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    AUTHOR NOTE: this fic will remain up online for the time being. My book (At the Mercy of Midnight), published 08 September 2025, is so far removed from this fic in many ways (it is not a rewrite etc), that I feel comfortable leaving this fic as is to stand on its own feet until a time where I no longer wish for it to be available online. Xx love to all

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    When Hermione Granger is accidentally cut by an old Malfoy Family Heirloom, a matrimonial blade, an ancient magic seems to think she is betrothed to the last Malfoy heir, and begins to pull her into Draco’s bed every night, at midnight.

    A non-epilogue compliant Dramione fan fiction.

    Binding queries: all binding requests of this fic have my blanket consent as long as they are for personal use only, with no intent to profit off the bind whatsoever.

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    "Zewu-Jun. You once told me about a house surrounded by gentians, where you visited once a month, and how Lan Zhan still waited there, even when the door no longer opened."

    Xichen feels light-headed. He feels shocked, and angry. He has never told anyone such a thing, but Lan Zhan is giving Xichen a look of utter betrayal.

    "You told him?" Lan Zhan whispers. "When?"

    Wei Wuxian takes Lan Zhan's hand. "About twenty years from now."

    Wei Wuxian starts again from the beginning.

    (Spanish translation on Wattpad.)

    (Russian translation.)

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    The Grim Reaper, they called him. He was the weird kid in school who knew exactly when someone’s mother was about to die. They didn’t believe him when he’d said it, and they didn’t believe him when he said he wasn’t a psychic, and they didn’t believe him when he said he didn’t cause her death.

    The Grim Reaper, they still sometimes call him. Legendary trial lawyer who became known for weeding out the bad guy no one else suspected and putting them in prison. It was almost like he had a sixth sense for it. Like no one was safe from him. Like the black cloud of death still follows him around and no matter how much he tries to shake it off, it doesn’t let go.

    Seokjin wonders at what point death had stopped following him around, and at what point he’d started to become death itself.


    in which Seokjin can see everyone's lifespan floating above their heads, numbers steadily counting down to their deaths. the numbers never change, or so he thought.

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    15 Dec 2021