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“You’re a good friend, Hermione.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “So we’re on a first-name basis now?”
He shrugged. “I feel it’s only fair after spending every moment of our free time in a lab together. Also,” he scratched at his chin in thought, “I’m pretty sure you’re dating my best mate.”
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Good luck as you dive into this story of grief, friendship, magic, and microbiology. Read the tags...I'm not lying. Happy reading!
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Reddit's 2023 Top Dramione Fics: Seventh place for Enemies to Lovers
"Choices are the hinges of destiny." - Edwin Markham
Hermione didn't choose to be a witch and Draco didn't choose to be given a suicide mission. But in a world where they lacked agency, what if they chose one another?
A sliding-doors like reimagining of 6th year through the end of the war.
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"You left her!" Draco roared, following Weasley to where he fell. "She begged you to stay, and you left her!"
"You don’t know what it was like,” Weasley said, almost too soft to hear.
A crazed, humorless laugh tore from Draco's lips. "I don't care what it was like. You were supposed to stay with her!"
"I just kept having these dark and terrible thoughts…."
"I'm not your fucking mind-healer, Weasley," Draco growled, marching towards him again. "She begged you, you fucking coward."
“I know,” Weasley finally said.
“You don’t deserve her,” Draco hissed and leveled his wand. "Obliviate".
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Two enemies strike a deal to turn the tide of a war and save what they each value most. The temptation of salvation draws Hermione Granger deeper and deeper into damnation, her own fall from grace, at a heavy price.
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“Do you think of yourself as a sacrificial lamb, Granger? I would have expected more from you.” He grabbed her wrists tightly and spun her so she’d be trapped up against the door. “Unlike myself, Theo doesn’t have the softest of touches when it comes to legilimency. The weaselette’s squeaks will stop soon enough, we have all we need.”
All they need? What had her memories revealed? Her face must have contorted in confusion, because Malfoy leaned in closely, until his hot breath was felt against her neck.
“We have you. Potter and his idiotic sidekick will come up with some brave yet foolish rescue mission that will ultimately lead to the Order’s demise. No, Granger. You are no sacrificial lamb, you’re Helen. The spark of war.”
His words sent chills through her.
“And you know what they say of Helen’s abduction…”