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This is just five chapters of the nastiest, most delicious smut with feelings thrown in along the way.

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Excerpt from Chapter 16 of Bound by Blood - my eighth year dramione wip

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Hermione watched her drop Walsh to the ground. Then, she turned on her heel, marching over to the wardrobe. A turn of the handle, a wand drawn, and the door flung open.

Malfoy was leaning against the interior, still completely naked except for one of her Grandmother’s crochet blankets held strategically in front of his crotch. He absolutely could’ve transfigured it into a robe, but had clearly decided it was funnier not to.

He locked eyes with Ginny, and gave her an amused smile.

“Evening.”

The forbidden fruits are the sweetest.

This scene is priceless and I’ve wanted to recreate it since I’ve first read it.

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Much love to @amaati for doing this comm for me. I’m absolutely in love with how it turned out. Thank you so much!! 🥰🫶

“Deciding that Granger had been sufficiently provided for, Draco went off to shower. That was a delightful experience, far more enjoyable than the small closet provided by the Hotel Plaisance. Draco turned on every single jet that was available, amused himself with the soap selections, and didn’t crack his elbows against a wall once (which was good, because he had a nice bruise going on his left one from that morning’s activities).

Thoroughly clean, now, Draco decided that he was a little peckish, and placed an order for a light dinner with the mirror. Then, given that he hadn’t any clothes save for the reeking pile that he had stripped off, he pulled on a fluffy white dressing gown and matching slippers.

As he tied the dressing gown, he made sure that the V at the opening properly exposed the best of his chest (because he liked to show off in general, and not because of Granger in particular). Water droplets glistened artfully across his pectorals and down to where the top of his abs peeked out.

Then he fixed his hair so that it was appropriately, sexily mussed up, for that post-shower, delicious look.

The mirror commented that he looked quite divine.

“I know,” said Draco.” - Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love, Chapter 16: The Seneca, by @isthisselfcare

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Draco didn’t have time to process the fact that he’d just vanished all of Granger’s clothing before she strode up to him to inspect his arm. “Did the brew get through your clothing at all? Oh bugger it all, that spot is looking irritated.” She grabbed his arm, careful to avoid the red welt the potion had left. “Augmenti!”

While she rinsed the offending elixir from his skin, Draco’s brain caught up to his eyes and he realised that Granger was wearing nothing but her undergarments. His breath stalled in his throat. The image in front of him was incongruent with what he knew to be true about Hermione Granger.

Granger was wearing a matching set of lacy black lingerie, complete with garters to hold up her black stockings. It was the type of ensemble he expected when undressing a date after a gala, or perhaps as a treat from a lover on a holiday. It was not what he expected to see on Granger at 10:49 am on a Tuesday morning.

He swallowed hard as his eyes roved her form. Luxurious underthings aside, Granger was fit. Her ample bosom looked plush in the satin cups of her bra, and her body was sculpted curves of lean muscle with just the right amount of softness at her hips and stomach. He tore his gaze away from her, thanking Merlin that she’d only had to dispose of his shirt and not his trousers.

This is a snippet from my new one-shot on A03!