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Hermione Granger’s job is very simple. Everyone wants a piece of her, and she gives everyone what they want: a win for the party, a pet project nudged through committee, a favour traded in light tones. An autograph. A quote. A smile for the camera. A name to curse at the dinner table. Her energy, her time, her heart.
The only one who doesn’t want something from her is Draco. He just wants her.
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His face hovers above her, his cheeks dimpling. Then his familiar weight is pressing down on her.
A blurry question threads through the far reaches of her mind. Is it really you?
She makes a fuzzy noise.
He hushes her, pulling off the bedsheets, pushing up her slip. His brows crease at the position of her hand, covering her entrance. Wordlessly, he presses his nose to her fingers and draws a breath, groaning at what he smells there.
“Oh, darling,” he exhales. “Did you fuck yourself to sleep?”