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It wasn’t until Draco found himself staring silently at his calendar for the following Saturday night, feeling as though he had floated several feet outside his own body, that fragments of the conversation began returning to him. Red spoke first. She had said it had recently come to light that their husbands had engaged in some very non-Gryffindor behaviour during an Auror trip to Portugal. Apparently, the only way to answer the spectacular shame of it all was to make use of the two men their husbands loathed most.
Which was how Draco Malfoy came to be standing in his study, hastily scrawling words across his calendar:Shag Granger — 7:00 PM
The ink was still drying when Theo, who was standing over him in his own brand of dumbfounded stupidity, leaned over his shoulder, plucked the quill from his fingers, struck a neat line through the entry, and added instead:
Foursome with Red, Granger, and Nott — 7:00 PM
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He tilts his head, chin to chest, tongue dragging over his too-sharp canine. “You’d like that, hmm? Need your Moony to show you how very, very good you are?”
“Yes,” she whispers, a divide she won’t be able to uncross, fingers gripping the fabric in her hands so tightly that they begin to go numb.
“Take it off,” he urges. “Show Moony what belongs to him.”
And so she does.
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During a lunar eclipse, Hermione makes her way down to the cellar at Grimmauld Place, only to find that Moony has taken over Remus's body and is ready to claim what Remus won't.
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The one thing nobody who knew her could deny was that when Hermione Granger wanted something, she took it.
Which led her here—in her shortest skirt and her tallest boots, leaning against the barricade in front of the stage as she sang along to every word, determined to catch the attention of one—or all—of The Marauders.
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Every morning Draco wakes up it's always the same Saturday. He knows it's going to be cold, it's going to be grey, and it's going to last him for the rest of eternity... until he murders Dumbledore. Usually midnight washes away any mistakes he makes. But one day Hermione - experienced in meddling with time - notices his strange behaviour and gets tangled up in his dilemma in a way he never expected.
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It's Christmas Eve, and Hermione Granger is stuck at work due to the incompetence of her co-worker, Draco Malfoy, who is apparently incapable of following the simplest of directions.
Now they're up against an urgent deadline, and Hermione is stewing in spite. Unable to keep her feelings bottled inside, she lets him have it, only to find herself being fucked on her desk.
Written for Bah Humbug! FlashFest
Winner: Most Passionately Bitter