The Discipline of Desire
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After the war, the Malfoys fled to France to escape the aftermath. But Draco stayed.
No press, no scandals, no politics. Just clay. Somehow, he’d become the Ministry’s quiet success story: fully reformed, annoyingly talented, and the reason half the witches in London suddenly cared about pottery.Hermione Granger hadn’t been looking for a new hobby or a distraction, especially not one involving wet clay, strong hands, and Draco bloody Malfoy in a tank top.
But curiosity had consequences.
The moment she stepped into his studio, she found herself caught in more than just a casual class. There was pressure. There was heat. There was the slow, patient build of something neither of them had planned for.
And once he started showing her how to work with clay, with control, with intention, with want, she knew she was in trouble.Because some things weren’t just shaped.
They were thrown. Wet. And cured hot.Series
- Part 1 of The Discipline of Desire
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Draco Malfoy hadn’t worn formalwear in years. He’d traded stiff collars for tank tops, Ministry corridors for kiln heat, and politics for clay that listened when you put your hands on it.
Then Hermione Granger decided to host a Ministry gala.
Now Draco is back in sharp tailoring, surrounded by officials who still think they’re entitled to an opinion, expected to smile and prove he belongs at her side. The problem isn’t the room. The problem is her.
Hermione in red. Hermione in control. Hermione moving through the Ministry like it exists to make space for her. Draco can handle judgement. He can handle small talk. He can even handle idiots.
What he can’t handle is the way she looks at him and turns restraint into a slow, deliberate burn. The way she can ruin him with a sentence and still greet a room full of dignitaries like she’s done nothing at all.
He was dressed sharp, until she had him stripped down to the man underneath.
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- Part 2 of The Discipline of Desire