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Of all the things Draco had expected to bear witness to that evening at his best friend's bachelor party, watching war heroine, Hermione Granger bounce a witches face off a table had not been one of them.
Then again, the event's following weren't exactly things Draco planned for either.OR
The story in which Draco and Hermione wake up married after a drunken night out
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She sat idly, listening to the din of conversation, feeling distracted and bored. Absentmindedly, she picked up her quill to begin a doodle. Suddenly, she felt the same stiff sensation she had felt before. She looked down to see, in large, elaborate script:
Merlin, I want to fuck you so badly right now.
Huffing in irritation, Hermione chose to ignore the quill’s blatant sexual harassment, and attempted once more to doodle her name.
The blasted thing did it again.
I can’t wait to feel you cream all over my cock. It’s already drooling just thinking about you.
About two seconds away from pulling out her hair, Hermione attempted a Finite Incantatem, already knowing deep down it wouldn’t work. She then scribbled back in a sloppy, frustrated script:
Prove it!
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A powerful, ancient sex curse threatens Hermione Granger's life, and there's only one cure. The problem? She's a virgin, time is running out, and none other than Draco Malfoy has just appeared in her living room.
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One of Those Days by offthemap for WillowingScribe
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
04 Sep 2024
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Draco Malfoy, filthy rich scion of two ancient lines, spends his days working in a bakery.
He HATES baking.
But there's a special girl who works across the street....
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06 Sep 2024
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“Hermione, you’re a catch,” Potter said. “And he’s… reformed. He’s fine. Lately. But he’s not your only option.”
A pang struck Draco in the heart, knowing the Boy Saviour spoke the truth.
“But he's devoted, and he's changed, and we read all the same books, and he laughs at all my jokes!"
"Yeah, liking your jokes is a miracle—" the Weasel broke off with a winded oof. "Don't kick me!"
"And," Granger continued primly, "There are only so many people who are operating at that calibre of intelligence and are extremely fit. For example, third in our class was Ernie MacMillan.”