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“If you’re going to be a prick, then you’ll get no sympathy from me.”
“Well, good thing I don’t want your sympathy in any form as that.” He tilts his head, eyes alight dangerously. “Much rather have you bent over, clutching a wooden beam as previously mentioned—but wherever would we find one—”
He cuts himself off, lets his gaze flick pointedly over her shoulder, and smirks.
“Granger, you’ll never believe our luck.”
Or: Draco follows Hermione after the Quidditch game so they can "discuss the kiss" that happened between her and Ron.
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The Longest Night by NextToSomething, SouthSideStory
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
04 Aug 2021
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The Winter Solstice is a time for gift-giving, love, and new beginnings. Elain wants none of those things from Lucien. She didn’t choose to be his mate, no more than she chose to be High Fae, and she’s not used to either yet. The only way to guard her heart is to keep her distance. But then a blizzard hits Velaris, leaving Lucien snowed in at the town house. And whether Elain likes it or not, she’s spending the night with her mate—the longest night of the year.
(A Court of Frost and Starlight canon-divergence.)
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During his brief stint as a prisoner of the Order, Draco Malfoy notices that Hermione doesn't look to be doing too well. He had always assumed that, given her brilliant mind and gentle nature, those on her side would ensure she is taken care of. Evidently not. Must he really do everything himself?
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OR: Dark Draco decides he'd rather like to keep the pretty Healer for himself, since it seems no one else can take proper care of her.
A story about love and power.
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“It’s just coffee. And a few notes.”
“Exactly. Who gives gifts anonymously for weeks—”
“A few months now,” Hermione mumbles.
“—for months to a friend?”
“Yes, that’s what I’m trying to figure out.”
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Or, Draco really has trouble talking to Hermione.
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As she looked around her living room - at the green velvet ottoman she didn't remember purchasing, the 14th century Wizarding texts on her bookshelf, the hideous and obnoxiously ostentatious grandfather clock that could only belong to a Malfoy - she pictured the toothbrush next to hers on her bathroom counter, the old Slytherin quidditch jersey she regularly tripped over in her bedroom, and the mint chocolate chip ice cream in her freezer - a flavour she abhorred, but that a particular, pale, pointy faced aristocrat sat across from her had a tragic fondness for.
Her chest burning, as if she drank a barrel of bubotuber pus, Hermione turned to him with narrowed, accusing eyes. "Malfoy...are we dating?"
If there's one thing Hermione Granger knows, it's that she simply doesn't have time to date. Draco decides to date her, anyway.
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- Part 1 of Grandfather Clocks and Ginger Biscuits