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Rating
Mature
Chapters
13
Words
63,325
Characters
Harry, Hermione, Draco
Primary Relationship
Draco/Hermione
Secondary Relationship(s)
Harry/Ginny, Other Pairing
Genre(s)
Romance, Action/Adventure, AU
Era
Post-Hogwarts
Advisory
Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Spoilers
Story Reviews
43
Status
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2016-12-14 11:24pm
Last Chapter
2020-11-12 2:36pm
Last Updated
2020-11-12 3:45pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 Chapter One

“I just…I need some time,” she said. “I feel stuck, Harry. My life is going nowhere. I…I just need a change of scenery and I’ve realised that the scenery doesn’t include Ron.”

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2 Chapter Two

It had to be, she knew it did. Very quietly, she said, “Malfoy?” 

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3 Chapter Three

“What’s that? Draco Malfoy, Male Escort?” Hermione teased. “Or Draco Malfoy, Erotic Masseuse?”

He arched an eyebrow at her. “So you happen to think that my true calling in life must be something of a sexual fantasy? How intriguing,” he drawled.

She blushed crimson and stuttered, “That’s not…I mean…I’m only thinking of the rumours that were going around school in fifth year – Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Sex God.”

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4 Chapter Four

“Oh,” Draco coughed and bobbed his head down self-consciously. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. It’s just…watching you, the way you were writing so ferociously and passionately. It just reminded me of our school years and I started thinking about what you used to be like and how different you are now.”

“I’m not that different,” Hermione retorted, although not very seriously.

He shrugged. “Well, I know that I’m different, which makes it seem to me that you are.”

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5 Chapter Five

She took one step out of her cubicle and collided straight into a hot, hard body. They tumbled onto the floor and landed with a thump, a mess of limbs, towels and water.

“Wha?!” Hermione gasped, once she had realised what had happened. Her arm was trapped underneath a solid person and she looked over to see that it was none other than Draco, scantily clad in nothing but a towel, which was now precariously close to being lost.

2,429 3
6 Chapter Six

She looked up at Draco through tear stained eyelashes and asked in a very small voice, “Why didn’t he want me?”

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7 Chapter Seven

“Well, if it’s manly to be warm, I must be extremely feminine,” Hermione replied.

 

“What gives you that idea?” Draco asked, and then gave a rather loud, high-pitched shriek as she reached under his shirt to place her freezing cold hands on his bare skin. She burst into laughter as he leaped away from her, his face aghast. “Merlin, woman! Are you trying to give me a heart attack!”

5,348 5
8 Chapter Eight

“But what if the surgery fails? What if he dies on the table?” she whispered angrily. “I would have to live with the knowledge that he died when I could have tried to save him but didn’t because of a stupid law.

4,610 2
9 Chapter Nine

“Sometimes we gotta talk the hard talk before we can walk the fun walk,” Hermione said, before laughing. “God, that sounded better in my head.”

4,661 1
10 Chapter Ten

“We’re literally training to be spies, Trevor. I’m doing sneaky spy things,” Hermione said flatly.

7,015 2
11 Chapter Eleven - Part One

“Draco!” Hermione almost cried out with relief. She ran and launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, not noticing the stray tear that rolled down her cheek as she did so. “Oh, it’s so good to see you.”

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12 Chapter Twelve - Part Two

As she passed the showers to return to the classroom, a masculine arm darted out and grabbed her around her waist, pulling her backwards. She went to scream, but inhaled citrus and soap and knew at once it was Draco. He closed the screen door, spun her around to face him and pinned her against the wall of the shower cubicle.

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13 Chapter Thirteen - Part Three

“Dra…Damien, what’s going on?” she asked as she stared at him. There was a small uncomfortable tugging sensation happening in her lower abdomen. If Chief had taught her one thing, it was to ‘trust your gut’ and right now, hers was screaming at her to listen. Something just didn’t sit right with her about the timing of this.

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