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Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger-Malfoy decided to consummate their marriage in their bathroom and they only have fifteen minutes before anyone noticed they were gone. Spoiler alert: everybody knew.
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Fifteen years after the war, Narcissa Malfoy lives with the weight of knowing that loving her son was not enough to save him from the consequences of the world she helped create.
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11 Jul 2026
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Hermione is caught sneaking around Malfoy Manor, Lucius decides to teach her how to behave.
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09 Jul 2026
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Hermione Granger was a problem.
It all but seemed as if Draco had set all his grudges and prejudices aside and welcomingly spent his time with that witch.Well, Lucius had not.
He was only tolerating her presence in the Manor for the sake of his son.
But what was he getting out of it?
He was owed something.
Yet, he did not get any piece of the cake.
And that simply would not do.Or:
Draco and Hermione study for their final exams at the Manor and Lucius bloody loathes her.
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08 Jul 2026
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“Did you follow instructions?"
Hermione hesitated. Just a flicker. A half-second's pause where she warred with herself—and then nodded.
"Good,” he said. “Show me."
Her throat worked. He imagined it straining around his cock, slick and desperate, too full to speak.
"Your trousers, Miss Granger,” he pressed, voice like silk on stone. “Remove them.”
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Cursed, fraying, and out of options, Hermione turns to the last man alive who understands the hex draining her magic: Lucius Malfoy. He’ll fix her—but every cure has its cost. This one must be earned on her knees.
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08 Jul 2026
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Hermione moved as if she were afraid the house itself might betray her presence. She took each step with careful precision. Toes first, weight distributed in a way that she’d practiced a thousand times.
Behind her, floorboards creaked. She turned around, the light from the tip of her wand illuminating nothing but an empty hallway.
Just get to the library. Get the artifact. Get out.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Potter’s little Mudblood.”
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07 Jul 2026