3 Works by writinginsteadofworking
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Roses, Like My Mother's Garden by writinginsteadofworking
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
15 Aug 2024
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Hermione, ever the outsider—too witchy for the muggle world, not witchy enough for the magical world—has struggled her whole life to find out who she is and what she wants. After returning to Hogwarts for her eighth year, she finally starts to understand what her future could look like. However, through the rollercoaster often called life, her execution to reach this future hits many bumps along the way. Can she sort everything out and find out the truth? Can Hermione finally create the future where she feels she actually belongs?
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“Malfoy, I’m not wearing any underwear. I never do under my spandex.” She watches him closely, trying not to cringe. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, fists flexing and closing. With her attention drawn to his hands, she notices something twitch out of the corner of her eye. Holy fuck, she thinks. He’s hard. Like really hard and his team joggers are doing nothing to hide it and he’s huge.
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Or the time Hermione and Draco bang in his office.
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I Don't Want You Like A Best Friend by writinginsteadofworking
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
10 Sep 2023
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Hermione and Draco have spent the last year teaching at Hogwarts together and becoming friends - well not just friends but best friends, well they think they are best friends but maybe they could be more...
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Finding her facing the opposite way, he placed his hand on her shoulder and tried to turn her around, but her feet were rooted firmly to the ground.
“Granger, please.” He whispers, pleading. “Tell me what I did wrong.”
“Nothing.” She exhaled. “You didn’t do anything. It’s me. I just can’t do this anymore.”
“What?” He questioned, starting to get mad. “What does that even mean?” He noticed her hands shaking and took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Granger. I thought we were good. Better than good.” He whispered. “You’re my best friend.” He pleaded.
“We are.” She groaned. “But we can’t be anymore.” He started to speak. “Look. I don’t want you like a best friend. Okay? And I know you don’t feel the same way so just leave me alone.” She turned around to face him. “Please.” She begged and started pulling at her fingers.