Two shots
My fave dramiome two shots
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When Draco stumbles upon a particularly nasty curse at work, Hermione's Friday evening plans suddenly go from a hot bath and a good book to staying late to help research a countercurse.
But Draco's ache only grows as the evening goes on. The pain and agony won't relent.
So Hermione offers to help him out. After all, it's what any good colleague would do.
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“I only meant, is there someone you could call? Someone you’re with, who could…”
Draco laughs. The sound is harsh. “If I were seeing someone, do you think I’d still be sitting here with you instead of buried deep inside her right now?”
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Watching Scoripus- Hermione would describe it as a nightmare.
A nightmare that traps her and makes sure she is scarred for life, with a fond side of rainbows and sunshine that she so dearly so desperately wishes she could hold onto.
But the child's odd behavior doesn't only stem from him- but his father gets increasingly odd as well.
Especially on the night Astoria is out of the house.
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After faithfully serving the Dark Lord, Draco is granted access to a reward only extended to his most trusted Death Eaters. He doesn’t expect an exclusive club of witches held captive for pleasure, nor the long-dead Hermione Granger... Except she doesn’t remember him—her memories from before her capture are missing. Draco makes it his mission to understand why, all the while attempting not to let her allure get the best of him.
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- Part 3 of morgan_magic's public cockwarming
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Draco has been mute since his mother’s death, a silent prisoner of his trauma and grief. When Hermione volunteers to take his case, she doesn’t expect much. But sometimes, two lonely souls are the best remedy for healing old scars.
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It started with three simple words.
“Make me, Malfoy.”
A sharp intake of breath. A straining jaw. A raised eyebrow.
A threat, a challenge, a promise.
It had been building for months, stewing beneath the surface. It was volatile, dangerous, and completely irresistible. It pulled at Hermione, drawing her in bit by bit, even though she sensed what lay in wait for her. The darkest parts of her couldn’t resist it any longer.