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    Ilya’s hand wraps around his bare wrist and squeezes. Shane barely stops himself from collapsing to his knees.

    The pressure lights up every receptor of his touch-starved nervous system, wrenching a small, pained noise from the back of his throat. Every muted sensation comes flooding back so intensely that it almost hurts. He needs Ilya to hold him down until there’s nothing inside him but quiet. He wants to sink into him and disappear.

    It takes Shane an entire beat to remember where they are. Fighting against the fog in his mind, he manages to drag his gaze up to meet Ilya’s.

    There’s a slow-dawning horror and understanding on Ilya’s face.

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    Or: Shane is in subdrop after their encounter in Vegas. Ilya fixes it.

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    "There were many stories circulating about him, rumours that he was a Dark wizard." – Severus Snape [HBP]

    The year is 1990. Lucius decides to take a closer look at Harry Potter. Dumbledore must send his spy to the rescue. Eventual Severitus. No slash. Snape is not Harry's biological father. Covers Hogwarts years. Update: Complete!

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    They have Shepard’s pie for dinner. Ron and Hermione watch Harry fill up his plate and only start serving themselves when he picks up his fork and starts eating. Neville laughs into his wine glass.

    “How are you dealing with their mothering, Harry?” he asks.

    Ron opens and closes his mouth for a minute, groping for an excuse. Eventually, Ron says, “He’s just so small, Nev.”

    “Hey,” Harry says. “I’m seventeen. I’m an adult.”

    Ron shakes his head at Neville. “My best friend is an infant.”

     

    A curse regresses Harry to his seventeen year old self, physically and mentally. He doesn’t recognise this strange peaceful wizarding world, but there are two people he does recognise: Ron and Hermione. Based off this tumblr post.

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    Hermione convinces Draco to spy for the Order and she becomes his handler. But what are his true motivations? Hard to say when he's still figuring that out himself.

    WINNER: 2022 Top Dramione Fics on Reddit
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    Draco cut her off. “You may have my wand, but you're not in control of the flow of information here. It’s not your life on the line.”

    Granger bristled at his assertion. “My life is on the line every day.”

    “So. Is. Mine.” He growled back. “Give me my fucking wand and don’t be so bloody obvious when you contact me.”

    She narrowed her eyes. “I already told you I'd be more careful next time.”

    She better be.

    “One more thing.”

    “What, Malfoy?” she snapped, still angry she hadn’t gotten the information she wanted.

    He pointed his finger at her so she would understand how important this was. “You need to learn Occlumency. If you’re captured, I’m dead.”

    She stared back in defiance. “We both are.”

    He couldn’t argue with that.

    She tossed his wand to the floor and Disapparated with a crack.

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    "You can take Daisy out to fetch the cloak-"

    "How do you know that?"

    Arthur closed his eyes, expression riddled with irritation before turning to look at Merlin expectantly.

    "Know what?"

    “The mare I use. You know I call her Daisy? I never told you that." Merlin explained. Arthur stared for a few moments. He could see the flicker of emotions pass easily over him. Anger, annoyance, exasperation, indignance, and finally acceptance...AKA the Five Stages of Grief (Pendragon Edition).

    "You talk to the horse.” He pointed out. Merlin narrowed his eyes.

    “I whisper to the horse."

    "...am I supposed to not hear it?” Arthur asked. Merlin wondered how likely it would be that he also heard him whispering magical spells if he heard him murmuring to the bloody horse. “Also, only you would choose such a ridiculous name.” He muttered. Merlin swallowed. This wasn't a problem at all, right? Right.

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    Merlin knows Arthur well. Better than he knew himself apparently. What he hadn't expected was for Arthur to know his servant just as well... This causes problems. (also known as "The Time Merlin Had a Mental Breakdown Over Arthur Being a Normal Human")

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