#m&m hermione granger

[that-one-raccoon]

"Hell’s Hounds"

“Hell Hounds,” Dazai said. “We’ll be the Hell Hounds."

He wrote it in bold, chalk letters across the top of the blackboard.

Hell Hounds

Then, he paused. "Well, you’re the Hell Hounds. I’m just...”

“Hell,” Ron supplied unhelpfully.

Instead of pulling a face, like Ron probably expected, Dazai beamed. “You’re right! It’s more like ‘Hell’s Hounds’ then, isn’t it? With an apostrophe.”

In the small space between the word Hell and Hounds, Dazai drew in a tiny 's. He had to write it crooked to make it fit.

Hell's Hounds, it read proudly.

“Hell’s Hounds gang...” Hermione tasted the name on her tongue. “It’s a bit dark, though?”

“It has a nice ring to it,” the twins cheered, “Hell’s Hounds!”

Hell’s Hounds... Dazai could agree it had a certain charm to it. A little threatening, a little rebellious. Just the right name for a mafioso’s gang of schoolchildren.

-- Coil, Chapter 7: Hell's Hounds by Allegory_for_Hatred

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[thegrangerarchives]

To Woo a Wolf by @juniordreamer

It's been years since the end of the Second Wizarding War. Hermione is a Healer specializing in the treatment of non-magic individuals (i.e. muggles) suffering magical injuries. No one knows that Draco Malfoy has been infected with lycanthropy, only that he's retreated from the public eye in exchange for a life of isolation at Malfoy Manor. She doesn't expect a response to her written request for donations or the more personal correspondence that follows.

Rated: M; Chapters: 14

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[villainboygirl]

[elisedonut]

Me saying i like nearly all Percy ships while pointedly not making eye contact with Pansy and Hermione who are glaring at me like I'm a liar from the corner of the room

[ayumicxi]

[volcre]

& @mallfoii said: [ BLUNDERED ]  for receiver to walk in on sender in a state of undress thus seeing their scars for the first time // MEME // ACCEPTING

SHE CURSED HER OWN MIND & HER TERRIBLE lack of control over her own life as she threw a handfull of floo powder into the hearth and softly called out the destination. the green flames enveloped her in a cool caress of magic and within a split of a second Hermione found herself stepping out of the fireplace at Malfoy's home office. he was not there, and the witch battled with herself about just sneaking around to find what she needed. he was obviously either not here or busy enough with other things, she could just grab her favorite clutch purse that she had recklessly left here the last time she visited, right?

Hermione made her way out of the room, remembering the way to the bedroom more than well enough. she made sure her footsteps were quiet, not to disturb anyone who could linger about - though with her luck Malfoy was there & about to ambush her any second. hopefully after she snooped around his bathroom counter in search of her burgundy red bag.

the witch walked into the master bedroom without much thought, directing her footsteps towards the smaller room. the last time she was here they were both buzzed up on firewhiskey and loosing clothes in a mindboggling pace. Hermione was quite sure she also left her lace panties somewhere in here, but that was not the main concern at the moment. the brunette, lost in her memories, walked into the bathroom without knocking and then ended up frozen in her spot at the sight before her. "oh." the witch gasped softly, though dark honey eyes did not stray from the broad shoulders & narrow waist, taking in every last inch of flesh available to her across his back. anad then even his front as her eyes stole a glance in the mirror. there were scars. so many of them. small and big. some old and some that looked as if they barely healed. she took a moment to look, to assess, before her gaze met his in the reflection of the mirror "---hi."

[yeahwhatsorrywhat]

Daily dose of Cat Culture/HL <3

(I love my little slytherin munchkins will my whole slippery heart)

[hp-fanfic-archive]

Unconventional by gracerene Pairing: Millicent Bulstrode/Hermione Granger Rating: M Word Count: 1k Podfic available here Read by: rhythmia Length: 10-30 minutes Hermione never realised she could feel like this about another person.

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[artdepleurer]

DOMESTICITY (AND OTHER CULTS) - ch. 14 - vide et credere

“Hermione,” his hand lowers, fist clenched back at his side. The warning in his voice is evident, but Hermione is too driven by shock and adrenaline to care. He hesitated, and she will make him regret it. “Hit me, Tom. Punish me,” she continues to taunt, any sense or reason long gone. “You want to punish me. I deserve it, don’t I?” “Is that what you think?” His eyes darken. “You deserve to be punished?” Something changes in his face that sends a shiver down her spine. For a moment she feels a flicker of fear, reminded of the time he had pinned her to the ground and held a knife to her throat. “Yes,” she admits breathlessly. She wants to be punished.

[realm-of-erotica]

Facefucking 1A: Hermione offers a very compelling reward to help Harry actually do his homework.

Facefucking 1A

This was to get him to do his homework. That was what Hermione told herself, while she let Harry ram his cock into her mouth. 'This is to get him to do his homework. I don't have a crush on him. I don't have a crush on him.'

Hermione had then begun to wrap and swirl her tongue around his cock. Making Harry double his efforts. Thrusting his hips faster, right up until he had reached his limits. A happy sounding noise left Hermione, as she swallowed his cum. '...damnit, I have a crush on him.'

[hptriadfest]

Fic: A Pinch of Atlantis Clay

Title: A Pinch of Atlantis Clay 

Medium: Creative Writing 

Length: 3,300

Rating: Teen and Up

Thruple: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy/Theodore Nott

Warnings: none 

Summary: Draco Malfoy has a problem, and there is only one person who can help: of course it had to be Hermione Granger.

Cue Theo struggling with lycanthropy, Draco and Hermione working together, and a whole host of unexpected feelings to come tumbling out…

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[thegrangerarchives]

Midnight Bath by @extremewritersblock

Hermione had dreamt of him again. Cloaked in black, she ran through the dark halls, seeking the solitude and warm water of the Prefects’ Bath, but when she entered, she suspected she was not there alone. The hard, male body that came up behind her confirmed it. Draco had clearly been expecting someone else to join him tonight. But when he kissed her, she couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop.

Rated: M; Chapters: 2; Words: 12,912

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[hpcestfest]

HP Cest Fest 2023: Fic ☕️📖

Renouncing the Old Ways

Author: ??? Prompt #: Self-Prompt Ships: Rose Granger-Weasley/Lucius Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy/Hermione Granger (past) Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 14,670

Warnings/Tags: Intergenerational, Incest, Parent-child incest, pureblood doctrine, Jealousy, Flirting, Seduction, First time, Daddy Kink, Daddy issues, Confessions, Banter, bad puns, Angst & humor, Praise kink, Slapping, Biting, kissing, oral sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, Cuddling & Snuggling, older man/younger woman, Alternating POV, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Age Difference, Infidelity, Grooming, Mention of Menstrual Sex, Mention of Murder

Summary: She may giggle with her friends about antiquated, and salacious, pureblood customs. But Rose Granger-Weasley secretly wonders about her own paternity and, as custom would have it, climbs up the family tree.

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[mountiandrcw]

had to do a movie redesign in class, and this was an obvious choice for me ✌️

[ayumicxi]

[volcre]

& @rh4egar // 🧡 - hermione granger // SC.

HER ANNOYED EXPRESSION WAS ENOUGH to chill the bravest of hearts of any of the gryffindors but it was not one of the lions that interrupted her peace. Hermione arched a brow at the boy, daring him to make another scruffing sound while she was so engrossed in the research she was trying to finish for the latest homework for the potions class. it was not due for another month - but then again, Hermione already had everything else finished. why not this one too?

"if you make another sound it will not be Pince that you will have to be scared of." the brunette uttered in a harsh whisper, narrowing her whiskey-colored eyes at him. it dawned onto her then, that she was being unfair. even lost in her own world of studying and books it was not a nice thing to get her frustration out on others. "i'm sorry." Hermione added, trying to keep her voice steady even if just the memory of her earlier confrontation with Ron had her heartrate spiking again "I did not mean to be so harsh and- well, rude."