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Draco Malfoy is harsh and cold and hated at Hogwarts. And Draco is fine with this. He’s even casting the Vanishing Cabinet spell again, although for a much less nefarious purpose. This time he's using Harmonia Nectere Passus to link his bed with the bed of a willing witch. But something goes horribly wrong, and instead of the buzzy flirt Draco's been secretly meeting, his bed keeps delivering an extremely unamused Hermione Granger.

So begins Draco’s travesty of an Eighth Year on probation, where nothing ever goes to plan and good deeds NEVER pay. His Divination classes are a disaster, his mother owls him daily prophecies of doom, a rabid she-weasel stalks him through the castle, and his mad roommate from Durmstrang plots to avenge the Dark Lord.

Each day sparks an internal battle between Draco’s calculating Malfoy nature and his reckless Black side. Every night brings Granger back again, wreaking havoc with his body and mind. Draco is convinced he's headed straight back to Azkaban and he’s almost looking forward to the trip.



WARNING: This fic includes themes of dubious consent and references to suicide. Trigger warnings for specific chapters will be at the start of each episode.



Originally posted on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29741511


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Draco discovers Hermione's book of poetry. Dialogue fic.

"Stop going through my things, Malfoy."

"Touchy, touchy. Don't tell me... You actually have smutty books in here?! This one looks the most used, is it this one?"

"Malfoy, give it back!"

 

"'Don’t go anywhere without me.

Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me,

or on the ground, in this world or that world,

without my being in its happening.

Vision...'"

"..."

"This is not smut..."



Originally posted on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41983191


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* Mind the tags on this one: contains themes of non-con elements, knifeplay and toxic behaviour *

His obsession started one night when he slept over almost two years ago. She had fallen asleep on her sofa and he watched her.

Original posted on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54875509


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Draco's in love. And that's isn't even the most embarrassing thing he's confessing tonight.

Originally posted on AO3: ⁠https://archiveofourown.org/works/31712791#main⁠


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Summary: “The fuck was that Granger?” I ask. I’m still leaning over her. My hands on either side of her head, my face right above hers, my mind just hovering on the surface of her own, not quite ready to extract myself. She shakes her head minutely. “Nothing,” she says. She’s breathing deeply. "It didn’t look like nothing,” I drawl. “It was nothing,” she insists. Then I see it again, her own mind betraying her. It’s still just a flash, but it’s clear as day now I’m ready for it. Desire. Need. Yearning.---Or, what would happen if legilimens Draco Malfoy lost control of his interrogation of the mudblood.

Trigger Warnings: Violence, Choking, Dubious Consent, Bondage, Masochism

Disclaimer: This story is 100% Caroline's, I just read it!

Original posted on AO3: archiveofourown.org/users/CarolineSedgefield


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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Summary: He somehow expected that if he finally realised that the girl he was so completely entranced by was in fact Hermione Granger, he'd finally get a hold of himself. As fate would have it, Draco didn't see that happening anytime soon

Originally posted on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/49601920


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