7 Works by CreativeWriter92
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Two years had passed since the final battle, since Voldemort lost. Two years since the night, a blur of grief and firewhisky, where she and Harry had found a desperate, fleeting solace in each other's arms. A mistake, she’d thought, a moment of weakness. But mistakes, she’d learned, had consequences. She didn’t want to get pregnant. Merlin, she had had so many plans.
Athena.
The name was a whispered prayer, a fragile bloom in the wasteland of her heart. Athena, her daughter, her secret, her fierce, impossible love. A love born of a night she wished she could erase, yet a love that burned brighter than any regret.
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After the end of 8th year, Hermione finds out she's pregnant with Draco's child. When she goes to tell him, her world falls apart. Rejected, she flees to Australia and into Theodore Nott's arms.
Dear Narcissa,
Your grandson was born on February 5th. His name is Sirius. A name chosen to honor someone who fought for freedom, for loyalty, for love. A name that speaks of stars and legacies and rising from the dark. He is everything. And he is mine.
I won’t lie to you, I’m afraid of your husband. And I’m no longer naive enough to believe Draco is beyond his influence. Which is why I must be clear: this letter is not an invitation.
It’s a warning. A boundary. A line I will defend with everything I have.
If Lucius or Draco attempts to interfere in my son’s life — in any way — I will respond in kind. I have full protective rights filed with the Australian Ministry of Magic, as well as endorsement from Kingsley Shacklebolt himself. Any attempt to intimidate, manipulate, or coerce me will result in immediate legal retaliation.
This is not a threat. It is a promise. -
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Tonight would mark the beginning of his happy ending or so he hoped.
Draco had gone through his plan a hundred times over, turning it over in his mind during sleepless nights and long, lonely mornings. He’d memorised every step, every possible word, every imagined reaction. The plan was simple…at least in theory:Grovel until the end of time.
Introduce her to his cinnamon roll of a son.
Show her a romance worthy of one of her Muggle novels.
Love her the way she had always deserved.
He could see it all so clearly: Hermione’s wary expression softening, the way her lips might twitch into a reluctant smile, the moment her hand would find his again. He had to believe in it, because without that image to hold onto, he wasn’t sure how he’d keep breathing.
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From his left, Draco heard Blaise’s breath hitch and he knew immediately that he must have seen Hermione. Draco turned his head and found his witch, fuck no longer his witch, across the room with her back to him. Her beautiful chocolate curls cascaded down her back in loose ringlets. He gulped as he noticed how the green silk of her dress molded to her perfect ass like a second skin. His heart started beating erratically when he noticed her hand was holding the hand of a man that Draco hadn’t spoken to in months, Theodore Nott.
“Draco…” Blaise whispered.
Rage started building in Draco’s chest as his breathing became hard to control. The possessive beast that used to thrive in Draco when he and Hermione were still together woke from its slumber to roar loudly.
Time stopped though when Hermione turned and again, Draco felt as if all the air left his lungs.
Hermione actually was pregnant.
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You should let me love you, Let me be the one to, Give you everything you want and need
Oliver Wood is cheating on Hermione Granger and Draco just can't understand why. He can't help but think how he'd treat her so much better and with the respect she deserves.
Well, Hermione agrees but Draco just doesn't know that yet.
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What Draco needed to do was tell Granger about one of the most significant things that had happened to him during the war. How after he had failed to kill Dumbledore, which was part of his and Granger’s plan with the wizard anyway, and after his father continued to fuck up, how the Dark Lord had punished him severely. They had failed to foresee how strong Voldemort's punishment would be if Snape killed Dumbledore and not him. Draco needed to tell her how the Dark Lord made Greyback attack and bite him. How now he was a werewolf and that he strongly suspected that the connection that he and Granger had for so long was a soul bond and was now manifesting as mates.
Hermione was his mate.
She was his.
And no one, not Weasel, not bloody Krum, would stop him from claiming her.
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He moved them slowly around the room. He could hear how her heart rate increased the moment he had touched her. The hitch in her breath when he pulled her closer.
“You wore the gown I sent you,” he whispered into her ear. Hermione’s eyes went wide.
“I had a feeling it was you,” she replied.
“Yet you are with Theo?” he growled.
“You didn’t act on anything,” she sniffed. “You expect me to wait?”
Draco chuckled, “I suppose not.” He turned serious as he twirled her out and back into his chest. “You drive me mad.”
“What are you going to do about it?”