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Ten years after the war, Hermione Granger is a celebrated hero, a tireless political reformer–but behind closed doors, she's drowning in a Ministry that praises her with one breath and silences her with the next. She's brilliant, respected... and dangerously close to being done playing by their rules.
Cleared of his war crimes and sharper than ever, Draco Malfoy didn't just survive the fallout–he seized it. The most feared name in Wizarding Britain's criminal underworld, he controls the flow of potions, secrets, and power. And now, he's being ordered to marry the Ministry's Golden Girl.
Thrown into a marriage neither expected and neither intends to lose, Hermione and Draco must decide whether to rule from the shadows or burn the whole damn system down... together.
He may be the King of Wizarding Britain's criminal underworld–
but she is the Queen.
And may the gods help anyone who disrespects the Queen.
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That was the moment the enchanted jumbotron sparked to life, capturing her in merciless clarity: Hermione Granger in Falcon grey, and across her back, stark and bold—
MALFOY.
As in Draco fucking Malfoy. The sound that followed was deafening.
The stadium roared, the night alive with colour and sound. She had told herself it was just another match, another night lost in the noise of the crowd. But the air was charged, the lights too bright, and the pulse of it all left her breathless. Some moments, she would learn, can change everything.
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“Come on, Granger,” he went on, pouting his lip again. “We’re inevitable. Why won’t you just give in?”
“You’re fucking delusional,” she hissed, which only caused him to laugh.
“Such a tease. You always have been. Fortunately for you, I’m ambitious. Once I set my sights on something, I never give up.” He glanced down, his eye catching on the receipt as some of her drink soaked through the parchment. “Pretty signature, Granger. Perhaps someday soon, your initials will read HM. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
Her eyes widened in surprise. He smirked.
“Hermione McLaggen might be the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard—”
“McLaggen.”
Cormac froze, irritation washing over him at the interruption. He turned his head to see Draco Malfoy standing there, his gaze fixed on Cormac’s hand where it held Granger’s wrist. Malfoy’s eyes flicked up to Granger’s face, assessing, before meeting Cormac’s stare.
“What exactly is going on here?”
Written for the (Creepy) Cormac (Malignant) McLaggen Fest
AWARDED:
Most Satisfying Public Smackdown
Best Incorporation of Dramione
Tied for People’s Choice Award -
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Hermione gives Draco exactly what he wants for Christmas: Permission to stuff her stockings with the next Malfoy heir.
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Frosting, Fairies, & Father Christmas by sarahsempra for Slayerella
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
24 Dec 2024
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“Wait,” Draco said, suddenly pulling away from Theo just as the brunette went in for a kiss. “Did you say you ate all of the Christmas cookies?”
A sheepish expression crossed Theo’s face, his sapphire eyes flashing with the slightest hint of trepidation before grinning at Draco.
"Well, the kids need to think Father Christmas came, right? Obviously, someone needed to eat the cookies…”
Draco stepped back, leaving Hermione perched on the table, and looked at Theo with utter betrayal splashed across his face.
And you didn’t think to share?! I love Christmas cookies!”
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The one where Hermione, Draco, & Theo get things ready to give their children a magical Christmas morning and end up having some Christmas magic of their own.