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    Tobio braced himself and stood, gathering Hinata’s warm body close. Hinata’s weight settled against him, strengthening the impression he always had at these times: that he was collecting a part of himself, severed by some weird circumstance. In these moments he couldn’t help feeling that Hinata belonged to him, and as long as he didn’t talk about the impression out loud it harmed no one. As it was Hinata mumbled a little, curling into him the way he’d anticipated.

    Without a word he carried Hinata to Hinata’s cluttered bedroom and laid him in bed, wrestling blankets out from under him to cover him with. Hinata woke, then, a little, but only to blink at him sleepily and mumble something that sounded like thanks. He turned away, and Tobio returned to his own bedroom, turning off all the lights on the way. That restlessness from earlier threatened to rise up and strangle him.

    Living with Hinata was nice—but only most of the time. Only when he didn’t feel like this.

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    (Kageyama and Hinata navigate living together at university while not dating. It's hard—the not-dating part, that is.)

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    “The gods make some men poets. Some they make kings, some beggars. Us, they made hunters.”

    The Noble House of Nott has risen from the crucible of war at Voldemort’s right hand. To celebrate the anniversary of the Dark Lord’s victory, they devise a game—a hunt. Seven Hunters. Seven Hunted. Seven days. Who will survive?

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    “What the fuck, Malfoy?” Ron bellowed. “Stop kissing her.” He rounded on Hermione then, his face screwed up in outrage and confusion. “What did you do that for?”

    Dazed, Hermione blinked at him, absently thinking he looked a bit like a gaping fish.

    “Oh,” Malfoy smirked. “I do apologize. I spent the summer at our French Chateau and kissing is a customary greeting in France.” He didn’t look remotely repentant.

    “I didn’t see you kissing anyone else like that,” Ron spat, still eyeing Hermione suspiciously.

    “Hm?” Malfoy asked, distracted, looking at Hermione, his knuckles brushing her cheek.

    Hermione felt hot all over.

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    Draco returns from a summer in France with an insatiable thirst to French kiss Hermione (especially in front of one Ron Weasley).

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