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[Podfic] Citation Formatting and Other Love Languages by HeyJude19 by RattleandHum (ThirdEye1234) for paraka
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
30 Nov 2021
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Granger, Granger, Granger, Granger.
In an unending echo of utter embarrassment.
The presentation parameters were between five and ten minutes. Draco’s clocked in at seven minutes and twenty-four seconds.
It would have been less mortifying for him to lay on the floor for that amount of time and make dying whale noises. -
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The adverse effects of unknowingly imbibing Babbling Beverage while intoxicated include the urge to chatter incessantly, dizziness, short-term memory loss, and spilling your secrets to a fake version of Draco Malfoy.
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“Because I could never, ever deserve you. Of course I didn’t consider you romantically, how dare I? I never entertained the thought because it’s so impossible for someone like you, someone so innately good, to ever look at me and see me as someone worthy of her time.”
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It’s wedding night for our reluctant spouses, Draco and Hermione. They have less than an hour to consummate their bond, or lose their magic.
“Rough, I think,” she hurriedly admitted, just above a whisper.
“What was that,” Draco moved closer to her, shifting his head so that his ear was closer to her mouth. “I didn’t hear you.” He heard her just fine, but this moment was too delicious not to milk.
“I like rough sex,” she said louder, forcing him to turn his ear away from her mouth and stare into her determined brown eyes. “I think.”
Draco, amused, stepped closer to her, entering her personal space where she was perched on the table. “You like rough sex…you think?”
She averted her eyes from his intense stare and nodded.
“And why is it that you think you like it rough, but don’t know that you do?”
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A light, smutty Marriage Law one-shot.
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The one-year deadline to conceive a child is nearing for the enacted Marriage Law.
With nothing else to say, she’s left with the rest of her half-truth. “I want a baby.”
Draco blinks down at her once. Then twice. “You want a baby. With”—he hesitates through the question—“Me?”
“Who else?” Now it’s her turn to be frustrated. “You’re my husband, aren’t you?”
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“Vow yourself to me.”
“What?” she questions, her brain too rattled to take seriously the severity in Malfoy's tone.
“What occurs beyond those doors may be a vow forced upon us to take, but let this one be of our own making.”
Hermione opens her mouth but nothing dares come out.
“Vow your mind and body to me as I vow mine to you, to let you hate it and fuck it and ruin it for the rest of our lives.”
or: Hermione and Draco hate each other so much that they decide to fuck it out. Moments before their Ministry-mandated wedding.