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Summary
Draco Malfoy hadn’t worn formalwear in years. He’d traded stiff collars for tank tops, Ministry corridors for kiln heat, and politics for clay that listened when you put your hands on it.
Then Hermione Granger decided to host a Ministry gala.
Now Draco is back in sharp tailoring, surrounded by officials who still think they’re entitled to an opinion, expected to smile and prove he belongs at her side. The problem isn’t the room. The problem is her.
Hermione in red. Hermione in control. Hermione moving through the Ministry like it exists to make space for her. Draco can handle judgement. He can handle small talk. He can even handle idiots.
What he can’t handle is the way she looks at him and turns restraint into a slow, deliberate burn. The way she can ruin him with a sentence and still greet a room full of dignitaries like she’s done nothing at all.
He was dressed sharp, until she had him stripped down to the man underneath.
Series
- Part 2 of The Discipline of Desire