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What if he never became an Auror, had a completely different routine, never ventured into the Muggle world, and spent 18 months in the cold Northern prison?
All he had to do after Azkaban was hold it together.
Continued fistfights land him back in the DMLE’s holding cells. He waits out the holding period, needles Potter, and gets released, on repeat.
After another scuffle, the Ministry has had it. They come through with one last deal, and Draco almost wishes he was headed back to Azkaban when he finds out the terms. Because he’s going to be the guinea pig for their newest project; a rehabilitation program headed up by the one and only Hermione Granger. He gets to learn about the Muggle world, attend sessions with a Mind Healer, and try to keep his nose clean.
Everyone seems hellbent on his redemption.
Draco tries to decide whether or not he’s worth it.
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“You’ll do this.” Potter stated, standing. Suddenly. Rapidly. He unfurled, and Draco saw the hardened Auror persona, the defensive man, clearer than anything else he had seen in months — years. “You know why, Malfoy?”
Draco narrowed his eyes as Potter leaned over the table.
“Because you owe her.”
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- Part 2 of The Hum Hallelujah Universe
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"On Monday, Dad was bugging Aunty Mione, saying she’d have to dust out cobwebs soon.”
Scorpius tilted his head. “What does that mean?”
“I think it’s because Aunty Mione is scared of spiders,” Albus answered. “Not as bad as Uncle Ron, but whenever she sees one, she always lets out a funny squeak. And Mum was saying that Aunty Mione’s hair is resembling a cat lady’s, and that if she wasn’t careful, there’d be nothing but cat fur and cobwebs left.”
Scorpius nodded. “Can something be done about that?” The boy asked seriously.
“Dad said he’s recommending another one of the Aurors to help her out.” Albus scratched out something on the parchment. “He’s apparently a big, muscled guy. Dad said he would take good care of Aunty Mione.”
A thunk interrupted the conversation.
Draco rubbed at his knee, where it had slammed against the bottom of the dining table, and avoided the stares of the two young boys.
Apparently a big, muscled guy, who would take good care of Aunty Mione.
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Or why you should never leave 13 year olds alone with your Quill that dictates your every word.
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I hope you're doing well, she writes, in letter after letter, hiding behind ink and parchment during her 8th year at Hogwarts.
She has it all together. She doesn't need anyone to help. Sure, she's not sleeping, her hands shake, and she doesn't remember what it's like to have someone to rely on, but it's fine. Hermione is totally, completely, fine. She's doing well. Right?
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Head Girl Hermione Granger's repeat year told in letters and fights with Draco Malfoy.
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She is somewhere, but she doesn't know where.
Every week, for an hour, Hermione sits with her therapist. The office is blurry, the windows with no real weather, and there's no door. Beside her, in a tank, there's a goldfish. He swims, and swims, and swims, and Hermione drowns under the weight of her woes.
__Hermione tilts her head back, looking at the stars above. She takes a deep, heaving breath.
She screams her fucking lungs out.
It lasts about ten seconds. Sometimes she can go for longer. She doesn’t have the energy tonight to continue.
It’s enough to relieve the pressure on her chest, though. It’s enough to keep her upright for another day.
Once she peters off, she takes in another deep breath, to help herself settle. She shakes out her hair and turns, and that’s when she nearly stumbles back into the gorge. A pale face, silver eyes, and six feet of surprise stare at her.
“What the fuck was that?” Draco Malfoy asks, his eyes wide, hands in the air.
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He saw her again, for the first time since the war, in the bowels of the Ministry, a horrid place to be in general, and even worse when the breath was knocked out of you.
When Hermione Granger (dash Krum — he acknowledged this for one time only, and then refused to think it again) stepped into the conference room, Draco’s first thought was: tight.
Horrid, misogynistic, leering. He was no better than a wizard on the street. But it didn’t apply just to her body — wrapped in a combination of robes and a navy sheath dress, slightly pleated at the collar — but to her hair, which was coiled into a bun that drew out the planes of her face. Her eyes, tight. Her lips, tight. Her hands, which clutched a sheaf of parchment, tight. Her demeanour, which was utterly controlled.
Tight.
He wanted to break it. It lit him up, from the base of his spine to his brainstem, this desire.
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Or, Draco Malfoy sees what he wants, and pulls the strings to get it.
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A wartime romance between a soldier and a healer told nonlinearly.
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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Tensions are high. People are remembering how much they used to hate each other. A masquerade ball will keep things calm.
It won't leave Hermione frantically trying to cover up the fact she's slept with her worst enemy.
It won't mean she now sees Draco Malfoy in a different light than she did before.
It definitely won't make things awkward now that she might be his boss.
It won't. It won't.A masquerade ball is a great idea.
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Hermione is a rebel. She knows better than anyone that the line between good and evil is thin. That thin line is grey. Like Malfoy's eyes. Now he's here, at headquarters, equal parts provocation incarnate and persistent glimmer of hope.
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[EXIT from Hermione's POV.]Series
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“Well, we have exactly”— Draco glanced at the bedside clock —“fourteen minutes till midnight. We have to consummate this marriage before then, otherwise we’ll be arrested. So, unless you believe that sleeping with me is worse than spending an eternity with the Dementors, would you please pick a position?”
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