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Hermione gasped as his lips landed on hers with a force that made her stagger back. His closed mouth pressed hard against hers, unyielding. It was an angry kiss, a turbulent kiss. Malfoy kissed her as if he didn’t want to, as -
Hermione knew that Malfoy was the captain of the lacrosse team at Godric’s Hollow Grammar, but the only game that she had attended had been the season final home game, before the break.
Hermione knew that Malfoy was the captain of the lacrosse team at Godric’s Hollow Grammar, but the only game that she had attended had been the season final home game, before the break.
She could sense him in the dark, only a few inches away. They were so close that she could feel the heat radiating off of him, could smell the heady scent of his cologne. It filled the small space; the same scent that he always wore -
She could sense him in the dark, only a few inches away. They were so close that she could feel the heat radiating off of him, could smell the heady scent of his cologne. It filled the small space; the same scent that he always wore -
Hermione gasped as his lips landed on hers with a force that made her stagger back. His closed mouth pressed hard against hers, unyielding. It was an angry kiss, a turbulent kiss. Malfoy kissed her as if he didn’t want to, as -
Hermione gasped as his lips landed on hers with a force that made her stagger back. His closed mouth pressed hard against hers, unyielding. It was an angry kiss, a turbulent kiss. Malfoy kissed her as if he didn’t want to, as -
As lacrosse games went, this one was as eventful as most. Hermione had to keep asking the Ravenswood supporter sitting to her right to explain the rules whenever the referee pulled out a coloured card or something -
As lacrosse games went, this one was as eventful as most. Hermione had to keep asking the Ravenswood supporter sitting to her right to explain the rules whenever the referee pulled out a coloured card or something -
Hermione felt as if she were in a dream as Theo dragged her through the crowded drawing room and towards his group of friends. Her legs were made of lead; her heart fluttered like a hummingbird in her chest.
Hermione felt as if she were in a dream as Theo dragged her through the crowded drawing room and towards his group of friends. Her legs were made of lead; her heart fluttered like a hummingbird in her chest.
“We could run away together.”
Draco snorted and she felt his bare chest move against her bare back. It was early Sunday morning and they were laying in his King-sized bed together, savouring the small window of time before the -
“We could run away together.”
Draco snorted and she felt his bare chest move against her bare back. It was early Sunday morning and they were laying in his King-sized bed together, savouring the small window of time before the -
She stands in front of him as radiant as the sun, as youthful as the last time he saw her. His throat closes up—she hasn’t changed at all.
“How’s Scorpius?” she asks, straight to the point. Very Granger-like.
“He’s good,” Draco manages to choke out. “He’s going to -
She stands in front of him as radiant as the sun, as youthful as the last time he saw her. His throat closes up—she hasn’t changed at all.
“How’s Scorpius?” she asks, straight to the point. Very Granger-like.
“He’s good,” Draco manages to choke out. “He’s going to -
She sidesteps his swing and, while he is occupied with the momentum of his movement, brings her sword up to his neck.
“Dead.”
From the corner of her eye she can make out the impressed nod of their Swordmaster. Good, she has been training hard for this.
She sidesteps his swing and, while he is occupied with the momentum of his movement, brings her sword up to his neck.
“Dead.”
From the corner of her eye she can make out the impressed nod of their Swordmaster. Good, she has been training hard for this.
Hermione waves her wand over Draco’s skin, the tip a hairsbreadth away from touching the still-raw wounds.
He takes a sharp breath when the wand wavers, accidentally grazing the lines made by the Sectumsempra.
“Sorry,” Hermione whispers softly, sitting up, -
Hermione waves her wand over Draco’s skin, the tip a hairsbreadth away from touching the still-raw wounds.
He takes a sharp breath when the wand wavers, accidentally grazing the lines made by the Sectumsempra.
“Sorry,” Hermione whispers softly, sitting up, -
💚 Dramione
💚 Prestigious boarding school AU
💚 Slow burn, jealousy, family drama
💚 Inspired by Maxton Hall
🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/568803...
💚 Dramione
💚 Prestigious boarding school AU
💚 Slow burn, jealousy, family drama
💚 Inspired by Maxton Hall
🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/568803...
After a while, Hermione could feel her shoulders stooping, her social battery draining. She was about to bid goodbye to Theo and the Professor, with whom they’d been stuck in conversation with for the last 20 minutes, when she spotted -
After a while, Hermione could feel her shoulders stooping, her social battery draining. She was about to bid goodbye to Theo and the Professor, with whom they’d been stuck in conversation with for the last 20 minutes, when she spotted -
Who am I kidding? This is for them mask-kink girlies out there…🫡
If you squint a little you can totally see what’s really going on in the nsfw version on my ptreon 😈
Who am I kidding? This is for them mask-kink girlies out there…🫡
If you squint a little you can totally see what’s really going on in the nsfw version on my ptreon 😈
🤍 8th Year Dramione
🤍 Boarding school AU
🤍 Slow burn, jealousy
🤍 Maxton Hall vibes
🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/568803...
🤍 8th Year Dramione
🤍 Boarding school AU
🤍 Slow burn, jealousy
🤍 Maxton Hall vibes
🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/568803...
more draco and crooks content bc look at them 😫 also crooks just wants to be with his father!!
#dramione #dracoandcrookshanks
more draco and crooks content bc look at them 😫 also crooks just wants to be with his father!!
#dramione #dracoandcrookshanks