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Rating
15+
Chapters
9
Words
22,690
Characters
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Ginny, OC, OtherCanon
Primary Relationship
Draco/Hermione
Secondary Relationship(s)
Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/OC, Other Pairing
Genre(s)
Romance, Angst, AU
Era
Post-Hogwarts
Advisory
Mild Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme
Story Reviews
116
Status
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2007-10-16 1:56am
Last Chapter
2010-04-02 12:43am
Last Updated
2010-04-02 12:43am

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 Kensworth Preparatory School

“I’m sorry about this. She was so excited a while ago. I don’t know why she won’t let go now,” the man said, still staring at his daughter. “And I’m sorry we’re so late.”

She smiled again. “It’s okay. She’s probably just nervous. I’m sure she -”

The man had just looked up, and their eyes had connected. She gasped. No… it couldn’t be. But this was impossible! No… she refused to believe it! It couldn’t…

“Malfoy?!”

“Granger?!”

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2 Mudbloods and Mugleborns

“Wait!” she called. They took no notice of her.

“Malfoy!” He turned around, but upon seeing who it was, promptly spun back around a kept walking. Faster. Faster.

“No! Wait!” Again, she was completely ignored.

He kept walking. Faster. Faster.

“Stop you great big ferret!”

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3 Parent-teacher relationships

Eleanor Perivale was left sitting at her desk, shaking her head. She had been in this world for far too long. She stared blankly at the door Hermione Granger had just left through, and sighed. She knew it would only be a matter of time until she would have to find herself a new Reception teacher. Perhaps blonde this time…

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4 Patheticness and Irony

Hermione walked towards Harry’s private ward, clutching a sugar doughnut. As she drew closer, she made out the skinny figure of Narcissa Malfoy loitering outside the door.

Narcissa turned around, and as soon as she saw Hermione, hurriedly walked away, without making eye contact.

Hermione didn’t know what possessed her to call out.

“Mrs. Malfoy!”

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5 A Mean Cup of Coffee

“Can I help you?”

He looked up to see a bleach blonde woman with an unnaturally small waist and large chest standing in front of him. He subtly steered Careen around, but a little unable to tear his eyes away from the woman’s chest himself.

He considered her question. Could she?

“I’m looking for a young woman. 23 years old. Around this high.” He brought his free hand to gesture somewhere around his chin. “Bushy brown hair. Brown eyes.” He contemplated this description. “Pissed off?”

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6 Like a Cliché Romance

He frowned and started to pull off his jacket.

“You’re cold,” he stated. When she didn’t sit up, he draped the large overcoat over her, like a blanket. It swamped her small frame and Draco chuckled at the sight.

Hermione’s cheeks flushed at the gesture and a hand creeped up from under the coat to try and tug it off.

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7 Do you have a reservation?

‘I’ve never been the most traditional of men, and roses have always seemed a little tacky to me. Therefore, I hope to honour you with this bouquet of tulips, in the hope that you will honour Careen and myself with dinner tonight at the Da Paolo restaurant at 7.’

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8 That Cheerful, Blonde Rodent

Finally, he spoke.

“Why did you want to see me, Mother? I thought you and Father had made it exceptionally clear you didn’t want anything else to do with me.”

Narcissa glanced down into her lap, ashamed.

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9 Welcome to the Tea Party.

“She would want me to be happy.”

“Are you happy, Draco?”

Draco turned and looked her in the eye.

“You make me happy. But, I guess I can’t erase her from my mind.”

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