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“ writing on the wall ”, chapter xxxvi  [ read HERE ]

━━━ «  how do I live? how do I breathe? when you're not here I'm suffocating I want to feel love, run through my blood tell me, is this where I give it all up? for you I have to risk it all 'cause the writing's on the wall a million shards of glass that haunt me from my past as the stars begin to gather and the light begins to fade when all hope begins to shatter know that I won't be afraid if I risk it all, could you break my fall? »  

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"Your assumption is correct, Blaise", the witch said. "If you fail you have a shot of Firewhisky. Then the others can decide to take their guess, but they only get one try and will have two shots of penalty to drink".

Harry looked over her shoulder to read the instructions.

"You just made that up", he accused, playfully.

"I still don't get what's so extreme about it", Draco added.

Harry instinctively eyed the vial, which was still in the box. Surely it couldn't be?

"Is that Veritaserum?", he inquired.

Were they in England he would have to confiscate it.

"Yup", Pansy's honeyed voice lingered on the "p". "Everyone takes a sip before we start. It should last approximately ten minutes, just enough time to write on the cards".

"So we can't fabricate a secret", Draco mused.

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fics where there is a consipracy or some sort of plot to be unearthed? not sure where in the tags to look. i'm not looking for straight up crime or a regular mystery. sorry if this is unclear

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“ 7 rings ”, chapter xxviii  [ read here ]

━━━ «  been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch who would have thought it’d turn me to a savage? rather be tied up with calls and not strings, write my own checks like I write what I sing  »  

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“Zabini is not bad, actually, once you get to know him”, Ron conceded. “Did you know he never misses a single game she plays? The Harpies are extremely important to Ginny, it’s good she has someone that’s supportive of that”. Harry warily eyed his friend. “Precisely my point”, he nodded. “And I’ve found what I need to be happy, too. Isn’t that good?” “I suppose”, Ron mumbled through gritted teeth. His eyes were once again focused on the table where the subjects of their conversation were sitting at, but his posture was a little less stiff now. “I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that all the people I care about are getting involved with Slytherins. What next? Hermione and Malfoy?”, he chuckled.

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“ old town road ”, chapter xxx  [ read here ]

━━━ «   yeah, I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road I’m gonna ride ‘til I can’t no more I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road I’m gonna ride ‘til I can’t no more (…) can’t nobody tell me nothin’ you can’t tell me nothin’ can’t nobody tell me nothin’ you can’t tell me nothin’   »  

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Hermione shot him a reproachful look. "See that you also have back-up before you get yourself killed because of your testosterone", she sneered.

"If you have to trust me on just one thing for the rest of your life, Granger, let it be this one", Draco said. "Just because I don't particularly enjoy violence, it doesn't mean I can't stand up for myself if it comes down to it. The last time someone underestimated me, Death Eaters got into Hogwarts".

"Just promise me you'll be careful, then", she conceded. "And that you won't drag my brother into a midnight duel anytime soon".

"I suppose Blaise will have to do– ".

"Call me, Malfoy", Hermione whispered. She added, louder, "I'll help you. Let it be next week or next month. Even if I'm in Australia, call me and I'll help you. Regardless of how things are between each other at that point".

"Do you think they'll change?", he asked.

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“ my strange addiction ”, chapter xxxi  [ read here ]

━━━ «  don’t ask questions, you don’t wanna know learned my lessons way too long ago to be talkin’ to you, belladonna shoulda’ taken a break, not an oxford comma take what I want when I wanna and I want ya bad, bad news  one of us is gonna lose I’m the powder, you’re the fuse just add some friction »  

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Harry smirked. "I couldn't help but notice it's Draco now".

Hermione stopped with her cocktail in mid-air, mockingly arching one brow. "I couldn't help but notice it's Draco for you, too", she teased. "He's Theodore's best friend. Besides, it's not all that bad".

His smirk grew wider.

"Of course. I mean, I'm sure there's plenty to appreciate in him for the female eye", he said, suggestively.

The witch emptied her glass in one sitting, and he followed shortly after.

She stuck her tongue out at him. "Ow, sod it!", she cursed. "I knew Pansy would tell you".

"Actually", Harry grinned. "Pansy didn't tell me shit. You just did". ━━━

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“ highest in the room ”, chapter xxxiii  [ read here ]

━━━ «  hope we make it outta here when I'm with you, I feel alive you say you love me, don't you lie won't cross my heart, don't wanna die (…) case it's fumes (smoke) she fill my mind up with ideas (straight up) I'm the highest in the room »  

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If chances were high, Draco was higher. Pansy and her bloody brownies. Luckily for him, there were still hours left before his eventual return to the Manor for dinner.

But how could he keep a straight face and fabricate some story for his mother about the guy who'd placed the new wards when all he could touch were his feelings and why did his skin felt like a cloud?

Blaise and Potter were currently having a not so friendly match at wizarding chess, one in which winning seemed to matter far more than the rules.

"You can't do that", Ginny protested as she returned her boyfriend's Queen to her former position on the chessboard. "You can't just eat a piece because you don't like it". "I'm with Red on this one", Pansy said, looking disapprovingly at her fiancée. "If you want to cheat, the least you can do is try not to get caught".

A small fit of laughter came from his shoulder, where Hermione was resting her head.

“If only he ever tried to learn how to play chess rather than how to get away with cheating".

Draco tightened his hold around her, pulling the woman closer to him. "He's hopeless, anyway", he whispered in her ear. "Couldn't fool a kid".

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“ goin’ bad ”, chapter xxix  [ read here ]

━━━ «   playin’ with my name that shit is lethal, dawg (who you say you was?) don Corleone, trust me at the top it isn’t lonely (strapped) everybody actin’ like they know me, dawg don’t just say you’re down, you gotta show me (what you gotta do?)   »  

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“The Death Eaters I fought against in the war thought of blood as the supreme force driving their actions”, Hermione said, careful to phrase her sentence in a way that could reproduce the logical connections of her theory. “My parentage has been all over wizarding papers since Theo and I publicly announced it, so I don’t think they’d be too bothered by me, not where the fact I helped Harry defeat their master isn’t concerned”. “They wouldn’t risk getting the attention of the Order by going after Harry Potter’s best friend”, Narcissa noted. “Especially when Kingsley Shacklebolt is the Minister of Magic and has done anything in his power to lock them all up in Azkaban since the war ended”. The witch nodded. “But Harry Potter’s best friend who fought in the war as a Muggleborn witch getting cozy with families generally regarded to be Dark? Well, that’s something that bothers a different kind of people”. “Are you suggesting the attackers are from the Light?” “I’m suggesting we pay more attention to those whose opinions were never really taken into consideration (...)”

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“ press ”, chapter xxxii  [ read here ]

━━━ «  they throwin' shade 'cause they see me on top tell that bitch to pull up, I'ma send you the drop press, press, press, press, press cardi don't need more press kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest walk in, bulletproof vest (…) ding dong must be that whip that I ordered  »  

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"Mum".

Tears were piling up in the corners of Theo's eyes, too.

"My boy…", she trailed off, uncertainly, as her gaze turned to Eloise. "He found you".

There was a happiness in her voice which her husband had all but forgotten, and it rekindled the flame in his heart, hearing again such a sound after so many years of cold stares and silence.

At last, his family was reunited.

Only its members seemed to be rolling for two opposite teams, and his own, he feared, was made of a single person: himself.

"I call bullshit", Hermione said. "Really, I don't have time for this".

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“ backin’  it up ”, chapter xxiv  [ here ]  

━━━ « looking this good should be a sin, you should call me cinnamon (…) we see who winnin' (see who winnin'), we see who got it (see who got it) you see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits (cash) you see who switched up sides and who was solid (who was solid) you see who stuck to the code and who forgot it talk about it, bitch »  

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“Do you have a crush on my sister, mate?” Draco gulped. How was he supposed to get himself out of this? He couldn’t lie, because that was the man he’d practically shared all his life with, and he could tell if he was not being honest. But he couldn’t tell him the truth, either, could he? He had a deal with Hermione about keeping the fact they were dating private (with the exception of Pansy, it seemed), and he knew how spiteful she could get if someone didn’t stand by their word. I’m screwed – was his only coherent thought before he nodded, almost imperceptibly and only once. Then he squared his jaw and raised his chin, finished his drink and extended his arm, offering the empty glass to his friend so that he could refill it. Theo said nothing as he did so, just kept grinning like an idiot and staring into his eyes. “I’ll take that as a yes?”, he then offered, tentatively, as he returned the glass. Draco nodded again. “It’s complicated”, he started, but Nott waved him off. “It’s cool, mate. I get it. I mean, my sister’s beautiful”, he reassured him, “And so clever… And powerful, and rich. She’s a war heroine and the closest thing to an Enchantress you will find nowadays. I knew this was bound to happen the moment I knew who she was. My friends crushing on her, that is”. ━━━

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Boner aside, everything was perfect: the expensive sheets (courtesy of Narcissa) were thick enough to keep him warm, but almost as comfortable on the skin as the woman’s back felt while pressed against him. He was spooning Hermione Granger and Pansy was smirking at him. Pansy was smirking at him… Draco sat up on the bed, alarmed, nothing covering his privates but the pale grey sheets. His erection unceremoniously died.

chapter 27th, “Clout”

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“ talk that talk ”, chapter xvii  [ here ]

━━━ « say what you want, say you want you like / say you want me to do and I got you / tell me how to love you, tell me how to hold you / i'mma get it right on the first try for you »  

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“As you already know, the Wizengamot was very precise with the terms of my probation. Blaise says a secretary who he hooked up with a couple years ago told him a couple of the senior members wanted to make an example out of me and others held a personal grudge against my father, so they really cared little of what happened to me”, he said, doing his best to explain the facts in as little words as possible. His trial was a chapter of his life he didn’t like to think about. “Anyway, I had to live one year with muggles, no access to my magic, of course, but also no access to my money and no contacts with my mother or my friends. They were adamant I got a full-immersion. The odds were against my survival, obviously”. “It must have been traumatizing for you”, she uttered. “Now that I think about it, I can’t believe you’re sitting at this table with me today, Malfoy. How on hell did you manage to fit in a society you knew nothing about?” “I had my O.W.L. in Muggle Studies”, he retorted with a smirk. “But you’re right, I was utterly helpless. I spent my first weeks in London hiding in some abandoned community centre where junk-heads would go for their… business meetings, but I realized very soon that staying there would have meant to die. I was young, spoiled, definitely not the best version of myself back then, but I wasn’t stupid. I knew I needed a source of income if I wanted to survive, so I set out looking for a job, but everything I was eligible for was under-paid or illegit. I almost gave up, but then I met Gino”. “They should have given you enough money to start”, she argued. “Everyone with a brain would understand fresh starts aren’t gifted to you. What were you supposed to eat?” “I think that was the whole point of my sentence, Hermione. I needed to make it out alive, and I needed to make it out alone”, Draco said, an amused expression on his face that quite didn’t match the one he’d sported during the period of his life he was talking about. “No matter how shitty, it was my second chance. So, I took it. With no experience or previous knowledge of the muggle world it was almost impossible for me to succeed, but I did it. (...)” ━━━ 

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“ wow ”, chapter xxvi [ here ]

━━━ « you was talkin’ shit in the beginning (mm-mm), back when I was feelin’ more forgivin’ (more forgivin’), I know it piss you off to see me winning (see me win), see the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin’, yeah hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me hunnid deep when I roll like the army get more bottles, these bottles are lonely it’s a moment when I show up, got ‘em sayin’, wow (wow wow)  »  

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“I remember it like it was yesterday”, he begun, but from the way his voice trembled ever so slightly over certain syllables, it became clear for the witch that she wasn’t the only with a baggage. Taking a quick glance around, she couldn’t find someone inside of Blaise’s living room who didn’t. In that sense Hermione felt like they were much braver than she was: barely and with much difficulty, but at least they were owning up to it. She knew she couldn’t play hide-and-seek with her emotions for much longer, not while remaining sane, but she wasn’t sure she could (ever) stop. Gregory cleared his throat. “It’s almost funny how we were on that floor because we honestly thought there was no way you’d be taking a walk over there. What was it that you said, mate? Let’s go enjoy our final hours of freedom because no matter what, we’ve lost this war?” “I believe it sounded a little more like let’s crawl down a hole in the basement because no matter how this war ends, we’re completely fucked up”, Draco corrected, his rosy lips quickly returning to a flat, nervous line the moment he was done talking. “The war fucked up everyone and everything we ever knew”, intervened Pansy, who’d been unusually silent for the past ten minutes. Inside her eyes was seething a sentiment that Hermione was perfectly acquainted with: protectiveness. “But I don’t think that sitting here and let it fuck us up even more it’s the best option we got”, she scolded. “I’m just saying…”, Goyle tried to say, but he was stopped by a quick gesture of the witch, who waved her hand in front of his face. “I understand what you’re saying”, Pansy sighed. “But I ask you as a friend to stop killing everyone’s mood and let me celebrate my big milestone. Can you do that for me, Greg?” ━━━

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