighs deeply. “She fought so hard, but I could see her start to break… They just wouldn't stop…”

Tears slowly cascading down the blonde boy's face as he looks over to the girl who has always been like a sister to him.

He leans with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Voice going quiet. “I just sat there. I sat there and did nothing…”

I walked over to her and put a blanket over her bra-clad chest and sat next to Draco. Putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Why wouldn't she let me touch her?” I ask quietly, scared to know the answer. Knowing the types of people who occupy The Dark Lord's inner circle, I can only imagine what they would do with a beautiful girl like Scar.

“They all were there, looking at her. Drooling over her.” Draco's voice is rough. “I couldn't stop them, Nott.” His voice breaks recalling the events of the last couple hours.

“If we don't fix it.” He hesitates before looking over at Scar asleep and then back to me. Completely void of all emotion. “She will be punished far worse than you can imagine.”

Swallowing hard, I look to the boy next to me and I muster “How can I help?”

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Draco POV

It's been three days since the meeting at the manor. Scarlet hasn't really talked about it, just spends all her free time in the room of requirement. Theo offered, no, insisted that he help us, but Scarlett refused. She told me that she didn't want him to get caught up in this with us. That he doesn't deserve to be punished if for any reason we can't get it to work.

I tried to reason with her, tell her that three minds are better than two but she has been adamant. She loves him too much.

“He's smart Scar. We could use him.” I say from the couch that we transfigured weeks ago. We have been in here for hours and nothing. We successfully got a bird through, but it was dead once it was sent back. We are so close I can feel it.

“No. I don't want him involved. The less he knows the better…” She has been flipping through the same book for about 30 minutes trying to figure out what went wrong.

“Scar… I know you care about him.. But look who his father is… He is in the middle of all of this just as much as you and me.” With a slam, she throws the book she was reading across the room. “WE care. WE care about him, Draco. You heard the Dark Lord said. He was talking about marking him! I didn't want it for you and I certainly don't want it for him.”

She made me promise not to tell him everything that happened the other night.. With the others...With his father.. I reluctantly agreed because it would do more harm than good. He would do anything for Scarlet, even if it meant getting himself killed.

“He would do anything he can to help us.” I say calmly trying to hold back my annoyance at the stubborn girl in front of me.

“When we showed back up at the dorm after… everything…. I had to charm him to the chair. He wanted to go to the Manor and take your place, Scar. He doesn't know you're already marked. He thinks he can save you.” I look at her. “It took two hours to convince him that it was a horrible idea to go to The Dark Lord without being summoned.”

I sigh as I get up from the couch to stand in front of her. “I can't keep lying to him, Scar.” I say quickly.

I have known Theo loves Scar since he accidentally let it slip last year when Scar first started seeing Adrian. It was right after Theo found Adrian snogging Daphne Greengrass in an alcove by the potions classroom. I had returned to our dorm seeing it utterly destroyed.

He told me everything after that. Finding Adrian cheating, the years of him fighting his feelings for her. Which all made sense seeing how calm he always was around her. As if she was the only thing in his life keeping him afloat.

He has been going crazy sitting back and watching us struggle with this cabinet. The late nights, constantly being gone from meals. Rarely joining the group on late night outings to the Lake.

It took awhile but he agreed that it isn't a good idea to go to The Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord is not a fan of his followers talking about the meetings to outsiders… No matter how much I want to tell him. Risking them finding out that he has feelings for her, or Salazar forbid, that I told him what happened that night, it will just put all of us in more danger. Who knows what they will do to her then.

A look of sadness eclipses her face as I walk over to her wrapping my arms around her. After a moment of silence I speak up. “Were you ever going to tell me?” I whisper. Nervous that I will scare her away.

She takes a deep inhale and exhales slowly. “There isn't much to tell. You know who my parents are. Just as I know who your father is. Is it really all that surprising how they would treat their unwanted daughter?” All I can do is nod in understanding as I hold her tighter.

She ended up telling me everything. Her entire life outside of Hogwarts and the Manor. She explained all the horrors of living with her parents. She reluctantly removed her disillusionment charms showing me all of her scars including the Mark.

She then told me how she got it. I thought my ritual was traumatic. I never knew what my poor cousin had gone through. I wish I would have known sooner so I could protect her as much as I could.

We ended up staying in the Room of Requirement after she cried herself to sleep. I tried to console her, promising everything will be okay. But it's hard to do when you do even believe it yourself.

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Scarlet POV

“Earth to Scar.” pansy is waving her perfectly manicured hands in my face. “Are you even listening? Theo, Blaise and I are heading down to Hogsmead. Are you coming?” I have been in the library all morning searching for something to help us get that cabinet to work.

“What? Yes, I'm sorry.” Today is the day Draco will put Madam Rosmerta under the imperius curse in order to give it to an unknowing girl in the bathroom, who will then give Dumbledore the necklace. I have been up all night anxious that something will go wrong. Triple checking that the necklace is wrapped so he doesn't touch it. Going over the plan multiples times so he doesn't miss a step.

Adrian meets me outside the castle to walk with us to Hogsmead. He is talking to Blaise and Theo about the upcoming quidditch game. Our hands intertwined while walking down the windy path. With a squeeze of my hand, Adrian gets my attention. “You’re coming to the match right? I even washed my spare jersey for you so everyone knows who you belong to.” he gives me a wink.

“Yes of course. I wouldn't miss it. Me and Pans will be the loudest in the stands.” Smiling back at him.

Theo lights a cigarette and takes a long drag making rings of smoke appear above his head. “Oh dang. I was hoping you would wear mine. I will just have to settle for a good luck kiss.” He teases while handing me the cigarette.

Inhaling deeply I laugh out “Well it's only fair.” I move to playfully kiss his cheek when my hand is squeezed hard, pulling me closer to Adrian, stopping me from reaching over to kiss Theos cheek.

I look over to Adrian and his face is red with anger. “That's enough Nott.” He grits out. “Don't need anyone to think Scarlet here is easy, do we?” He pulled me forward to walk ahead of the rest of the group.

“That was uncalled for Adrian. I have been friends with Theo since we were 11. We were only kidding.” I whisper. “Kidding? Salazar, Scarlet. Stop acting like a pathetic slut.”

Lowering my head in shame, I stay quiet for the rest of the walk. Though I could swear I heard murmurs from the group behind me.

Making our way into The Three Broomsticks we find a booth in the back corner. “Where is Dray? I thought he was going to meet us?” Pansy questions while scooting into the booth sitting next to Blaise leaving me to sit in the middle between Theo and Adrian.

“Oh he is on his way. He said he wanted to stop and get some sugar quills.”

Before Adrian sits down he starts to walk off. “I'm going to get a Butterbeer.”

“Oh I--” I tried to ask him to get me on too but he's already out of earshot. Pansy is looking at me sadly.

Leaning over the table Pansy asks me, “Does he treat you like that all the time?” I send her a confused look before replying “Like what?” at the same time that Theo responds “Yes”.

I turn to look at my curly brown haired friend for the first time since Adrian pulled me away earlier. He looks pissed.

“What are you talking about? He didn't say anything rude to me?” “Just because he didn't say anything, doesn't mean he isn't being an asshole.“ Pansy said matter of factly.

Blaise is nodding his head in agreement. “Oh, whatever you guys. You have never liked Adrian. He's just upset about the kissing Theo comment.” I say rolling my eyes. “What about the slut comment?” Theo says while looking across the table at Blaise while flexing his hands.

“He was joking. Like I said he was just upset.” I reassure the group while grabbing and squeezing Theo hand. “Oh! Look. There is Ginny.” I say changing the subject.

Everyone's head turns at once to look around the pub for her. Adrian comes back and plops next to me with his butterbeer in tow. I quickly drop my hands from Theos effectively gaining a scoff from the boy.

“What are we looking at?” Adrian asks eyeing Theo and I closely. I giggle quietly “Just Ginny and Dean Thomas.��

Turning to look at Theo I wiggle my eyebrows up and down.. “Too bad you missed your shot.” He laughs slightly while shaking his head. A ghost of a smile on his lips “I guess I did”.

“Look there he is!” Pansy says rather loudly “Oh Dr-” “Shh.” Theos stops her from yelling his name “Just wait a second.” Looking at Theo then back to me she with confusion written on her face she stops talking.

Watching, I see Draco head to the back room where he will find Madam Rosmerta and make her give the package to the next girl in the bathroom. Who, just so happens to be Katie Bell. I hold my breath.

He has only practiced the Imperious curse one other time, on me in the Room of Requirement. It worked, but it was an awful experience. Makes me feel bad for Madam Rosmerta.

Once I see Draco re-emerge from the back he makes his way over to our table and sits next to Blaise at the end opposite of the booth. He gives me a small nod and I finally release the breath I didn't know I was holding.

After an hour of jokes and subtle insults between Adrian and Theo we all make our way back to school. Draco and Blaise had stayed back to look in Quality Quidditch Supplies before heading back.

We hear screams come from up ahead of us. Running to the sound we all come to a full stop. There is Katie Bell on the ground. Necklace next to her unwrapped, laying in the snow. Then a woosh and she is picked up by her ankle and suspended in the air. Her eyes dart open at the sky and she lets out an ear piercing scream.

I absentmindedly gasp into Theo who immediately wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest to comfort me. Silently crying, I hear Harry, Ron and Hermione go to help her down.

“Step back! Don’t touch that. Only the wrappins” The voice of Hagrid is loud. When she lands he picks her up and carries her back to the castle with the trio following closely.

When I finally get control of my emotions and let go of Theo to see that Adrian is seething. Walking up to Theo he pushes him. Hard. “What the hell, Nott. Keep your fucking hands off of her.” Another push. Pansy and I are standing to the side shocked, as Theo's face reddens with anger.

“Don’t touch me again Adrian. I promise you will not like the outcome.” Theos words come out calm but I can tell he is holding everything back. “I’m not scared of you, Nott.” Adrian throws the first punch causing Theo to fall backwards into the snow. Blood was already starting to drip out of the corner of his mouth.

Wiping his mouth slowly and looking at the blood that was transferred to his hand smiling, Theo stands up and swings at Adrian. A loud “crack” is heard. I think it’s his nose. Theo is on top of him. One swing after another.

Me and Pansy are yelling at him to get off Adrian. Trying to pull him off of him but it’s no use. Theo is stronger than both of us combined.

“Theo Stop!” I cry out trying to grab ahold of his arm. His eyes are dark. “Please Theo.” I pull harder. I feel his muscles strain against my hands. “Theo, look at me. Look at me please!” I cry.

With that he turns his head towards me. Once his eyes meet mine, they lighten and he is slowly backing off of Adrian. Once Theo is fully off of him I run to Adrian dropping to my knees next to the bloody boy on the ground.

“Adrian. Are you okay? I'm so sorry. Are you okay?.” His face is covered in blood. Grunting in pain he pushes my hands off of him. “Get off of me.”

Slowly standing up he looks at me. “How are you friends with him?! He’s insane!” Leaning his head up and holding his nose “You need to pick Scarlet. Right here. Right now. Me or him.”

I’m frozen. “Adrian please, Theo and I have been friends since we were kids. There is nothing going on between us.” I looked to Theo for some support, but he was already storming off towards the castle taking Pansy with him.

“You don't act like you're just friends, Scarlet. He is always touching you, looking at you like you’re his! I know you're a whore for his attention. You don't think I see the little touches you give him when you think I'm not looking? He has a thing for you and you him. I will not be second to Theo.” He shouts spitting Theos name as if it's dirty.

Theo has been my best friend for years. He’s one of the most important people in my life. It is true that I like Theo more than a friend, but he's more than that, he is my family.

“You need to choose. Now Scarlet.” He's inches from my face now. Anger coming off of him in waves.

With tears in my eyes I look at Adrian “Please don't make me choose.” I say pleadingly “Why not Scarlet. Because you would choose him over me?”

I hesitate for a moment. “Yes. I would choose Theo…” Anger flashes through him. “You really are just a pathetic whore, who will hook up with anyone who says a few nice things to you.” He laughs in amusement. “We are done.” With that Adrian storms towards the castle, leaving me crying alone in the snow.

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No remedy for broken hearts

Pairing: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy

Rating: M

WIP: 4/?

Summary:

When Draco and Astoria can’t find a cure for Astoria’s mysterious illness, in a last-ditch attempt to save her life, they consult with Healer Granger.

It'll be too little, too late.

“What time am I meeting you at St. Mungo's later?” he asked, not lifting his eyes from his plate.

“I am meeting with Healer Granger at 4 pm. You don’t have to come. I can ask Daphne or Mother to escort me.”

“Roscher said you might get worse in the beginning.”

“I am aware of what he said, I was paying attention.” Unlike you. She didn’t have to say that part.

“I was paying attention.”

“You were occluding,” she snapped.

{read on ao3}

#Chapter 4 is out!!#My wip #My fic #It is a slow burn but not that slow #dramione fanfiction #dramione #dramione ao3 #dhr fanfiction #I promise Hermione will be a lot more present from the next Chapter!

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Author: Ada_P_Rix (Ada P. Rix)

The Big 3-0 (41KB - 4 Chapters - NC-17) Blaise has bought Draco the best present ever to celebrate his 30th Birthday. An evening in the 'Blackout Room' at an exclusive club called 'Bon Appetite'. Anonymous in the darkness ... Draco gets to live out his most recent fantasy. Guess who he's been thinking about ....

The Big 4-0 (45KB - 4 Chapters - NC-17) Blaise has bought Draco the best present ever to celebrate his 40th Birthday. An evening in the 'Blackout Room' at an exclusive club called 'Bon Appetit'. Anonymous in the darkness ... Draco gets to live out his most recent fantasy. Guess who he's been thinking about ....

Bloodsteam/I'm A Mess (75KB - 2 Chapters - NC-17) “It burns, doesn’t it?” he asked her quietly as he studied her while she drank. “It burns for a while... but once you get past the pain, it starts to feel good.” Hermione wants to get drunk and forget her work problems. Draco just happens to be in the very same Pub, with the very same idea.

Break For Me (100KB - 4 Chapters - NC-17) Hermione gets into a little accident at work and is infected with a hybrid potion created to cause certain heightened side effects. Draco offers to stick around to give his work partner a little support ... if he can Occlude long enough to resist her...

The Breeding Pit (72KB - 3 Chapters - NC-17) “You opened your eyes.” Was all he said as he stared down at her, keeping his own trained on her face. There was nothing that she could say to that. There was nothing that she could throw out there to make this any better. But oddly, she did not feel embarrassed by the fact that he had caught her. Instead, she wanted to know what his next course of action would be if she decided to be open and honest with him.

Broom Cupboard Etiquette 101 (42KB - Incomplete - NC-17) A pitch-black Broom Cupboard and a case of mistaken identity leaves poor Draco Malfoy reeling.

Carnal Club (97KB - 3 Chapters - NC-17) The Halloween Ball is fast approaching with Hermione at the helm. ... What a delightful time to suddenly learn of a centuries old secret sex-game club that is currently ran by a Blonde haired Slytherin. Oh, and it only happens once a year every October, when the winner takes all at the Halloween Ball ...

Casual Fridays (19KB - Incomplete - NC-17) Draco Malfoy did not do casual Fridays like the rest of the office.

The Erised Effect (226KB - 16 Chapters - NC-17) Hermione and Pansy work in a shop together. Draco, Harry, Theo and Blaise all work together at the Ministry. They all meet up every Friday at the pub to have drinks. Pansy has a new fantasy potion that she likes to call 'The Erised Effect' that she's keen to try out on willing participants ... Boys are so easy to manipulate when alcohol is involved ....

Compact (10KB - Incomplete - NC-17) A train ride to Hogwarts in 8th year takes around nine hours ... That's a long time to be stuck in a carraige with Draco Malfoy.

The Dirty Things We Do In The Dark (13KB - Incomplete - R) Who do you think of? When you're right at the peak of your sexual fantasy ... Who is that one dirty little part of your forbidden fantasy who throws you over that edge? For Draco, it was someone it never should have been.

The Flat In Bath (133KB - Incomplete - NC-17) Hermione is kidnapped during a raid and taken captive by someone who doesn't plan on 'torturing' her in the conventional way...

Four Nights (34KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione Granger has the 'little problem' of her Virginity that she has decided she wants to get rid of. She's thinking of finding someone on an online dating site, after being unable to find and connect with anyone within Hogwarts, and her feelings for Ron are unrequited ...

Fucklust (36KB - 5 Chapters - NC-17) Sequel to 'I Still Fucking hate you'. This story is set six months later. Draco hadn't Forgotten about their previous encounter. Neither had Hermione. Can you really still resist someone who gave it to you that good?

Give me Love (36KB - Incomplete - NC-17) Draco and Hermione will experience the fallout of their current predicament. Hearts will be broken and secrets will be spilled. Are either of them strong enough to face the consequences of their actions?

Her Morbid Curiosity (KB - 2 Chapters - NC-17) Hermione is in the wrong place at the right time when she walks past the Slytherin changing rooms after a Match against Slytherin and Gryffindor ...

House of Sin (115KB - Incomplete - NC-17) “Tell me to do it.” He whispered to her, his eyes on her face as he held her wrist down low next to her hip. Hermione let out a breath. “Tell you to do to what?” Her voice was matching the same low volume as his, even though the pub garden was completely empty except for the pair of them. “Tell me to let you go, Granger.”

I Still Fucking Hate You. (36KB - 4 Chapters - NC-17) First little story in the Fucklust Series. Fuck-lust; Draco had liked to call it. A state of tension whereby two people hated each other so much that one day they would implode all of these emotions and take them out on each other. The outcome would usually end in them both rutting like rabbits. Not him and Granger, though. No, they wouldn’t just rut. They’d fuck. Hard.

In The Rough (27KB - One Shot - NC-17) Eye contact. Grey and hazel. A palette of warring emotions combining together within the blink of an eye.

Incorrigible (25KB - One Shot - NC-17) Draco Malfoy was going to fuck her while he was on the phone.

Jammed (50KB - One Shot - NC-17) Hermione and Draco end up trapped inside her Office Cupboard with no means of being able to escape for her to be able to go on her date with Adrian. Oh, and she has no knickers on ... just perfect.

Les Knickers (96KB - 19 Chapters - NC-17) He needed a cold shower and an obliviation spell. He didn’t want the memory of Granger and that silk peach bra with those virginal white French knickers to be etched into his brain for all eternity. Even if she did look outstanding in them.

The M Word (113KB - Incomplete - NC-17) What happens when your two 'best friends' accidently ply you and your annoying female arch-nemesis with a potion at the end of their Eighth year party that binds you both together if neither of you are married by the time you are 30?

More than a C Cup (8KB - One Shot - PG-13) Set Pre-Erised Effect during AU Seventh year at Hogwarts.

No Safe Place (20KB - Incomplete - NC-17) “Lads like me don’t go for girls like you,” he told her bitterly, gritting his teeth as if the words hurt him to churn them out. “They just don’t fucking do it.” Hermione stared him down, watching his eyes still dancing between looking into her own and then glancing down at her lips, struggling with himself internally. “Then why are you here?” She tried to stand tall. Never back down. “Why are you doing this?” It felt like torture – mindless torture. His fist hit the wall behind her, bringing him impossibly closer to her, their noses practically touching. “Because I can’t get the thought of fucking owning you out of my head, Granger.” He snarled at her, his eyes alight with something dark and wicked. “And it’s all your fucking fault.”

On Gallow's Lane (98KB - Incomplete - NC-17) Peaky Blinders/Mafia style AU Hermione reluctantly goes undercover to pose as a bookkeeper and Barmaid at a little pub called 'The Gallows' to help out Harry. Potter wants to uncover an illegal operation apparently lead by the owner of the pub - the illegal sale Narcotic magical drugs operating in Muggle London. And the suspected gang leader of it all? Draco Malfoy.

Practice Makes Perfect (KB - One Shot - NC-17) Christmas in the Granger-Malfoy household... Hermione knows what she wants for Christmas

The Reality of Want (72KB - Incomplete - NC-17) The Erised Effect told from Draco's POV.

The Renegade (14KB - Incomplete - R) *Follows on from Deathly Hallows: Two years after the Great War of Hogwarts.* A Renegade: "A person who deserts and betrays an organization, country, or set of principles." *** Draco can't live at home any longer. Draco decides to run away, knowing he will forfeit his inheritance. He plans his escape into the Muggle World ... guess who he runs into ...

That bloody Muggle virus (6KB - Incomplete - R) Draco's found himself Isolated inside his Head boy’s room due to a Muggle virus. He’s decided he’s going to write a strongly worded Direct Message via Hogwarts newly established Student Social App to the only Muggle he knows, just to piss her off and show his disgust at the situation. The recipient being none other than the Head girl, in the next dormitory room to his.

The Wish List (102KB - 3 Chapters - NC-17) Hermione is given a wish list of things that the giver would like to tick off their list before Christmas.

Write For Me ... (90KB - 7 Chapters - NC-17) Seventh year Pre-War AU. None of 6th year happened. Draco mistakenly picks up a dirty story that Hermione has dropped and decides to read it ... What a dirty, dirty mind she has...

#author: Ada_P_Rix #author: Ada P. Rix #published: 2007

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Possibly risking spoiler territory... but, Draco has started using Occlumency without realising it, right? Is this something you envision as being potentially a Black family talent (as canonically Snape assumes Bellatrix taught Draco in HBP and fans assume Narcissa may also be fairly skilled at it as she managed to lie to Voldemort in DH) and do you see him potentially also being able to use Legilimency? 👀

I don't know if I would describe what he's doing as Occlumency, because that would imply that someone's trying to use Legilimency on him, which was not something I intended to suggest (although don't let me kill your reading. As I've said before, everything the author says outside of the text is speculation). I will say that Draco has an unusually advanced talent for compartmentalization, as evidenced by the sheer number of times that he goes "well, we're certainly Not Thinking About That," and then it actually works, at least for a chapter or two. That comes from his upbringing, as we see Narcissa do it quite often, and though other purebloods seem to have similar tendencies/skills for it, Draco and Narcissa are both noted by others to be some of the most buttoned-up and reticent of the bunch. They keep their cards close. This is the other side of the "emotionally stunted" and "repressed" coin: yeah, they're not great at emotional communication, and it fucks their relationships pretty badly, but it also keeps their heads safe. So I see it as a genetic/familial inclination toward Occlumency.

On that basis, I would say that Narcissa actually is a fairly talented Occlumens (without getting into spoilers!) — but that makes Snape's assumption about Bellatrix kind of interesting, because if Lucius or Narcissa could do it, it'd be reasonable to assume they'd teach him. Which leaves two options: (1) either Snape knows that Bellatrix is taking a special interest in Draco, so inferred it from that (reasonable guess, plus evidenced by the HBP prologue) or (2) Lucius and Narcissa can't Occlude. Snape, being a Legilimens who spends a ton of time around the Death Eater faction, should know exactly who the Occlumenses are. Because Narcissa lies to Voldemort in DH, option 2 becomes almost impossible to believe (and this is the problem with introducing literal Mind Reading as a plot device in your fantasy narrative, but I digress).

My favorite resolution to this goes as follows: Occlumency is a Black/Malfoy family talent, but Legilimency is incredibly rare, draws on some well of natural ability (kind of like the Sight in Divination) and neither Lucius nor Narcissa has it. Snape does, Voldemort does, and Bellatrix does. But they're the only named characters who can. That explains why it has to be Snape teaching Harry, and that explains why Narcissa and Lucius can't teach Draco. It's just easier to teach Occlumency if you have a Legilimens on-hand. (That does raise the question of where Narcissa and Lucius learned, but if Narcissa grew up around Bella, then she would've probably learned quickly how to protect herself, and she could've conceivably taught Lucius.) By that theory, Draco might have it — especially if we take it to be genetic — but de minima, I think it's safe to say that Draco has canonically learned Occlumency by seventh year, because he tries to lie about recognizing Harry to Bellatrix. Which also implies that he's fairly good at it, in my opinion, because this is magic that Harry (not to mention Hermione, by the way) never learns how to do.

How much of this fanlore will make it into Lionheart? Not sure yet! But it will certainly be fun to play with the parameters of all the things you can do with mind magic, going forward.

#lionheart #greenteacup asks #draco malfoy

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