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Where The Duck Is Minerva McGonagall? by Rogue_Roxy
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
28 Jul 2025
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Welcome to a somewhat serious inquiry into the whereabouts of a very sneaky witch.
Hermione Granger (badass Auror working for MACUSA) has been summoned back to Britain by Kingsley Shacklebolt to help with an investigation. Of course, Hermione agrees; working with Harry again is going to be so much fun… only, it turns out that Harry is unavailable, and unfortunately, she gets stuck with Draco Malfoy.
Warnings:
- Hold onto your gold; there is a Niffler in this story.
- Draco Malfoy reserves the right to cast Aguamentis at hair he deems offensive.
- Whatever is said in the Cave of Plunderous Intent, stays in the Cave of Plunderous Intent.
- Approach any wine provided by the Icelandic Legend Erla with extreme caution. -
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All the stories painted the experience of being Fatemarked as a rare and beautiful anomaly. It meant that somewhere out in the world, there was a person—your soulmate—waiting for you. This was supposed to be a blessing... so why didn't it feel like one?
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Hermione Granger has lost it all. Her job. Her home. Her boyfriend. And most importantly, her coveted research. Desperate for stability, she does the only thing she can think of. Entering into a contract with a complete stranger is the most reckless thing she’s ever done. As her allies and enemies start to blur together, she finds everyone has secrets, and everyone wants them to stay buried.
This WIP is COMPLETE!
Things I can guarantee from this fic:
* Smut
* Plot
* Dark Draco themes
I mean... this is why we're all here, right?
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“That’s damn near impossible, even for me.” Blaise shook his head. “I think we’ve hit the bar. Is there anyone who would be more difficult to shag?”
His words were hanging in the air when Draco felt a magnificent plan spring fully formed into his mind. Could it work? He thought it could. A grin split his face and he said, “I know someone.”
“Who?” Theo demanded.
“Granger.”
“Oh fuck ME, I can’t believe we forgot her!” Theo was really slurring now. “She would never let any of us get within ten feet of her precious, pristine knickers. Not that I wouldn’t love to,” he leered. “But yeah. Impossible.”
“Impossible, you say?” Draco tilted his head to the side and regarded his extremely pissed friend. “Would you care to wager on that?”
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“Something the matter?” he looks deceptively earnest, a bit of a tease in his voice. Hermione’s sure it’d be doing something to her if she weren’t so cross. “I’m sensing hostility. You know how important a safe work environment—”
“Save it, Malfoy.” She’d slap him again if he weren’t so far away. “You pointy little saboteur.”
He drops the act with a sigh. “Gods, Granger, you really do need to get laid.”
“Yes, that seems to be the general consensus,” she seethes, fixing him with a harsher glare, “Unfortunately, my efforts to achieve orgasm were thwarted by a prat with a white-knight complex.”
Series
- Part 1 of The Playbook