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'Against the World'
Summary: Draco is not so sure how he ended up in Potter's best visitor's chair at St. Mungo's. But he does understand how he landed in Potter's bed.AU; EWE; Auror!Harry; PotionsMaster!Draco; top/bottom not spec'd; minor flangst; happy endings. Old fic, new home. One of Author's favs.
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Draco can send letters from Azkaban but not receive them.
And, of all the people in the world he could pester, he can think of no one better than Hermione Granger.
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"But, I can't ruin my reputation with you can I, Granger? Can't crush what's already been ground down to a fine powder.
I'd rather not have anyone else know I'm this pathetic."
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It was a dark and stormy Sunday night when Hermione Granger unexpectedly visited his house and entrusted him with her daughter, Rose. Disaster ensues.
Slow burn Dramione with a sprinkle of cute, cute Rose!
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Bouquet by BreathOfThePhoenix, Curly_Kay for PotionChemist
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
13 Feb 2021
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The Parkinson-Potter wedding is the wedding of the year, and Pansy is insistent that every last detail be perfect for her bridal magazine, Bouquet. In an effort to appease the bride’s demands with their sanity in check, Hermione proposes she and Draco be each other’s date, unaware that he is harbouring his own secret.
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The Healer's Guide To Transfiguration by malpal132
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
20 Mar 2021
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It happens like this:
Hermione is hunched over her desk like some kind of Tolkien goblin, essentially deep-throating three Sambal fish tacos from Del Seoul in a desperate bid to finish a late lunch before her next appointment (she’d rather choke to death than be late) when a light knock on the open door makes her head snap up.
“Dr. Granger?”
Holy shit.
Holy shit.
Her previous nonchalance about choking to death vanishes when she sees who’s standing in her door and a piece of fish hunkers down for a long winter in her esophagus.
“Are you--shall I perform the Heimlich?” He asks, face familiar and concerned as he moves a step closer. “I don't think your face should be that shade of purp--”
She cuts him off by vomiting into the trash can.
Airway finally clear, she gulps a few greedy breaths. Her lungs expand and her face burns, and Hermione genuinely wonders if she’s hallucinating. She’s not prone to fantastical thinking even though she’s well acquainted with the fantastic, but...why else would Draco Malfoy be standing in front of her?
Malfoy, on crutches.
Malfoy, handing her a tissue?
Malfoy, but...not.
It’s complicated.
Series
- Part 1 of Healer's Guide Universe