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winterssecrett · 4 months

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MIDNIGHT TALKS | THEODORE NOTT

ღ 02:00 a.m and the group of snakes was still on the astronomy tower, a place they had started to love when they discovered that professors and prefects never went to “guard” or check for students out of bed. Sleep was something hard to find with how dark and scary things had gotten in school and around the world, so their best option was to be together as a group and as a family.

Astoria was sitting on the floor with Draco’s head on her chest, playing with his blonde platinum hair. Besides her was Blaise, who had Pansy between his legs, hugging her by her waist. And the other three -Theo, Y/n, and Mattheo- were close to the balcony, finishing their cigarettes.

Y/n didn’t smoke much, not as much as her boyfriend, but it was exams week and the stress alongside her anxiety was too much, she needed to take it down a bit.

— I don’t wanna see a fucking book on the rest of my life — Pansy whined, letting out a huff

Draco rolled his eyes — If you pass, you won’t have to.

— can you believe it? In a few months, we won’t be here anymore — Y/n said with a bittersweet tone of voice

Theo nod a that, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend frame. For some reason, he was always looking for her warmth, and since it was so late and so cold, he loved having her close to his body.

— Does it matter? — Draco asked not waiting for an answer — It’s not like things are gonna change, or that we are gonna be able to escape the hell that our lives are.

Clearly the alcohol was working on the blonde, cause otherwise he would have never said something like that. Draco didn’t talk, and definitely not about how sad his life was back at home. All of them, including the whole house of Slytherin were living in the same hell that the dark lord brought, and that’s why no one talked about it, it was easier to pretend that everything was just fine.

— Well, it’s not a surprise. We have been marked and judged since we were kids, like it was our fault the last name that we carry, or the house that we are in — Theo responded with harshness, making her girlfriend frown

Mattheo let out a sigh — We better play our part, right?

He was the most fucked of the group, he was the son of the person that was trying to destroy the magical world for years on end. The silence invaded them and everyone started to get lost in their thoughts, Y/n turned around putting her arms around Theo’s neck.

— Well be fine, right? — she asked in almost a whisper, wondering how bad things were gonna be once they graduated

Theo caressed her cheek — Well be together, that’s all that matters, Bella.

Y/n smiled at him with sadness, they had just a month left of school and they were trying to enjoy as much of it as they could. For example having breakfast together everyday, even if they were dying to sleep a little bit more. Partying from Thursday to Sunday with not just their house, but also the other three. Swimming in the black lake at night, and then going to the kitchen to get cups of hot chocolate.

Just a lot of things to be happy in times of death, darkness, and cruelty.

— I love you, cara mía, you know that right? — He said with a small smile

Y/n smiled back at him — Of course I know, and I love you too, darling.

One of Theo’s hands went to the back of her head and brought her close to his lips, almost melting when he felt her warmth. God how he enjoyed kissing and touching her.

— Get a room you scandalous people!

Everyone laughed at Draco’s slurred words, he was gonna regret all of the fire whiskey he had drunk tomorrow morning.

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dramaticals · 4 months

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SOCIAL MEDIA | INSTAGRAM ↳ Theodore Nott & Hermione Granger

"You must be bloody charmed by me, huh?" Theo teases. Hermione rolls her eyes at his comment. With a playful smile, she says, "Shut up and kiss me again."

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theschizotypalsolilquy · 1 month

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Dreomione

Look, I'm a sucker for Dramione, but when Hermione is with both Draco AND Theo??? It's a win-win.

A god-tier triad if ever there was one. She gets two hot, fabulously wealthy men who want to spoil her rotten in and out of the bedroom.

Lucky bitch

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

This is a Muggle AU with mafia vibes. Hermione works at the same bar as Theo, who has been after her for a while. When the "friend he fucks", Draco, meets her, he wants her for both of them.

But something horrible happened to Hermione in the past. Can these two help her heal? After all....revenge is sometimes the best form of healing.

#hermione x draco #draco x hermione #dramione #theo x hermione #hermione x theo #theomione #dreomione #hermione granger #draco malfoy #theo nott

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nauticalparamour · 8 days

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Writing Update

Going to try to do these a little differently from now on... I'll probably just edit and then reblog moving forward. Here is the update as of April 2024:

Sleeper — Theo x Hermione | Complete

Undercovers — Fenrir x Hermione. Modern AU It had been an easy decision to join up with the financial crimes division, investigating money laundering and the like. But, she was meant to be kept tucked behind a desk, not trying to infiltrate a notorious gang to help them launder their money. Hermione goes undercover in Fenrir Greyback's gang to catch him doing something illegal, not to catch feelings. | Complete

Go Away — Lucius x Hermione | Complete

Informants — Fenrir x Hermione. Modern AU, Sequel to Undercovers, Multi-Chapter. Hermione had thought she'd seen the last of Fenrir, but he was back, asking for her specifically. | 5/11

All Too Soon — Salazar x Hermione. My poor neglected WIP. Hermione finds a time portal in Hogwarts that takes her to the time of the Founders after midnight. I've got this fully plotted out, but the updates are slow going. | 4/x

Tribulations — Alfred Nott x Hermione. AU Was meant to be a one-shot set in the Trials Universe where Tom sends Alfie to deal with Hermione, instead of himself. But, it's turned into something massive, and I assume it's going to be around the same length as the original, but slow and unusual updates, seeing as I'm just writing when other obligations are fulfilled | 1/5

Pretend to be Nice — Cassius Warrington x Hermione. One-shot where Ministry workers Cassius and Hermione have to interface with one another. Will try to finish All Too Soon before I post this one | June?

Linen & Curls — Rabastan x Hermione. Time travel AU multi-chapter | May

Arms Full of Lullabies — Theo x Hermione. A little epistolary story that I am mostly mentioning because I miss the pairing | Summer/Fall

Bigger Boys & Stolen Sweethearts — Marcus x Hermione. Updating the grammar and posting to AO3 for Marcus May | May

Red Right Hand — OC x Hermione, Time Travel AU, Hermione Raises Tom. Light rewrite/grammar update and posting to AO3 | July

I’d love to hear if you have any of these you are really looking forward to 💕 Or, are there any pairings that you have been missing?

You can see what was completed since last time below the cut:

Trials — Tom x Hermione | Complete

One Point Perspective — Marcus x Hermione | Complete

Think Twice — Marcus x Hermione | Complete

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litamarch · 7 days

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— You're awake again.

Theo turned and lifted his head to look at the girl standing before him. He was sitting on the floor, the lighter still in his hands, and a cigarette between his lips, which twisted into a smile.

— Can't sleep.

The girl shook her head and sat down next to him. She took the cigarette from his mouth, clamped it between her teeth, lit it.

— I thought good girls don't steal other people's things, Astoria.

Astoria scoffed and inhaled the smoke, filling her lungs with it, forgetting all the disturbing thoughts that had been going through her head before. She looked up at the stars. Peace.

Theo took out another cigarette and lit it, lighting it.

— What happened, Theo? Why are you here?

Theo was silent. He looked up at the night sky, which was clearly visible from the Astronomy Tower. Found the constellation of Cassiopeia, the Great Bear, and the Dragon.

— It's because of them, right? It's them again?

Theo rested his head against the pillar and turned his gaze to Astoria. She understood. Understood this gaze. He tried to smile but Astoria knew he was actually sad. She put out her cigarette, moved closer to Theo and rested her head on his shoulder, one arm around him. Theo's voice was hoarse when he spoke.

— It's always them.

my babies friendship and Theo's struggling because of Draco and Hermione

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elliebyrrdwrites · 4 days

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The Heist

Start here if you're new to this. Or simply prefer to read from the beginning for kicks.

Chapter 12

Covert Eyes

Zabini’s rich brown eyes narrowed in on Draco.

Currently, Zabini was propped onto the arm of the couch while Draco was laid out across his favorite chair, a bowl of almonds in his lap. Dry roasted and lightly salted.

Granger had handed him the bowl upon entry before she went back to scribbling notes into a book at his desk. She had arrived early that afternoon, sometimes before Draco wandered in. Zabini had arrived five minutes later.

Theo was currently on his hands and knees, searching underneath the sofa for a ring he had dropped.

“You tripped the alarms.” Zabini stated the fact and Draco tossed an almond into his mouth and bit down.

“We did.” Theo said from under the couch.

“And you stole the Trumpington—”

“Volume, Zabini.” Draco drawled and flicked his eyes over to Granger, still furiously writing in her book. What she wrote, Draco had no clue.

Zabini reduced his voice to a whisper yell, rather than a full volume bellow. “You stole the Trumpington Cross?”

Theo pulled from under the couch, sliding a gold and ruby ring onto his thumb. “That was a rouse. We’ll return it.”

“Eventually.” Draco added with a grin.

Zabini paused and leaned back, crossing his ankle over his knee. “I want it.”

Granger scoffed. “I knew it.” She murmured the words and her pen stopped scratching over the book pages in front of her.

“You did?” Theo lifted a brow as he pushed himself to his feet.

“Of course.” She tossed her pen onto the desk and leaned back in her chair. “You want a muggle artifact. This Wand is possibly magic, though I haven’t felt a hint of magic emanating from it.”

“Why don’t we try casting with it?” Draco plucked an almond from the bowl and looked at it, the tiny specks of salt glinting off the light of her office.

“Yes, lets!” Theo grinned. “A good ol’ fashion Wingardium Leviosa!”

Granger snorted again. “I already tried.”

“When?”

“Last night, of course.” She sniffed and stood from her desk, turning her attention to Zabini. “You can’t keep it.”

“But it’s so interesting.” Blaise grinned and stood from the couch to face Granger.

“You can study it,” Granger allowed, lifting her hand and summoning the Wand. “But you have to take this.”

“I get both?” He looked skeptical.

Draco continued to enjoy his snack while Theo settled into the couch, yawning.

“You get to keep the wand, and you can borrow the Cross for an undetermined amount of time.” She lifted her other hand, summoning the cross. Draco didn’t know where she hid the Wand, but the Cross had been securely resting in his inside coat pocket. Preservation charm still intact, of course.

Zabini took a step toward her.

“But,” she held the items close to her chest. Zabini froze. “We get full access to your manor in Surrey.”

“I already agreed to that.” Zabini waved a hand, mildly impatient.

“We don’t want your staff there and we want your full cooperation.”

“Yes, Granger. Take it.” His eyes were hungry as they looked at the artifacts in her hands. “Anything else?”

She pursed her lips and her eyes were full of something cunning that caused Draco’s cock to do that thing where it twitched with desire. A bodily reaction that was connected to his brain.

“How well do you know B. Nolan Flamel?”

Theo choked. “Grang-” She shot him a look that sufficiently shut him up.

Blaise shrugged. “Only in passing. I don’t spend much time in Surrey but I have attended several events that he has attended.”

“How willing are you to get to know him a little better?”

Blaise grinned at Granger and, again, eyed those priceless artifacts she held against her bosom. “However willing I need to be, sweetheart.”

Granger nodded. “Are you attending the gala next weekend?”

“Flamels? I thought about it. Should I reconsider that trip to Spain that I was invited on?”

She nodded and held the items out to inspect them. “It would be in your best interest to attend the event and run into me while I small talked Flamel.”

“Sounds lovely. I look forward to it. Will these two be attending?” He hitched a thumb over his shoulder, and Draco raised an eyebrow in interest. Theo rolled his eyes, utterly over Zabini. The two, Draco recalled, never quite got along all that well in school either. Theo always found Zabini’s pretentious demeanor quite annoying. He thought his family quite important. Not in the same way Nott’s own father thought his name was something important, of course. Zabini touted money and accomplishments while Nott’s family really rode that pureblood horse around.

She nodded. “They’re my dates, of course they are.”

Zabini nodded. “Then consider me there, Granger. And consider me at your disposal.” He bowed at the waist and Granger smiled at him. It wasn’t the crooked and bright ones she lobbed at him or Theo. It was the kind of smile, he realized, she wore as a mask. Never allowing the smile to reach her eyes, she used to to disarm others, while keeping her own guard up.

When Blaise straightened, Granger held out the two items for him and allowed him to disappear with them out the door Draco's study.

“I cannot believe we just gave Blaise Zabini two priceless items we worked our asses off to get.” Theo sulked the second the floo flared with his departure.

“Look at it this way,” Draco told him. “When all of this Flamel business is over with, and we are bored and looking for something to do...”

Theo grinned. “We can get them back.” Theo raised his eyebrows at Granger as she settled onto the arm of the couch where Zabini had been moments earlier.

“We wont need to steal those. Zabini will be compliant to our needs in the future, I’m sure of it.”

Draco sent the bowl of almonds afloat, allowing them to settle on the table between him and the couch. “What spell did you try with the Wand?” He asked Granger.

“Wingardium Leviosa.” She admitted and bit into her lower lip.

Draco and Theo chuckled.

“Harry and Ginny secured an invite, by the way.”

“To the Gala?” Theo patted cushion beside him and scooted over for her to slide onto it.

“Yes,” She looked over at Draco. “Could you replicate theirs? We still need one for Teddy.”

“Of course.” Draco smiled at her.

“What about Seamus?” Theo threw his am onto the back of the sofa, just behind her as he propped his feet onto the coffee table, just beside Draco’s bowl of almonds.

“I have something planned for Seamus.” Draco pushed himself to his feet. “We need to get Seamus in before the gala.”

“What do you have planned?” Granger eyed him. And the tall form of his body, appreciatively. Her eyes dragged up his torso, brushed over his shoulders before finally settling on his mouth.

“Potter has a rather rare item in his possession that I think Seamus could put to good use on Monday.”

“How do you know about that?” She twitched in her seat causing Draco and Theo to grin.

“What good thief doesn’t know about the legend of Potter’s cloak?”

Granger looked at Theo, pointedly. “You never told me you knew.”

He shrugged and ran a finger along his lower lip. “It didn’t seem relevant. Besides, I figured if you could access it, you would have many times during our work together.”

“Well, what makes you think I can access it, now?” She glared up at Draco who smiled warmly down at her.

“Because it would really help Seamus set up the equipment he needs to access Flamel’s security cameras and keep an eye on all locks in the house.”

“Harry guards that thing with his life. It saved our lives multiple times!” She looked flustered.

Draco came around the coffee table and sat on the edge of it, putting him near eye-level with her. “You’re charming when you’re flustered.”

“I’m not flustered.” She lifted her chin.

“Even more so when you lie.” Theo lifted his brows, his grin growing to match Draco’s. He pulled his feet from the coffee table and readjusted himself to face her.

“I am not—” she shook her head. “That cloak is the only one of its kind. I cannot risk it with Seamus!” She practically shrieked.

“What’s so special about that cloak, Granger?” Draco was leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees. Her own knees so close to his hands as he lowered them.

Theo was leaning into her body from the left.

“Stop crowding me.”

“Seamus needs those things in place.” Theo pushed.

She sighed, as they refused to give her more space. “Ask Harry yourself.” She finally hissed.

Draco grinned at her but didn’t pull away.

“He may let Seamus do it if he goes with him.” She added and shifted, still unsure of how to deal with the sudden proximity of her two thieves.

“You’ll tell us, eventually, what makes that cloak so special.” Theo pulled away and leaned into the arm of the couch on his side.

Draco nodded. “You’re full of little surprises, aren’t you?”

She scoffed. “You’re one to talk.”

He lifted a brow in question.

“Knowledge of Muggle things like books and art and cell phones.” She nodded at him, almost accusingly.

“Does that bother you?” He leaned back and picked out an almond from the bowl.

“No.” She looked over at Theo. But then she — yes, there! She blushed and Draco felt unmistakable triumph.

Draco watched her, the room falling quiet as she ran her hand through her hair, over and over. Since the return of Granger into his life, he had yet to see her so...fidgety.

He found it as desirable as the lift of her lips or the spark of joy in her eyes when he would make her laugh. As endearing as her little snorts and incessant, informative ramblings.

He knew his eyes were warm as he stared down at her, he knew that around her, he tended to wear his emotions quite plainly.

And so when Theo cleared his throat, he didn’t immediately pull his gaze from her as he turned to look at Theo.

“Shall we do dinner?”

Granger looked at Theo. “What do you feel like?”

“Something sexy.” He shrugged and pushed to his feet. He held his hand out to her.

She chuckled and slid her hand into his. “What kind of food is considered sexy?” She stood, holding Theo’s hand and it put her directly in front of Draco, the warmth of her body radiating of her.

He watched her hold a breath as her chest brushed his and as he lifted a hand to run a finger over the gold chain of her necklace. He smiled when she lifted her chin, allowing him the access. “Dessert.”

Granger’s chest was now rising, the pace increasing as Theo’s fingers danced over her palm and Draco’s over her pulse.

She closed her eyes and Draco licked his lips because he knew this was an offering. The kiss he so desperately wanted to take from her, was there for him. She was practically forcing his head to lower to hers.

A sudden pecking at the window behind his desk jolted them out of their moment, Granger gasping and jumping forward. Her chest pressed into his and her hand pulled from Theo’s.

She turned to the window and they beheld a large, tawny owl perched and waiting.

Granger pulled away from them and moved to let the pest in.

In it’s talon, it held a large ornate key on a string attached to a white envelope. In an elegant script, was Granger’s name.

She opened the envelope while Theo fetched moved to find a treat for the owl.

“It’s from Zabini. He says the staff have vacated the house. Says it’s all ours.” She grinned and handed Draco the envelope.

He unhooked the key from the string and hand it to her. “What are you writing in that book of yours?” He looked down at the desk but found the open book blank, not a trace of penmanship on the pages.

She shrugged and reached over the desk to close her book. Picking it up, she slid it into her little black purse.

Draco stared at the charmed bag and remembered something. “You took my book.”

Her eyes snapped up to his as she moved to her favorite corner of the desk. His desk.

“What are you talking about?” She avoided him, watching Theo pull out a owl treat. He fed the bird with affection before sending the thing on its way.

“That day in my study, you took a particular book. You know, “ He stepped closer to her and grinned. “Green binding, lots of photographs.”

Her cheeks burned, her eyes flicking back to his. “I borrowed it. There’s a difference.”

Draco was standing in between her legs now, the corner of his desk jutting into his thigh. “For research purposes?” He lifted a brow and watched as she grinned, crooked and bright and open.

“Exactly.”

“Please tell me you’ve yet to test any of the information out with anyone.” He was smiling, but he meant it. If he learned of her using any sexual positions mentioned in the book with anyone but himself well, it was safe to say Draco would have been thoroughly put out.

“I haven’t.”

“Allow me to volunteer,” Theo grinned from his spot on the other side of the desk, eyeing the two of them.

Draco lifted a brow at her, not taking his gaze away from hers. “You need not even ask, Granger.” He smirked and placed his hand onto the desk behind her.

He had determined, the first time she sat her perfect read end atop his desk, that he would have to take advantage of it one day.

Perhaps the first time he kissed her would be here, with her perched on his desk, moving from her mouth to her neck to her chest, to her perfect round breasts. Or maybe he would go down on her, pulling her to the edge of the desk with him on his knees. Or maybe he would tell her all of the secrets he kept inside while he sat behind his desk and her here, sitting in her favorite spot.

She laughed and it was low and throaty. “Don't be silly.”

Draco pulled away from her and looked at the old clock over the fireplace. “We can still have dessert and be back to start packing up for Zabini’s before dinner.”

Theo chuckled and shook his head.

“I heart the Melting Cauldron has a raspberry chocolate fondue available.” Granger said thoughtfully as she hopped off his desk.

“You know the way into my heart, Granger.” He slid his hands into his pockets.

Her eyes dropped to the floor and she looked rather serious if only for a split second. It was a micromomentary expression that Draco spent the rest of the afternoon dissecting and analyzing.

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orangecoluredsky · 7 months

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I did Fan Art for my own Fanfic... again! Theomione from Chapter 5 of 'Forgotten Sandalwood', an HP Triad fic

#theodore nott fan art #hermione granger #theomione #fan art #artists on tumblr #art #digital art #artwork #theodore nott x hermione granger #theodore nott #theo nott #harry potter #fanfiction #fanfic #hp fanfic #theo x hermione

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valekualkiera-blog · 3 months

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Hola!!!! Estoy traduciendo la historia de @inlovewithforever "Sugar & Spice" en Wattpad y AO3✨📚🖤

Romance,Drama,Amor y muchas Obscenidades,esta historia promete sorprender a los lectores en todo sentido❤️‍🔥🤭🌶️🔥🌹🥵

Esperó lo disfruten y me ayuden a compartir ✨🙏🏻😍

Art by the amazing @incendiosketches 👑

DISPONIBLE EN WATTPAD Y AO3

Links de la historia⬇️

#draco malfoy #dramione #draco x hermione #hermione granger #theodore nott #dreomione #theo x hermione #Draco x Theo x Hermione #inlovewithforever

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penetroxart · 10 months

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Theodore Nott from “Spasm” 🔗🚬

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avanesco · 2 years

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thank you so much @paulineflorenzi for creating this absolutely beautiful artwork for us!

i literally lost my breath when i saw them together sitting next to each other – so real. light, forms, colors, expressions… you’ve translated the atmosphere of the story just perfectly.

i commissioned this cover for @scullymurphy and her fanfic Bending Light, which gives me warm and shiny summer vibes each time i translate a new chapter from it.

i am not able to express my feelings, which are taking over me when i immerse myself into this italian atmosphere. bright smile crosses my features with each and every Draco’s stubborn thought, Theo’s devious phrase, Blaise’s joke and Lavender’s sinful smile. and Hermione… she is our light, which bends and makes us feel. thank you for this opportunity, for these emotions, and for the fact that despite being almost in the end of this stunning story – which (i won’t hesitate to mention) made me cry we-know-where-we-all-are-falling-dark – you are still close and this is what a story is about: it stays real through the times leaving footprints of its creator. i love you and those, whom you’ve created. and i really hope you will love these three too 🧡

#THEO’S BANDANA MADE ME SCREAM #dramione #dramione art #draco x hermione #hermione x draco #bending light #scullymurphy #dramione fanfiction #dramione fanfic #theomione #theo x hermione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #theodore nott

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winterssecrett · 3 months

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SECRET KISSES | PANSY PÁRKINSON

ღ Sighs gasps, and soft moans could be heard from one of the stalls in the girls' bathroom. Y/n had Pansy against one of the walls while she left kisses and licks on the exposed skin of her pale neck, her right hand was lost between the girl's legs, deliciously playing with her needed button.

"Fuck, Y/n," Pansy moaned, throwing her head back

Her legs were spread and her panties were pushed to one side, giving her full access to her girl. Y/n's fingers were doing wonders in her pussy, one playing with her clit while two others moved in and out of her wet hole.

Y/n smiled when she saw her so desperate. "Is this what you needed? You just had to talk love, there was no need to act like a brat all-day”

Hearing her, Pansy whined, although she had been upset all morning by the little attention she had received from the girl, she would never admit it in front of her. They were not girlfriends and no one had any idea what was happening between them, but even so, there was no lack of scenes of jealousy.

Y/n sped up her movements and Pansy let the moans fall freely from her mouth.

“That's it doll, let everyone hear you, that's what you want right? Let everyone know that you are mine”

“Fuck, yes! Don't stop, please don't stop”

Y/n brought their lips together to try and keep her quiet, while she continued fucking her with her fingers. Pansy started to move her hips trying to match her movements and create more friction for herself.

“You close, doll? You're gonna come on my fingers like a needy slut?”

The dirty talk did it for her because right after Y/n finished her sentence the black-haired girl arched her back and gripped tightly Y/n’s body against her. Her legs were shaky and her body felt limp, she was fucking fucked out.

Leaving one last kiss on her lips, Y/n pulled out her fingers from her pussy and brought them close to her mouth.

“Clean them up, love,” she said softly, watching her immediately obey

Once she was finished, Y/n fixed her panties and skirt, trying to make her look presentable before they went out of the bathroom.

“Are you coming tonight?” Pansy asked in almost a whisper

She smiled and caressed her cheek “I will, but we're just sleeping tonight, I have to get up early tomorrow”

The black-haired girl smiled mischievously “Whatever you want, sweets”

Both of them laughed, knowing how much of a lie their conversation was. They weren't gonna sleep at all.

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dramaticals · 4 months

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🎧 hermione & theo

send me 🎧 and a character/ship and I’ll shuffle my playlist, pick a song, and write a short fic drabble based on a lyric from it

wild heart by the vamps + hermione & theo "take my hand and we will shine"

"Really?" Hermione asks. Hesitation embeds her features, brows furrowing in question. It was bold of them to even be standing next to each other in the busy corridor, but to hold hands? That was a leap.

A leap the two haven't discussed yet.

But as Hermione searches his face, his emerald eyes locking onto her hickory hues, she knew.

Theo wanted it, and quite frankly, she did too.

"Yes," Theo says, lips tugging into a smirk. The same infuriating and sickening smirk Hermione had grown to adore (and often still wanted to smack off his face). "The offer's expiring soon, though. So you better take my hand now so I can stop looking like a bloody idiot."

Hermione rolls her eyes, biting back a small smile, before slipping her hand into Theo's. His hand was warm and strong and the thought of everyone seeing this small and innocent gesture made her cheeks flush. "I'm afraid looking like a bloody idiot is just in your genetics."

#this is so late but i finally got around to this!#message #theodore nott #theo nott #hermione granger #theomione #theomione fic #theomione fanfiction #theo x hermione #theodore x hermione #hermione x theodore #theodore nott x hermione granger #theo nott x hermione granger #hermione granger x theodore nott #hermione granger x theo nott #*drabble #*writing

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theschizotypalsolilquy · 1 month

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Dreomione

Established Draco and Theo

Past Hermione and Ron

After realizing she has been putting too much effort into her relationship with Ron and receiving nothing in return, Hermione decides to put and end to it.

And just who are waiting in the wings to snatch her up? None other than her co-worker Theo and his long-time partner Draco. Both have been pining for her for years and know she would complete them. They would treat her like the queen she is.

If only she wasn't so oblivious to their advances.

This is such a sweet story. Draco and Theo are precious and just want to love Hermione the way she deserves.

#dramione #dreomione #hermione x theo #theomione #theo x hermione #hermione x draco #draco x hermione #hermione granger #draco malfoy #theo nott

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nauticalparamour · 2 months

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Sleeper

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"Why are you even giving me a mission?" Sirius asked, petulantly flopping into a chair, uncaring if the noise woke the toddler. "Voldemort is dead."

"For now," Dumbledore said, cryptically. The silence between them stretched for seconds, but it felt like hours to Sirius as the meaning sunk in. "Voldemort, I fear, will be back. And this time, I plan on having someone under deep cover."

"What? You want it to be me?" Sirius asked, incredulous, his eyebrow knitted together. He was probably the best equipped to navigate the pureblood world, remembering all his lessons as a child. "But everyone knows that I've been disowned. I don't see how that would be much help. And how does she fit in?"

"She is going to be the tool you use to get back in with your family," Dumbledore said, beginning to reveal his plans. "She is an orphan, in need of a family. We will perform a blood ritual tonight that will make her your daughter, flesh and blood. You can use her to get your mother to allow you back into the family."

Sirius felt as if a stone had settled into the pit of his stomach. He didn't even want to think about his mother! He was just hoping he could go to one of his uncles instead. "She won't buy it. And unless that girl actually becomes a pureblood, she will just toss me back out on the street."

"I'd considered that..." Dumbledore said, looking at Sirius over his half-moon spectacles. "I figured the best story is that you didn't know of her existence. The McKinnons were in hiding for over a year before they were killed. And I believe you dated their daughter, Marlene?"

Sirius resisted the urge to sneer at his words. Dumbledore really had sorted everything out, hadn't he? Just how long had he been planning this?

But, it was a stroke of brilliance. No one could corroborate if Marlene was pregnant or had given birth. Plus, the McKinnons were pureblood, though not a part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Walburga wouldn't like it, but she wouldn't deny the girl either.

"What makes you think that I am even capable of taking care of a child?" he asked.

Sirius could have sworn that Dumbledore smirked at him. "Weren't you the one who was so eager to take custody of Harry tonight?" he asked. "Surely, if you are capable of taking care of Harry, you can take care of her."

"That's not the same and you know it!" Sirius raged, only to stop when he saw the little girl on the settee stir, disturbed by the raised voices. "How does she fit into this more broadly? I can't raise a muggleborn as a pureblood...to teach her to hate her own kind. It's not right," he said, thinking of the sad life he was damning her to.

"Don't you see? She will help you. And later on, she will be able to give us intelligence, too," Dumbledore said. "We know that Voldemort had a recruitment network in Hogwarts. Just look at Regulus."

Sirius scowled. Dumbledore always knew exactly which buttons to push. Sirius always cared for his brother, even though his allegiance to the Dark side had separated them.

"She will talk like a pureblood, act like a pureblood, understand pureblood traditions better than a pureblood," Dumbledore continued. "By the time she reaches Hogwarts, no one will question her."

After the death of James and Lily, Sirius and Hermione become a sleeper cell, determined to take down the Death Eaters from the inside.

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