Virgin Dramione
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She considers his hair again, giving him the taste of a pause, then meets his eye; holds it.
“Fuck you.”
It’s the first thing she’s said to him in a year that isn’t a spell, and it feels good that it’s still some form of a curse.
Seeing him misunderstand it feels even better.
He sighs, like he’d expected insolence. “You always were a stubborn little thing. This is your last chance, Granger. Tell me, or—”
She interrupts him because she can, and even with years of war between them, he still lets her.
“I’m sorry if that wasn’t clear,” she says, tone indicating she’s not sorry a bit. “For a moment, I’d forgotten how stupid you are. Let me spell it out for you: I choose option two. I’ll fuck you.”
His shock freezes him for a breath, and then his brows twitch together.
“What?” he says.
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Or, Draco barters with his virginity and Hermione is happy to unburden him of it for the promise of being released from Malfoy Manor.
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- Part 1 of Virgin Draco
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Hermione Granger is assigned to interview rock star Draco Malfoy. What ensues is 36 hours the young journalist will never forget.
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Ever the practical woman, Hermione Granger decides that if she’s going to lose her virginity, she’s going to do it in a way that ensures it's the best possible experience for her. How can one confirm that? Through trial and error… and a willing subject to help execute her various tests.
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“Don’t you think that’s rather redundant, Professor?”
The voice was small, almost hesitant as if the speaker was unsure if they were being disrespectful. Draco caught a soft scoff from a blonde in the corner—Astoria, of course.
When his gaze finally landed on the source of the voice, he froze.Shite.
Big espresso-shot eyes stared at him, glistening in the sunlight, framed by thick, dark lashes. She bit down on her cherry-red bottom lip, her front teeth and sharp canines pressing into the flesh. Thick brown curls cascaded down her neck, and she tilted her head side to side, like a curious tawny owl.
She was fucking gorgeous.
Draco swallowed hard, hoping his face didn’t betray the sudden wave of stunned attraction.
She was his student. He was her professor.
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“What do you say, Granger? Be my fake girlfriend this year and I’ll see that you win this competition. The Mastery of your dreams is right at your fingertips.”
Or, Hermione enters a (reluctant) partnership with Draco to win a Potions Mastery competition while he evades the betrothal arranged by his parents.
Art/fic collab.