#pansy x antonin

[acacia-fan-fiction]

Oooooh this gif is giving me major Pansahov vibes!

Mhmm !! Neeed !!!

[mayblelayla]

It Will Come Back Ch 2

[isbreulla]

I present to you the main antagonists of Sarah Snape's story, or should I say the villains?

[dramioneasks]

The Best Mistake - Chels_Writes_a_Fic - E, 26 chapters, Words: 127,444 - Hermione Granger does not make mistakes, at least not often. After making the biggest, dumbest, most horrible mistake of her life, Hermione must deal with the repercussions while keeping her relationship with her Auror partner, Draco Malfoy, strictly professional. He, of course, has other plans. Amidst a resurgence in Death Eater activity, the likes of which Britain hasn’t seen since the First Wizarding War, Hermione will come to realize that the mistake she’s made with Draco might not be so bad at all. It just might be the best mistake.

[sailtomarina]

“Forest cabins are the perfect sort of hideaway for a romantic.”

“A what?”

Never in his entire life had Antonin ever been called a “romantic”. The word itself felt foreign on his tongue. Her amused laughter fell like a gentle rainfall, and Antonin drank in the sound as if parched.

“You are a romantic. One has only to watch you for all of five minutes to figure that out.”

“And what, pray tell, brings you to that conclusion?”

It wasn’t so dark yet that Pansy’s mischief didn’t catch his notice. The longer he spent with this witch, the more she intrigued him. She was a fascinating blend of grace and force, privilege and grit, austerity and playfulness.

Antonin loved to play.

“Well,” Pansy began slowly, eyes darting over at him while she reached for the door, “your eyes, for one.”

“My eyes,” he repeated.

“They see everything, visible or not. Then there’s your hair.”

He sputtered, “My hair?” Now he knew she had to be teasing him.

“I have a dear friend with hair that looks just as intentionally careless as yours. He spends more time and money on his hair than I do.”

“That just means he’s vain.”

“That doesn’t sound like a denial.”

Read the rest of Only a Tourist on AO3!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Antonin Dolohov/Pansy Parkinson Characters: Antonin Dolohov, Pansy Parkinson, Original Muggle Character(s) Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Facebook: Dolohoes: Antonin Dolohov Supremacy, POV Antonin Dolohov, Sassy Pansy Parkinson, Bartender Pansy Parkinson, Seattle, Explicit Sexual Content, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, One Shot, One Night Stands, Or not Series: Part 14 of Lyubimiy Summary:

After the events of the Second Wizarding War and avoiding capture back home, Antonin takes a long-desired trip across America. His stop in Seattle treats him to the familiar face of a witch who may or may not be more than happy to turn him in to the authorities.

Can he convince Pansy to give him a chance? Does he even care?

[sailtomarina]

Author reveals are out!! Make sure to check out each of these incredible works for the perfect way to get into the holiday spirit 🥰

Days 1 & 2

@istarbel @sailtomarina

[hssrarepairs]

☃️ Week 3 Roundup ☃️

It's the end of our third week! This week we had so many wonderful fics, art, a comic, a podfic, a translation, a ship manifesto, and a DIORAMA! We are so thankful to all of our creators and readers. So much enthusiasm and creativity for this fest that we are in awe. It wouldn't be half as amazing without all of you <3

More roundups: Week 1, 2, 4 (TBD)

View all gifts on AO3 ✨

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🎁 for @the-invisibility-bloke !

FIC: A Lesson in Manners (Marvolo/Ominis, E, 2.9k words)

FIC: Magic never dies (Sirius/Harry, E, 1.9k words)

🎁 for armassy

FIC: Faking into love (Severus/Charlie, T, 690 words)

FIC + MOODBOARD: Pink Aster - Days Gone By (Severus/Charlie, E, 40.5k words, Digital)

🎁 for @picklesonjupiter !

ART: Slice of a Special Season (Remus/Severus, T, Digital )

FIC: time waits for no one (but sometimes she gives second chances) (Sirius/Severus, T, 1.4k words)

🎁 for @katbenimble !

ART: Three Hearts, One Home (Hermione/Pansy/Ginny, G, Digital)

FIC: inclusions (Narcissa/Pansy, E, 1.9k words)

🎁 for @pink-x-eye !

FIC: the gift that keeps on giving (Teddy/Draco/Harry, E, 12.5k words)

FIC: Fate Awakened (James/Severus, Regulus/Lucius/Severus, E, 7.3k words)

🎁 for @trueliarose !

FIC: Let Me Love You (Lucius/Severus, M, 7.2k words)

FIC: Insatiable (Minerva/Poppy, E, 250 words)

🎁 for Shewritesmaybe

FIC: A Surprise Christmas (Hermione/Draco/Theodore, G, 800 words)

FIC: A Life Not Yet Lived (Hermione/Charlie, E, 19.0k words)

🎁 for @wretchedanddivinee !

FIC: 7 Minutes To Destiny (Sirius/Severus, E, 24.8k words)

ART + FIC: I just want you to know who I am (Sirius/Severus, T, Calligraphy, Photography, Digital Art, 210 words)

🎁 for @the-houseryn !

FIC: In Every Sense (Gregory/Draco, T, 3.3k words)

FIC: New Traditions (Draco/Ron, G, 1.4k words)

🎁 for @herochicklyrrie007 !

FIC: Draco's Secretary (Draco/Lily Luna, E, 2.9k words)

FIC: Serpentine (Lucius/Ginny, Antonin/Hermione, M, 1.2k words)

🎁 for @lepoltergeist !

COMIC: Scared, Captain? (Gwenog/Ginny, G, Digital)

FIC + 5 MOODBOARDS: The Beginning of the End (Cho/Dudley, T, 27.3k words, Digital)

🎁 for @greenmegsnoham !

FIC: Maturity (James/Severus, E, 6.3k words)

FIC + PODFIC: Breaking News: Denial is not just a river in Egypt (Sirius/Severus, M, 1.1k words, 6:07 min)

🎁 for @nyenke !

FIC: Soul Searching (Astoria/Harry, T, 9.0k words)

FIC: I Don’t Want to Marry You (Daphne/Harry, G, 28.2k words)

🎁 for @stazvlt !

FIC: Blade and Silk (Theodore/Blaise, E, 760 words)

FIC: Good Together (Neville/Theodore, T, 790 words)

🎁 for Hawkflight

FIC: Their Rightful Place (Barty/Hermione, Luna/Draco, T, 670 words)

FIC: Destined Paths (Hermione/Rabastan/Rodolphus, E, 890 words)

🎁 for @jamesunderwater !

FIC: The Firefly in Green (Gwenog/Ginny, T, 6.3k words)

FIC: Don’t let the weightlessness fool you (Today, you soared) (Gwenog/Ginny, T, 320 words)

🎁 for @lucigoo !

FIC: Through Parchment and Observations (Viktor/Percy, T, 5.3k words)

FIC: Welcome Home (Viktor/Percy, T, 840 words)

🎁 for @midnightstargazer !

FIC: A Bride’s Duty (Lucius/Narcissa, M, 19.0k words)

FIC: My Heart Belongs to You (Andromeda/Ted, T, 4.5k words)

🎁 for @mymindisverycomplicated !

FIC + BANNER: Wishing on Dandelions (Daphne/Harry, G, 760 words, Digital Banner)

PODFIC: Respectfully (Daphne/Harry, T, 8:41 min)

🎁 for @givemetherapyimawritingtravesty !

FIC: The Crossroads (Regulus/Remus, T, 11.5k words)

FIC: A Different Kind of Initiation (Regulus/Barty/Evan, E, 4.6k words)

🎁 for @chemicalwildflowers !

FIC: Finding the Perfect Fit (Cho/Ginny, T, 2.9k words)

FIC: In the Bleak Midwinter (Cho/Ginny, G, 2.3k words)

🎁 for @pennygalleon !

FIC: Contingency Plans (Draco/Ginny, E, 15.6k words)

DIORAMA: Solace in a Star (Regulus & Scorpius, G, Mixed Materials)

🎁 for @apricitydays-lazynights !

TRANSLATION: Chromatische Afwijkingen (Astoria/Ginny, M, 9.2k words, Dutch)

FIC: Some Rivalries Never Die (Cho/Ginny, M, 3.2k words)

🎁 for @lumosatnight !

SHIP MANIFESTO: Moonwater & Rosekiller (Regulus/Remus, Barty/Evan, T, 4.8k words)

ART: School's Sweethearts (Hermione/Theodore, G, Digital)

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The end is fast approaching! We only have a few more gifts to give out 🎅

[acacia-fan-fiction]

This is giving me so many Pansy x Antonin feels. 💚🖤

Michiel Huisman and Sofia Boutella on the red carpet for the LA premiere of Rebel Moon

[darkangelofsorrow]

Made these for Antonin Plus Week Fest for the Dolohoes group on Facebook!

Vol. 2 — ft. Ginny Weasley

Vol. 3 — ft. Narcissa Black

Vol. 4 — ft. Andromeda Black

Vol. 5 — ft. Luna Lovegood

Vol. 6 — ft. Pansy Parkinson

[jada-lockwood]

MORE FIC RECS SINCE I LAST POSTED

1- The Auction by LovesBitca8 on ao3

Dramione post war fic

Harry dies in the forest after he goes to Voldemort in the battle.

Many people are taken into death eaters custody to be sold for a high price in an auction including Hermione.

Draco buys her.

Kinda HEA/implied HEA

Angst

Smut

Good Pansy Parkinson

Good narcissa malfoy

Secret spies

Trigger warnings: mention of drugging, forced slavery, rape and sexual assault mentioned in detail throughout, drugged sex (mentioned), death of many major and minor characters, hospitalization, depressing thoughts and implications to suicide.

THIS IS A DARK FIC PEOPLE. NOT FOR ANYONE WHO IS TRIGGERED BY ANY OF THE ABOVE.

personally this was one of my favourites because the twists and the world building is so good. Also read from Hermione pov so that was new for me tbh. Draco in this fic would do anything for Hermione. The character arcs and the evidence of war fucking up peoples sense of morality is so well written. Also I love the gradual info release throughout the fic so we can try to piece the story together as you read.

10/10 can and will read again.

Remain nameless by HeyJude19 on ao3

Dramione post war

Draco is struggling post war with his mental health and general well being. He grabs coffee at this muggle cafe near him as per his therapist’s recommendation. Hermione also frequents the coffee shop. He expects her to hate him but she doesn’t. The begin talking and getting to know each other. Hermione wants to set up a fund to help integrate muggleborn children into the magical work but doesn’t have the funds to do so, nor the time. Draco has both and becomes an anonymous benefactor for this charity.

Fluff fic

Little bit of angst but mostly fluff

Smut

Hurt/comfort

Jealousy and arguments

Descriptions of panic attacks

Miscommunication but it’s fine

HEA

Draco sees a therapist (as he should)

This fic is one for a rainy day. Really fluffy and cute. Mentions of almost dying but like they’re fine kinda. Narcissa is a bitch tho highkey. Molly and Arthur Weasley are always supportive and ginny and Draco’s banter is great. Overall a really easy read and I’m pretty sure I read it in one sitting. Not too intense with the angst but def there.

9/10 good fic would read again

Draco malfoy and the mortifying ordeal of being in love by isthisselfcare on ao3.

Dramione post war

Tonks is alive and well thank god

Auror Malfoy

Healer Hermione

Shes working on something that could change the world. However it’s quite controversial and therefore dangerous for her. Draco is assigned the bodyguard duty and is very reluctant. He figures out her days off correlate with something (not telling you what). He helps her along the way and tries to keep them alive lol. He’s a wicked fighter and she needs that lmao.

Angst

Fighting and descriptions of violence

Fluff

Bad humour

Reluctant teamwork

Not much on warnings

Scary nuns if that’s a warning? (They are quite something lol)

Talking skull? Not for long tho :/

Werewolves (specifically greyback and mentions of his specific violent tendencies)

They both fall and it’s beautiful.

I think this fic is again an easy read. It’s not too difficult with the world building. Draco would do many violent things to people if it means that she is safe. But I’m okay with it.

9/10 fic. Can’t read in one sitting but would dedicate a few days for this.

To a better end by gm_flowers on ao3(let’s be real they are all ao3)

5 years post war

Multiple pairings but Hermione centric

Unspeakable Draco helps Hermione to go back in time to try to reduce the effects of the war.

Past Hermione and Theo nott relationship.

Hermione x Tom riddle

Hermione x Antonin dolohov

Hermione x Draco malfoy

Young Bellatrix is sweet.

Saving people I guess

Fix it fic

Draco pines all the time

Hermione is confused on her feelings. Like always. Until the start of the end I guess

Arranged marriages

Dark themes

Smut

Angst and fluff

Overall 9/10. I love this fic because it was the first I read of Dramione and basically kickstarted this whole vibe. They are both willing to do so much for each other. It’s so fluffy.

Also I apologise if it’s hard to read these recs lol. I’m drunk and bored. As always dm for links

Hey so I’m coming on here for some fic recs. these are some of my favourite fanfics and most are completed (will specify down below). There are from multiple fandoms so I will be sure to mention which they are in and what the general tropes are.

Private message me for links, I will be happy to send them over :)

HARRY POTTER:

Marauders era:

dirty old town by WizardGod

Regulus Black x muggle reader

Alastair Moody’s niece takes in regulus after he defects from the deatheaters

Angst >> arguing and yelling

Posh prick regulus

Fake dating

Enemies to lovers

Smut

Trauma > hurt regulus > hurt/comfort

Happy ending

Fluff

Evan Rosier being a golden retriever

Complete>> 38 chapters and 286,984 words

Golden trio era:

Oh God Not Again! by Sarah1281

Harry gets sent back in time

Decides to fuck shit up while he can

Saving some people who would have died

Running gag that his scar is psychic

Marketing off of himself

Humour

Harry and Draco are friends

Complete>> 50 chapters and 150,710 words

The Black Sparrow by TheIdeaOfSarcasm

Regulus raising Harry

Angst

Jegulus

Wolfstar

Jily (not at same time as jegulus)

No lily bashing

Dumbledore bashing

Drarry

Fluff and smut

Badass Regulus

Badass Harry

Running on air by eleventy7

Drarry

Draco has been missing for 3 years

Harry is assigned to his case

Harry falls in love with Draco through memories

Slow burn

Happy ending

Complete

Veiled by 60coyote

Dramione

Post war

Ron Weasley bashing

Met at a masquerade event

She knows who he is but he doesn’t know who she is.

She asks him to find out who she is

8th year

Brief mention of spiking and description of spiking but no one is taken advantage of

Sub!Draco / Dom!Hermione

In progress

The Trouble With Wanting by WrathOfMacy

Hermione granger x Fred Weasley

Ron Weasley bashing

Molly Weasley bashing

Cute stolen moments

Smut

Fluff

Secretly dating

In progress

As long as I am here by Sehnsucht88

Harry Potter x sister!oc

Bill Weasley x oc

Dumbledore bashing

Molly Weasley bashing

Ron Weasley bashing

Theo Nott x Harry Potter

Dramione

Harry saved from dursleys

LGBT+ friendly

Badass oc

Adopted/taken in hermione

In progress updates regularly

LUCIFER:

Our Bodies, Possessed by Light by lilaestheticsnhope

Lucifer x reader

Friends with benefits

Fake dating / undercover work

Hurt lucifer

Hurt reader

Angst

Smut

Fluff

Complete>>45 chapters and 263,535 words

MARVEL:

Harmless by shurisneakers

Bucky barnes x reader

Dr doofensmirtz and Perry vibes

She’s the inventor, he’s instructed to keep an eye on her

She’s mildly dangerous, mostly harmless

Shameless flirting

Enemies/rivals to friends to lovers

Not wanting to admit feelings

Lighthearted

Fun to read

Enjoyable to reread

Complete>> 23 chapters and 118,356 words

[deifiliaa]

I'm going down a Cho rabbit hole rn!! Do you have any Cho fic recs?? I'd love to read more Cho

hello anon, welcome to the rabbit hole, just wanted to let you know that this is one of those asks i dream about getting because cho chang? oft-overlooked-and-underappreciated-in-fandom cho chang?? why yes i would LOVE to stand on this soapbox and talk endlessly about her and my favorite writings that feature her <3

i get that a lot of the pairings featured in these fics/drabbles are very not mainstream lol but please don’t let that scare you off because honestly?? these are all a mix of fun, brilliant, stunning, transcendent stories and i have spent approximately a million hours thinking about each one of these because the character building and emotional payoff and dimensional portrayal of cho is overwhelmingly just so satisfying. so capable of filling that void canon left. so chef’s kiss.

gonna do my best to pick a line from each fic/drabble that i think does a good job of capturing its ✨ essence ✨ so. here we gooo. (mature/explicit fics noted with an asterisk * ).

record scratch * by @provocative-envy — modern, best man and maid of honor au (cho x marcus flint)

“You and Cho—my best and dearest and most precious friend in the world, Cho—you know each other, don’t you?” Marietta asks, just a bit too sweetly.

There’s a beat of awkward silence, then, and Cho very responsibly avoids the heavy, frantic weight of Marcus’s gaze, which has suddenly—coolly—intently—snapped over to her.

“so it starts at the tail end of the war...” by @provocative-envy — canon divergent au (cho x marcus flint) 

“i don’t want to get away,” she tells him, wincing at the strain on her vocal chords. “this is–this is it, can’t you feel it? this is how it ends.”

good behavior by @provocative-envy — canon divergent, postwar au, also the sequel to the above drabble (cho x marcus flint)

Well, his “muggle integration counselor” needs to be able to find him.

“marcus flint knows a lot about destruction...” by @provocative-envy — high school au (cho x marcus flint)

“I’m bad at math,” he blurts out, jaw working as he folds his arms over his chest. He feels defensive. Frustration prickles a familiar dance across his scalp. “This is, like, my third time taking trig. They always—I get lost when that fucking—when the circle thing with the dotted lines shows up.”

tick tick boom by @provocative-envy — superhero au (cho x marcus flint)

Cho Chang now works for the nonprofit across the street, a legal defense fund for superheroes who aren’t lucky enough to have corporate sponsors or full-fledged PR teams.

Marcus sees her, occasionally.

heads or tails * by @provocative-envy — thief acquaintances au (cho x marcus flint)

“We aren’t jack shit, sweetheart,” she mimics obnoxiously. “Yes, I know.”

His nostrils flare. “What’s the fucking problem, then?”

flying before falling by andtheyfightcrime — canon compliant (cho x cedric diggory)

Cho sniffs, "Maybe we just think there's more to hello than sticking your tongue down someone's throat." Cedric groans at that and says, "You shatter my illusions, Chang. We could have been in Hufflepuff together."

fifty ways by andtheyfightcrime — canon compliant (cho x cedric diggory)

Being in like with Cedric is a lot like being friends with him, only with more private smiles and demure nods.

big head boy by @cocoartistwrites — university au (cho x percy weasley)

She makes him nervous, with her shiny hair and her firm, straight brows and her piercing dark eyes and the haughty way she argues with him, and how she slams everything he says, how she sounds like his sister, Ginny, sometimes, when Ginny hears him talking, how assured she is, how angry, how sometimes she argues with their tutor – their brilliant, famous tutor – once, memorably, calling him an outdated sexist pig and –

“the thing about cho chang...” by @provocative-envy — zombie survival au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

Out of everyone? Back at camp? That he could’ve gotten trapped in a fucking abandoned Bass Pro Shop with? While a horde of fucking razor-talon zombies mashed their rotting gray faces up against the tastefully organized display windows?

Cho Chang would not have been Cormac’s first choice.

the sweet spot by @provocative-envy​ — modern, celebrity au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

His smile is authentic in ways that she doubts he’s aware of, in ways that she doubts he’s even capable of understanding, and it unnerves her a little bit, having all that energy, all that intensity, all that smug, self-fulfilling excitement directed right at her, totally unfiltered.

hiding in plain sight by @mxrcusflint — high school au (cho x cormac mclaggen)

Cormac McLaggen, she thinks, has probably broken more hearts than earned A’s.

descent (or how to stop being a national hero) by watername — canon divergent au (cho x viktor krum if you squint, but also not really)

At the second task, when the competitors dive beneath the lake, he drums his fingers against the railing and wonders what kind of person inspires such loyalty.

when the lights go out by thatdarkhairedgirl — second war resistance au (cho x viktor krum)

He missed her. He’s known her for less than a year and he missed her.

flights of fancy by namelessamelie — canon divergent au (cho x draco malfoy)

“You don’t have to defend him,” he interrupted, cutting her off. “Potter’s not as wonderful as he’d have everyone believe, and you know that better than anyone.” Then, before he’d fully thought it through, he added impulsively, “One hero isn’t a replacement for another.”

caught by blood sugar love — canon divergent, postwar, rebellion au (cho x draco malfoy)

Cho blinks. "I mean... I-I sit, and I think about it. How much you've ruined everything. It's really amazing, when I tally it all up. How much you owe. Especially if your father dies."

the sporting life * by blythely — canon divergent au (cho x pansy parkinson)

Cho wins but it's probably because on the last match point Pansy is looking at Cho rather than at the ball.

seeking * by Gelsey — postwar, ministry au (cho x charlie weasley)

“Fucker,” she said, righting her clothes in quick, economical movements, though her hands were trembling. She tossed her hair.

a moment’s silence (happens grace, happens sweet) by disinclinant — second war order au (cho x charlie weasley)

“I’ve no idea who you are,” Charlie replies, amused and vaguely charmed by this explanation of how she knows him through the process of elimination.

moon walk * by @provocative-envy — modern au (cho x antonin dolohov)

She stares at him for a minute, blatantly astonished and visibly apprehensive, and then she blushes. Hard. Gnaws on her lower lip and sweeps her eyes from his face to his chest and—very, very quickly—even lower.

even the score * by themidnightguardian — olympics au (cho x ginny weasley)

It’s a tepid rivalry at best—something that’s fierce on the field and almost entirely absent off it—and they’ve only spoken a handful of words to each other since their college days, but when it comes to women’s soccer, the Chang-Weasley rivalry is the hot gossip because it’s the only gossip.

Which is why twitter loses its shit when they both make the Olympic team.

that’s what she said by @provocative-envy — hockey au (cho x ginny weasley)

“Hey, why don’t you like me?”

Cho’s face twitches oddly. Defensively. “Why don’t I—excuse me?”

playing favourites by Slumber — postwar, healer au (cho x oliver wood)

The first time Cho catches Oliver Wood wandering St Mungo's ward nowhere near his own, he at least has the grace to look embarrassed.

[mayblelayla]

It Will Come Back

It WIll Come Back- Hozier

Pansy Parkinson x Antonin Dolohov

Smut, sex, smoking, oral, choking, hair pulling, degradation, praise, (talks of abandonment)

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Pansy Parkinson regretted many things in her life, but the one thing she did not regret was the man lying passed out next to her. The moonlight cast a soft glow on his back, illuminating the scars littered across it, some large, some small. Her green eyes raked up to the head of messy chocolate hair, a short beard peeking out around the corner of his face. This was not the first time she had fallen into bed with him; it had become a recurrence in the past few months. And every time she found herself sitting in her bed, a lit cigarette held between her lips as she took in the image of the man peacefully sleeping. In the years since the war, Pansy had rebuilt her life, leaving behind the cold halls and glares of her family and their home and settling in an apartment on the outskirts of London. It definitely wasn’t a place she wanted to call home; the wallpaper was on the verge of peeling, and the windows were drafty, but the rent was cheap, there was a fire escape to smoke on, and it was not far from the entrance to the Ministry. When she cut off her family she expected that to be it, but she was approached by Draco Malfoy after his trial had ended, offering friendship and family. 

A rustling in the blankets pulled her from her thoughts, and she watched the man roll over to face her, his blue eyes slowly fluttering open. He gave her a lazy smile as he pushed himself up, reaching a hand out for the cigarette. She let him take it from her, his calloused fingers brushing against her hand as he drew it to his lips. 

“You know these will kill you,” he muttered, passing it back to her. There was still a slight hint of his Russian accent peaking through despite the time he had spent in England. 

Pansy rolled her eyes at his words, tapping the ash off the embers in the ashtray she had on her bedside table. “Says the one who just took a hit.” His dark eyebrows raised at her words, making her swallow thickly. She could see the few gray hairs that had started to grow in his neatly trimmed beard. Taking another draw, she offered it to him, but he refused, rolling onto his back and running a hand through his dark hair. She glanced over at his chest, focusing on the long scar that ran diagonally across his chest, remembering all the times she had raked her nails across it during sex, eliciting the most delicious moans from the man’s lips. 

“What’s got you up, Pchelka,” she tried to brush him off, muttering that she was just having trouble sleeping, but he reached over, took the cigarette from her hand, and put it out next to her, slinking his arm around her waist. “I can help you try to go to sleep if you like,” he offered, rubbing his thumb along the skin of her thigh, brushing lightly against the black slip she had thrown on. At first, she didn’t respond, feeling his hand start to inch up to her hips, lightly gripping it as his lips began to move up her arm. With a hum of approval, he shifted around, pulling her under him in one swift movement. 

The skirt of her slip was pushed up around her waist as his lips grazed the plush skin of her thighs, the scruff of his beard scratching delightfully against them as he drew closer to her core. “I could get used to this,” he whispered, his fingers ghosting over the arousal that had immediately pooled between her thighs at the sound of his voice and the touch of his hands. “The way your body reacts to me, Lyubov,” the hum of his voice sent shivers down her spine and a whine to grow in her throat. Her fingers tangled into the soft waves of his hair, twisting them into her grasp, dragging him directly to the heat of her core, moaning as his lips pressed against her bud. “Chert voz’mi, Pchelka” he groaned, tasting the sickeningly sweet taste of their fluids that had mixed together earlier that evening, images of the raven-haired woman falling apart with him inside of her sent blood rushing down him again, awakening his arousal once more. 

In all the years he had been alive, which was more than double the woman’s, he had never been able to go more than one or two rounds. Tonight, this had to be their third or fourth, and he would savor every moment of it like it would be his last. It likely would. Though he had been released from Azkaban, he was still forced to walk the streets with stares and whispers, which caused him to avoid almost everywhere in the wizarding world if he could help it. Pansy Parkinson had just turned twenty-six, held a stable job at the Ministry, and had a small group of friends she considered family. Antonin Dolohov knew that the woman he held under him could never stay there, he would inevitably have to let her go, she didn’t deserve the whispers, stares, or gossip like he did. He had done many regretful things, including the woman who had her fingers tangled in his hair scraping her nails against his scalp, eliciting a guttural moan from his lips. No, he did not regret the nights they shared a bed and their bodies; he would likely think about it until the day he died, but he regretted the way she enticed him and gave in to the sweet honey of this venomous woman. It was not fair for him to continue knowing that whatever was between them could not continue for her sake. 

“Fuck Antonin,” he was drawn from his wandering thoughts, right back to the witch that was writhing beneath his hands, subjected to the flicks and swirls of his tongue that lashed against her bundle of nerves. Pulling a hand from her thighs he brushed his calloused fingers across her folds before slowly pressing only one in, earning a whine from his witch. I must not refer to her as mine, she never will be, he thought, almost losing track of the work he was doing, pulling her apart thread by thread. He knew he would leave Pansy Parkinson completely frayed, and utterly ruined for any other man, or woman.

 Her nails scraped against his scalp and he couldn’t resist bucking his hips into the bed, groaning against her core. This witch had him humping the bed like a damn boy, utterly unacceptable. He added another finger, curling the two to press again that perfect velvet patch, making her legs tighten around his head. 

She would undeniably be the death of him, and yet, if that were to be true? He would die happily between the thighs of Pansy Parkinson. 

Her walls began to clench around his fingers, legs softly shaking as the wave of her orgasm flooded over her in a blanket of warmth. Fingers tugging his head of chocolate hair closer to bring her crashing to a close, lapping with his tongue every last bit of her arousal like a dog, a hungry dog whose feast never seemed to cease, its hunger never satiated.

When they would first stumble into the bedroom, or really anywhere in the apartment their tongues would lash at each other, verbally fighting for dominance. But, as the night continues, and morning draws near, their words become little, settling to speak through actions and mumbled words, followed by heavy breaths where they both ached to fill the silence. 

“Moya ved'ma, ya mog by sozhrat' tebya” his voice was barely a whisper, but he knew she could barely understand a word he was speaking, especially with his mouth working its way back up to her throat. She moaned, either way, he knew she loved it when he spoke Russian, remembering what she had told him on their second-midnight ren de vous. Say it again, she had whined, pulling his head up to her ear, I want to hear it again. She came to his words that night, not understanding a word he had whispered, and the power that flowed through him from the mere clenching of her core almost brought him to his own orgasm. 

Reaching her lips he pulled her in for a lazy kiss, nibbling on her bottom lip. The taste of her cigarette still lingered on her tongue as he pushed into her mouth. When she wrapped her legs around his waist, crossing her ankles and pulling him in, he knew he was done for, there was no way in hell he was escaping her hold without a third orgasm. 

Pansy’s small fingers reached between them and took hold of his length, guiding it to the same spot he had curled his fingers into only moments ago. Slowly pushing in her hands made claim to his back, raking her blood-red nails from his shoulders to his hips. Pushing in and out at an excruciating pace, Antonin could feel her tight, slick walls ready to swallow him whole, and god, he would never stop craving her. 

Bottoming out inside of her, his head fell to the sweat-slicked skin of her shoulder, pants falling from his swollen lips. He tried not to focus on the faint moans she breathed out as they drove him closer to the edge. Trying to grip his sanity, which frankly, he didn’t have much of, he grabbed her throat and squeezed, much like she was squeezing him. Her petite hand came up to grip his wrist, pushing it tighter against the skin, muttering words he could not hear. Again her walls began fluttering around him, and he cried out at the feeling, just barely able to keep his own pleasure at bay. Short gasps pulled him back from the brink, drawing his attention to the way her green eyes had rolled back in her head and the other hand that wasn’t wrapped around his wrist had balled up the sheets in her fist. 

“Bozhe moy, ty menya ub'yesh', malen'kaya pchelka” She fell limp below him, a heavy whine filling his ears, spurring him on. “You dirty little witch,” he growled, picking up the speed of his hips, listening to her moans crescendo. “Rile me up every time just to get more.” She reacted just how he wished, fists beating into his chest. 

He tisked, removing his hand from her throat to capture her wrists, tugging them above her head and pinning them in place. “Don’t move,” his words bit at her, but she couldn’t help the moan that slipped through. Antonin lifted her legs to his shoulders, pushing deeper into her core, earning a deep and heavenly moan from the dark-haired woman. The way she pulled him in, welcoming and warm, he could feel himself running to the edge so he returned his hand to her throat, squeezing tighter than before. “Come for me, pchelka,” he whispered next to her ear. The whines she spilled spurred him on. “What a fucking slut, pulling me into you for the third time tonight, downright criminal, vse zhe tak krasivo, Pchelka."

She squeezed him and he could feel her juices flood over him, he squeezed harder around her throat, watching her eyes roll back again, soft thank you’s falling from her pretty lips as he continued through her orgasm, and then letting himself fall over the edge. His eyes squeezed shut and his grip on her throat fell away as his thrusts became sloppy. Pure please spread throughout him and it felt as though he was teetering on the edge of his sanity, the fingers tangled back in his hair keeping him from disregarding that last sliver he had left. 

Rolling off of her he waved his hand with the mutter of a quick cleaning spell and pulled her back into him. She rested her head on his chest and peered up at him with bliss-filled green eyes. He gave her a soft smile before leaning his head back against the pillows. This would be the last time he saw her, he’d be leaving on a trip to America with Thorfinn for the next few months. In the morning he would go home, write her a note, and leave it under the door of her apartment then walk right out of her life and try his damnedest to leave her behind.

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Translations:

Pchelka: bee

Lyubov: Love

Chert voz’mi, Pchelka: Damn it, bee

Moya ved'ma, ya mog by sozhrat' tebya: my witch, I could absolutely devour you

Bozhe moy, ty menya ub'yesh', malen'kaya pchelka: Oh my god, you're killing me, bee

vse zhe tak krasivo, Pchelka,: yet so beautiful, bee

[hpdailydeviant]

It's time to decide whose naughty birthday wishes you'd like to make come true! Below you'll find a numbered list of all the wishes submitted by our members. As is par for the course around here, there's a huge variety: het, femslash, and slash from every generation, romantic themes to dark ones, and, of course, loads of different kinks. They range from a little bit naughty to thoroughly filthy. Something for everyone! In order to make a claim, simply reply to this post and tell us the number of the wish you'd like to fulfill. Comments are screened to preserve anonymity. Each wish can be claimed only once, and as they're taken they'll be struck off the list. We'll be monitoring the post closely and crossing out wishes as they're claimed. If the prompt you pick has already been taken, we'll let you know right away; otherwise you can assume you got the wish you wanted. Members you have a 24 hour "head start" to make your claims before watchers join in. Watchers: a post will go up at 12:00 pm (U.S. Eastern time) tomorrow (January 10th) to let you know you may begin claiming wishes. Also note: If all of the wishes appear to be disappearing before the member period is over, don't panic! We have ways to make plenty of options available if and when the need arises. Note about dealbreakers: You might see a lot of "SPEW" scattered amongst the dealbreakers. That's our acronym for "the usual" hard kinks: Scat, necroPhilia, Emetophilia, and Watersports. This is not intended as a value judgment regarding "good" or "bad" kinks (although it is meant to be at least a tiny bit funny...); it's just an attempt to save space on the (already quite long!) list of wishes. Completed pieces are due by Monday, March 28 and should be emailed to dd.mods@gmail.com. Fic must be a minimum of 1,000 words and art must be a completed piece. Both fic and art must merit at least an R rating. No crossovers permitted. Watchers: your pieces must fit into a single IJ post. The mods reserve the right to refuse any fic that contains significant SPAG problems or art that appears to be a last-minute slap-dash sketch, so be sure to plan ahead and find a reliable beta. Headers for both fic and art will become available a little closer to April. We're super excited about our Banging Birthday, and we're looking forward to seeing loads of fantastic, kinky work to celebrate ten years of smut! The Banging Birthday Wish List 1. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus/Draco or Remus/Regulus Kinks/Themes: UST, Longing, Lost love Tone: Melancholy to hopeful Dealbreakers: Unhappy ending, dead characters, usual nos Prompt: Though one or both are long thought dead by the other, a chance meeting gives them a second chance at something beautiful together. 2. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Pansy or Harry/Hermione Kinks/Themes: Edging for long period before final orgasm, cunnilingus, semi-public sex Tone: Romantic, sexy, some humour (always up for a good banter) Dealbreakers: Dub/Non-Con, non-sexual body fluids/solids, dirty talk (sexy banter, yes... gratuitous dirty talk, not so much) Prompt: Surprise party (for anyone, doesn't have to be the main pairing) at the Three Broomsticks and someone has an itch they can't scratch 3. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Albus Severus Potter/James Sirius Potter Kinks/Themes: Fuck or Die Tone: Sexy, angsty... feel free to take this one wherever the muse blows! Dealbreakers: mpreg, death, either character younger than 17 Prompt: He's wanted him forever, but not like this... 4. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Some Combo of Tonks, Ginny, Luna, Fleur, Pansy or Millicent Kinks/Themes: first times, fingering, oral sex, femmeslash, bdsm, corsets, toys Tone: light, fun, romantic Dealbreakers: Het, mentions of any previous male partners (including "Character X doesn't love me, so I guess I'll be with you now"), infidelity Prompt: Character A has had her eye on Character B for a while. Finally her feelings are requited. 5. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Severus, Harry/Remus, Harry/Sirius Kinks/Themes: Fingering / First Time Tone: Filthy and Feelsy. Dealbreakers: Any reference to marriage, kids or pregnancy. Would prefer Harry to be 18+ Prompt: Harry never really understood why anyone would want fingers up their arse, but he think he's been starting to get it. 6. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/ any of Rabastan Lestrange, Antonin Dolohov, or Thorfinn Rowle Kinks/Themes: Dub-con, spanking, bondage, orgasm delay, desperate!Harry who shouldn't want it, but really does. Feel free to include a threesome if the mood strikes you! Tone: Dark and sexy Dealbreakers: Rape, death Prompt: Voldemort won the war. He isn't averse to sharing his prize. 7. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Kinks/Themes: Praise kink. Tone: Dark. Sultry. Royal. Dealbreakers: Orgasm Denial. Daddy!kink. HET. Cheating on Ginny. Prompt: Harry is often unsure of himself as an adult. He lives the life he's expected to and is a sought after bachelor but there's just something about him and he loves paying for it. (Financial or otherwise - up to the creator.) 8. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Ginny/Pansy or James Sirius/Scorpius or Lucius/Narcissa. Kinks/Themes: (Semi-)Public Sex Tone: fun/romantic/dirty Dealbreakers: non-con Prompt: It's one way to make the [event] interesting. 9. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Ron/Draco Kinks/Themes: Polyjuicing, "Anonymous" sex Tone: Post-war melancholy, but hopefully avoiding full-on angst Dealbreakers: The usual squicks Prompt: In the Muggle world, with a different skin, they can be whoever they want to be. (Or, Ron and Draco initially hooked up at a Muggle club under the guise of polyjuice/glamour/etc., when both were running from various post-war-ness, and just...haven't seen a reason to stop doing so. Whether or not either of them realizes who each other really is is up to you.) 10. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Minerva McGonagall/Albus Dumbledore Kinks/Themes: UST -> RST. (almost) student/teacher Tone: Hot... soul-searching... hot Dealbreakers: Bodily fluids not usually associated with sex Prompt: Hogwarts, 1940s. Minerva McGonagall is in her final year and is Head Girl. Professor Albus Dumbledore is the Head of Gryffindor House. The attraction between them is becoming almost unbearable, but they are determined to wait until Minerva graduates. Can they? Will they? ...What then? 11. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… anonymous/stranger hookups Character(s)/Pairing(s): Teddy Lupin/James Sirius Potter (or Teddy/Harry) Kinks/Themes: Teddy using metamorphmagus abilities to look like someone else, established relationship, consensual/negotiated kink, roleplaying sorta? Tone: sexy, fun, letting off steam from their high stress jobs Dealbreakers: rape, MCD, scat Prompt: James likes to be picked up by anonymous men in bars. Teddy likes to be those men ― and lucky for both of them, he can change how he looks each time. 12. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco/Bill Kinks/Themes: knotting/bondage, A/B/O dynamics Tone: dirty, dirty, messy, filthy, loud Dealbreakers: poc Harry, top Harry for this prompt, character bashing. Prompt: Both Bill and Draco are desperate to breed and knot Omega Harry. Harry is only too eager to please. :) (established H/D please) 13. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Fleur/Tonks Kinks/Themes: Oral sex, fingering Tone: Sexy, flirty, romantic Dealbreakers: Non-con, dub-con Prompt: Tonks has always loved that her birthday is in the spring. 14. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sirius/Severus, Remus/Severus, Sirius/Remus (any era is good -- Marauders era, post-war they lived!AU, afterlife, whatever) Kinks/Themes: dirty talk/vocal partner (I'm looking for lots of "need to feel you", "that's so good", random cursing, semi-coherent babbling sort of stuff from a character who can't seem to put a sock in it.) Bonus if it's the first time for the pairing. Tone: Hot. Humor is good. But yes, mostly just hot. Dealbreakers: non-con, excessive schmoop, ABO dynamics Prompt: Character A really shouldn't have been surprised that Character B was so vocal during sex. He never shut up any other time, so why would this be any different? Or conversely: Character A was normally so reserved/careful with his words that his behavior during sex caught Character B completely off guard. (Really, go anywhere you like with this...) 15. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Neville + Anyone Kinks/Themes: BDSM Tone: Dom Neville just getting what he wants, hot dirty talk would be great Dealbreakers: non-con, bodliy fluids (except come ofc) Prompt: Neville knows how to wield a sword and a whip 16. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Teddy/Louis Kinks/Themes: age difference, virgin/inexperienced partner, first times, teasing, dirty talk, top!Teddy/bottom!Loius or switching Tone: sexy, romantic, filthy, loving, sweet, humorous, guilty, dirty/hot/wrong, ANY-except nothing too dark Dealbreakers: infidelity, extreme mindfuck, unhappy ending Prompt: After Teddy and Victoire split, Louis makes his move. 17. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco or James Sirius/Teddy Kinks/Themes: Workplace Sex Tone: Dirty, sexy Dealbreakers: Hardcore BDSM Prompt: One member of the pairing surprises the other at work 18. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… A surprisingly good time Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Petunia Evans Kinks/Themes: virgins Tone: any Dealbreakers: bdsm Prompt: Petunia can't help but be attracted to magic, and Severus can't help but be attracted by opportunity... 19. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Ron/Harry Kinks/Themes: D/s dynamics Tone: Sweet and smutty! Dealbreakers: infidelity, hermione/ginny bashing, rape/non-con, mpreg Prompt: It's the summer after the war and Harry isn't doing so well. He can't seem to shut off his mind, continuously steeped in grief and guilt. He needs somebody to take care of him and help him find some peace, if only for a little while. Ron steps up. 20. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Draco/Theodore Kinks/Themes: Frottage, Blow jobs, crossing the line between friendship and lovers Tone: Sexy Dealbreakers: Dub/Non-Con, non-sexual body fluids/solids, dirty talk (sexy banter, yes... gratuitous dirty talk, not so much) Prompt: Post-war and one or both are teaching at Hogwarts, supervisory rounds lead to steamy happenings in either the Quidditch showers or prefect's bath. 21. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Captain: Harry, Severus, Rodolphus, Sirius Black; Cabin Boy: Draco, Albus Severus, Scorpius, Teddy Kinks/Themes: Roleplaying Pirate and cabin boy for fun Tone: Happy, D/s Dealbreakers: Usuals, unhappy ending. Prompt: He's the captain, and it's time to teach his cabin boy his place. 22. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Any older woman femslash. Specific pairings I love are Molly Weasley/Rosemerta, Minerva/any female Hogwarts staff member, Narcissa/Lily but if those don't appeal choose your own! Kinks/Themes: Multiple Orgasms Tone: Sexy, Playful and I wouldn't say no to a Sexual/Queer Awakening slant if that's your cuppa (no worries at all if not) Dealbreakers: Pregnancy, Marriage, Kids Prompt: She had always thought sex was good but didn't realise it could be this good. If you are more inspired by a first time orgasm angle that's also fine! 23. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sirius/Harry/Draco Kinks/Themes: Jealousy. Tone: It's all about Draco. Dealbreakers: Orgasm denial. Prompt: For his 30th birthday, Harry goes to a sex club. He doesn't expect a) Sirius to be there. b) Draco Malfoy sucking Sirius's cock. [Happy ending for all three] (In contrast, Harry doesn't expect Sirius to be rimming Draco.) 24. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Bill Weasley/Nymphadora Tonks/Charlie Weasley Kinks/Themes: threesome, bdsm, "directing", under the influence/loss of inhibitions, role playing, pegging, oral sex, light discipline, gender fluidity (Tonks)* Tone: light, fun, romantic, humour is okay but not all out crack Dealbreakers: M/M or M/M/M, hardcore Weasleycest (some touching/interaction is fine, but no declarations of romantic love between the boys), Tonks being excluded from the fun, Tonks morphing into a biological male, A/B/O Prompt: A night of partying leads Bill, Tonks and Charlie to play. Tonks/one of the Weasleys are in a relationship, he is the one who directs Tonks/the other brother in whatever they're doing, then joins in. *I'm fine with Tonks presenting herself as androgynous/non-binary or more masculine while playing, but never as completely male. 25. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Snape/Moody, Scrimgeour/Moody, Snape/Sirius, Snape/Remus, Ron/Viktor Kinks/Themes: rough sex, struggling for dominance -- feel free to include any of: biting, hair pulling, a bit of bondage, difference of opinion regarding exactly who is the bottom here (*snerk*), shoving of people against various surfaces Tone: hot, hot, a little bit dirty, and hot Dealbreakers: non-con/dub-con, outright humiliation, hard BDSM, felching Prompt: The taunts and insults always get their blood flowing and their hackles up. More than just their hackles, actually... 26. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Charlie Kinks/Themes: Voyeurism/exhibitionism Tone: Humorous, sexy Dealbreakers: Non-con, dub-con, underage Harry Prompt: Charlie knows Harry’s watching him. 27. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Kinks/Themes: (Semi-)Public sex Tone: Sexy Dealbreakers: Hardcore BDSM Prompt: They just can't wait any longer 28. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sirius/Remus Kinks/Themes: First times, Loss of virginity Tone: Quirky, humorous, "realistic" sex and relationship dynamics Dealbreakers: The usual squicks Prompt: They’ve been planning to shed their virginity together on Valentine’s Day. A romantic evening, sharing such a private and special moment. What could go wrong? Well, apparently…everything. (Preferably seventh year. Could be established relationship, or could be just a pact between “friends" *winkwink* that turns into realizing feelings.) 29. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Horace Slughorn Kinks/Themes: gainer/encourager; cross-gen Tone: Happy, indulgent, sexy Dealbreakers: Bodily fluids not usually associated sex Prompt: Maybe it's the lack of stress, maybe it's actually having a life, but Severus Snape is surprised to find that after the war, he's gaining weight. He's even more surprised to find that he likes it... is turned on by it. Now all he needs is an enabler - and he can't imagine anyone could be better than a certain older colleague with a penchant for crystallised pineapple, ice-cream sundaes, indulgent sex and plump boys... 30. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco w/Hugo, Oliver/Marcus w/Percy, Draco/Theo w/Blaise Kinks/Themes: Voyeurism, wanking Tone: Sexy, dirty Dealbreakers: Rape, mental health issues, death. Prompt: He knew they were together, but had never thought he would actually see them. 31. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… face sitting Character(s)/Pairing(s): Teddy/Lavender, Pansy/Harry, Ginny/Pansy Kinks/Themes: hookups, intimate but not romantic, “we shouldn’t but we’re going to” Tone: sexy, fun, letting off steam Dealbreakers: MCD, scat, under 18 Prompt: Two drinks, and they always end up here 32. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Draco/Severus or Draco/Rabastan or Draco/Antonin. Kinks/Themes: Sex for protection/bdsm Tone: darkish/sexy/angsty Dealbreakers: Scat, non-con (dub-con's fine) Prompt: He only has one thing to offer. 33. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Any in lightning gen, would prefer Ron being cuckolded, but I'm not picky Kinks/Themes: cuckolding Tone: dirty and maybe a bit romantic? Dealbreakers: non-con, would love the cuck to be into it please, and give their consent Prompt: Either at home or a club, maybe they're celebrating a birthday with a special present 34. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Kinks/Themes: genderbending Tone: Filthy and romantic Dealbreakers: top Harry for this prompt. Prompt: Harry has always wanted to know what it's like... and so does Draco. (you can decide what 'it' is) 35. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… brains and beauty Character(s)/Pairing(s): Minerva McGonagall/Madam Rosmerta Kinks/Themes: wanking Tone: any Dealbreakers: bdsm Prompt: why did they wait so long? 36. This Banging Birthday I Wish For… Character(s)/Pairing(s): Harry/Draco Kinks/Themes: Sex for money, maybe some D/s, dirty talk, a bit of serving, enthusiastic bottoming, (anal, fingering, oral, frottage, or whatever direction you want to go), bottom!Draco Tone: ANY; sexy, romantic, dirty, sweet, humorous, teasting, ust, angsty/dark is also okay as long as it's also hopeful Dealbreakers: hardcore masochism, indfidelity, extreme mindfuck, unhappy ending Prompt: Draco is a high class escort and his services come as an amenity at a certain high class hotel. He's not expecting Harry to be his next client, but he's up for the challenge. maybe some snarky!Draco who rides a fine line between serving his client and getting what he wants

[dramioneasks]

Hold Me Like a Knife - TristenCrone - E, WIP - The only thing worse than lost time is stolen memories. Told in alternating POV between present and past. Past: Draco tries his best to ignore his budding feelings. A war is coming and entertaining delusions about a particular Mudblood will only endanger them both. Throughout his years at Hogwarts, he struggles with what he desires and what he has to do to keep her safe. But in the face of death, he will have to decide just how far he's willing to go for the girl who hates him or the master who's shaping him into a weapon. Present: Hermione's hold on her mind is tenuous at best. Stuck between a normal life and nightmares of another, she can't shake the feeling that she's missing something. When she is captured, her worst fears are confirmed. She has to come to grips with her precarious sanity and lost memories. Her captors seem to think she's the best chance they have at luring Draco Malfoy out of hiding. What happened in the 18 months since the Battle of Hogwarts and why was it so impactful that someone felt the need to erase it from her mind? TLDR: She's Draco's biggest weakness but doesn't even remember who he is. He will stop at nothing to get her back and make those who dared to hurt her pay.

[sailtomarina]

Have an excerpt from an upcoming piece that will be released in full on June 25th. Certain details may change with further writing and editing, but the spirit will remain the same.

He pushed open the doors, the bell twinkling like stars in the night sky, and stepped into a dream.

Dim lighting cast a reddish hue everywhere he looked. Whoever had decorated this space might have been mistaken for a soul of the old country. Oh, if he looked close enough at the details of the tasselled lampshades and the shapes the plush upholstery made with their arms and backs, they’d differ from those of his homeland. But the vision remained. Antonin felt as if he’d stepped into the inner sanctuary of the royal palace.

Miraculously, there was room at the bar.

The young man who’d greeted him at the door led him to the high-backed stool furthest from the door. There was only one seat alongside his, the other being the wall. He had only just settled into the surprisingly comfortable seating when he was approached yet again.

The former Death Eater inside of him was immediately ashamed that he hadn’t noticed her until now.

Chin-length hair blacker than coal and curled inward at the edges. Wide-set eyes he knew to be a striking hazel–he’d looked into them often enough before. Plush lips that were now parted in shock, the owner clearly on the verge of fleeing.

“Miss Parkinson. I am only a tourist. I did not know you were here.” He prayed she believed him. 

She licked her lips in apparent nervousness before replying. “Nobody knows that name. Call me ‘Pansy’.”

He counted it a win that she did not walk away.

[wandlores]

No Control

Pairing: Antonin Dolohov x Hermione Granger Words: 3,201 You can also read this on AO3.  This is dedicated to @vino-amore who requested this pairing, and it is for the @hprarepairnet and @slytherdornet Winter Challenge! This is also a Muggle AU. 

Irresponsible was not a word in Hermione's vocabulary; it would not be a word any of her previous employers or her college professors would use to describe her.

Until that one night.

She had gotten a 71.3% on her first exam coming back from winter quarter. It was the lowest score she had ever gotten on an exam, and she was freaking out. So naturally, her roommate Pansy felt she needed to get out and live a little. Forgetting about the "horrible" grade she got for once. Pansy told her that was her average, and that made Hermione hyperventilate even more imagining that anyone would be okay with getting a score that low.

So as Hermione awkwardly pulled the short skirt Pansy lended her down her thighs to look more appropriate and tried to walk in Pansy's heels, Pansy rolled her eyes and tugged her along the sidewalk.

"I can't do this," Hermione hissed, "I need to be back at the dorm studying. It is almost below freezing, and I am wearing a mini-skirt! This is the definition of what I should not be doing."

"You'll be fine," Pansy reassured her, "And besides, it isn't supposed to storm at all tonight. Please live a little for once. You're so wound up."

"For good reason-" Hermione mumbled under her breath, but Pansy ignored her as they reached the usher to the club.

"IDs please," the usher demanded, or who Hermione thought was just one huge bicep. Did he even have any other limbs? He was bulging.

Hermione felt nervous as she pulled out her ID. She was old enough to be in the club, but guilt was washing over her.

The usher scanned their IDs quickly and raised his brows as he watched Hermione nervously look around her. Pansy whispered under her breath to get a grip.

"You sure these are real?" The usher asked.

Hermione's eyes bulged out of her head before she attempted to speak, but Pansy interrupted her.

"Yes," she told him, "These are real IDs. My friend here has just never been clubbing before. Sorry if she seems antsy."

Pansy winked at the usher, who then opened the door for them and moved aside to let them in.

"Get her a drink," the usher said flatly, "She needs it."

That was really the last thing Hermione needed right now, but Pansy pulled her along and soon enough, they were at the bar.

The music was blaring. It was giving Hermione a headache, and she felt the need to pull her skirt down again. Pansy swatted her hand away from her legs instead.

"Stop pulling it down! You look fine."

Hermione glared at her, "This is horrible. I cannot believe you do this for fun."

Three men across the bar were watching them as they spoke. Hermione looked away quickly, but Pansy smiled at them and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"I'm going to go talk to them. I'll let you do what you want," she told her, "But don't accept drinks from anyone. Just buy them yourself."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Pansy rolled her eyes, "Sorry for trying to be a good friend here. If you decide to pull that stick out of your ass, I'll be over there."

She pointed to the three guys that were eyeing them earlier. Hermione gave her a sarcastic wave as she strutted off towards them.

She heard Pansy give them her fake laugh and rolled her own eyes. She couldn't believe they were falling for her crap.

Hermione looked down at the red straw in her drink and started stirring it around. It was then she thought about how she should have brought her own metal straw of her own. She was killing the environment here. Was there anything she could do right now? She groaned to herself and heard a low chuckle on her left.

She turned her head, and she knew her eyes must be blazing. Tonight was not the night to be mocked, but the man didn't back down. He just kept smirking at her with highly amused eyes.

"What do you want?"

The chuckling man's smirk did not falter, and instead, he moved to sit closer to her. Instinctively, she moved away from him. Surprisingly, he didn't push it.

"I can just see you're frustrated," he yelled over the music, "Shouldn't a young woman like yourself be enjoying herself on a Saturday night?"

He had a thick accent. She wasn't sure where he was from. She tried to ignore the fact that it sent chills up her spine.

Hermione knew she shouldn't be opening up to a total stranger at a club, but Pansy was tired of listening to her complain, so she decided to unload.

"Well, first off, I got a 71.3% on my first exam for winter quarter. Who gives a test on the first day? We weren't even guaranteed to get our textbooks yet. Plus, I haven't met my last professor yet and will on Monday, and I heard he is a total asshole. That's just what I need. He probably won't even know how to grade properly and I-"

She took a deep breath in the middle of her rant and noticed the man she was ranting to was still smirking. This made her stop.

"What is so funny?" She pressed, "Do you like to listen to the perpetual suffering of a total stranger? That says a lot about you."

"Have another drink," he told her. He waved over the bartender who started pouring a glass for her, "It's on me."

"Sorry," Hermione scoffed, "I don't take drinks from strangers."

"Then order your own."

The man took the drink he had ordered for Hermione and downed it in one gulp. Hermione raised her brows. It appeared he had some issues, too. From how he looked, she assumed they were deep-rooted ones. He looked rugged, like he had been through a lot of things Hermione had yet to experience. He was at least five years older than her. Hermione's eyes darted down to his hands that were tapping against his thighs. They were not calloused like she expected them to be. They looked soft, and she suddenly wondered how they would feel against her skin.

She gulped and ordered another drink. As the bartender poured her drink and was about to put another plastic straw in, she then asked, "Do you have reusable straws here by chance?" She knew it was a long shot, but it was important.

He raised his brows like he had never heard of such a thing before and answered her slowly, "No, why woul-"

But Hermione waved him away and downed her drink in one sip. She coughed but quickly tried to cover it up so she wouldn't embarrass her in front of this man. He still kept grinning.

"Do you not want to save the environment and the sea turtles?" Hermione asked him seriously, "It is a real issue. Did you know-"

But he interrupted her by leaning forward and pressing his finger against her lip. He waved the bartender over again who looked incredibly done with his job for the night and ordered another drink.

"You don't need to talk about saving the world right now," the stranger told her, "You just need to unwind. I'm assuming that's why your friend brought you here tonight, right?"

He motioned his head towards Pansy. The bartender set down two shot glasses in front of them.

"Take a shot with me," he offered, "It will help you unwind."

Hermione knew she should say no, but Hermione was intrigued by his offer. Why not live a little? It was why Pansy wanted her to be here. She knew it was a bad idea, but she grabbed the shot glass and downed the alcohol in it. She realized quickly it was straight vodka, and she felt her face turn up instantly. But this time, she didn't cough.

"What's your name?" Hermione decided to ask him. She might as well know who she was going to be talking to for the evening.

"My name is Antonin, and you are?"

"Hermione."

She played with the shot glass in her fingers as he studied her face.

"Do you need to rant more?" He asked politely. She could tell he didn't want to hear anymore, but he knew she needed to release her pent up anger.

Hermione decided to surprise him by replying, "No, but I do need another shot."

So they had another shot. And another, and another, and another.

Hermione woke up feeling like her stomach was on fire and a cinderblock was sitting on top of her head. She groaned and rolled over. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was in a strange room. She sat up quickly and pulled the covers up over her body. It was then she realized she was butt-naked, too.

Frantically, Hermione looked around the room. When her eyes glanced down, she jumped back a little and almost fell out of the bed. She must of startled him, because his eyes opened quickly.

It was the man from the bar. She didn't even remember his name.

This could not be happening. Who was Hermione becoming? A mediocre scholar and a college student randomly hooking up with strangers? Oh my god. She was that girl.

Before he could speak, she shot out of his bed and anxiously attempted to find all her garments spread out through his room. What did they even do last night? She grabbed her panties off a lamp-shade on the other side of his room.

Her plan was not to say a word to him as she slipped her clothes on. She wanted to act like this never happened, but when she went back to the nightstand to grab her phone, he reached his arm out and touched his hand to hers.

"Don't even bother calling for a cab," he told her, "The cab companies are all closed."

"Then you can drive me home-" Hermione started, not even thinking about why cap companies were closed, but he just shook his head.

"I don't have a car."

"You don't have a car?"

"I ride a bike to work."

"Why?"

"For the same reason you use re-useable straws."

Hermione sighed and set her phone down loudly and decided to ask, "Now why are the cab companies closed?"

"There was a huge snow storm," he explained, "The roads are packed with snow. No one can get out of their houses. It is going to be at least two days before anyone can go anywhere."

Hermione froze in place.

"What!?" She shrieked, "I have class on Monday!"

"They will be canceled," he told her, "Trust me."

"Trust you? Trust YOU!? I don't even know you!"

She was pacing around the room and ran her hands through her curls. They were sticking up all over the place. She watched from the corner of her eye as he laid back in bed against the headrest and put his arms behind his head.

"How are you so calm about this?" She asked him, "Don't you want a complete stranger out of your house?"

"I feel like I know you quite well already, if I must be honest."

"You know nothing about me!"

"Want to bet?"

She glared at him and sat back down on the edge of his bed. She crossed her arms, showing that she was ready to argue.

"You are the perfectionist who seeks to change the world. You are definitely a freshman in college who has not had their dreams crushed yet by reality, and when one thing goes wrong, you go manic. But on the inside, you are actually easy-going, you just don't want anyone to know that. Especially your parents, because you feel being easy-going means you're a slacker. So you push yourself to the edge and also push others. You probably have mommy issues and are never meeting her expectations and-"

"Enough," Hermione snapped at him, "I don't need to hear anymore from someone I had a one-night stand with."

"So I'm right?"

Hermione didn't answer him. Of course he had to be right. Was she really that easy to read?

Her lack of response made him smirk, "That's what I thought."

He got up and out of bed with no clothes on. Hermione felt heat rush to her cheeks and looked away quickly, but she could still see him in the mirror by his bedroom door. He was smiling at her reaction as he pulled a shirt on over his head.

"Don't be embarrassed," he told her, "It isn't like you haven't seen me already."

Hermione groaned and decided to check her phone. She had many missed calls and unread messages from Pansy. Without reading any of them, she texted back:

I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'll be back after the roads are cleared. I promise. Trust me, I lived a little last night.

Surprisingly, her day went by smoothly. The city was able to clear the roads and the heat went up dramatically for January, so Hermione was able to go home that evening. It was a short and random storm that worked in her favor. Antonin was wrong, thankfully. And yes, she figured out what his name was again an hour after he made her breakfast.

They had a very casual and natural type of bickering. It was the type of bickering that Hermione enjoyed. She always respected a natural devils advocate, and that is what Antonin was. She was not surprised when she learned he was older than her, but she was surprised when she realized he was thirteen years older than her. He looked good for his age. Too good. But this was bad. Hermione did not hook up with strange men, especially older men.

What was he? A cradle-robber to let this happen? Hermione shuddered a lot throughout the day thinking about that, but she knew she was only thinking that to make things complicated for herself. She just didn't want to admit she actually kind of liked him.

As the cab pulled up to his house, she sighed with relief and opened the front door.

"Thanks for your hospitality. This will not happen again," she informed him.

He leaned against his front door frame and gave her a knowing smile, but he didn't say a word.

As the cab pulled away from his home, she looked back. He was still leaning against his doorframe with his arms crossed, but when he saw she was looking back at him, he waved smugly.

Hermione turned around fuming, but not because she was mad he caught her, but because she lied.

She wanted it to happen again, and knowing her and her newfound impulsivity, she would make it happen again.

Hermione had lost all control.

Hermione was exhausted on Monday morning. She had two cups of coffee before she even left for class and was drinking another in her to-go cup as she sat down in front of the lecture hall. She always loved the front row, but today, she was half tempted to sit in the back. She felt like her professor was going to be able to see exactly who she was this last weekend inside her eyes, but she reasoned with herself that she was just being paranoid. She couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Pansy on the other-hand was thrilled about Hermione getting laid. She was even proud of her. Hermione wondered why she even put up with her sometimes, but she was reminded why when Pansy made her the to-go cup of coffee even after Hermione had drunk all of hers. That's what true friends were for.

Her professor was late, and this made Hermione instantly feel agitated. This was not a good start, not at all. She took her last sip of coffee and set her cup down. She picked up her pen and started tapping it rapidly against the table. The boy next to her glared at her after a few minutes, and Hermione gave him an apologetic smile before she stopped.

It was then her professor walked into the lecture hall and down to the front of the room. When she caught sight of his face, all of the color washed out of hers.

It was him. It was Antonin. Her one-night stand was her young and ridiculously late professor. She couldn't breathe.

When he caught sight of her, he raised his right brow, but he made sure not to let his eyes linger in her direction for too long. She swore she saw him smile as he looked away and introduced himself to the whole class.

This was bad, this was real bad.

At the end of class, Hermione made her decision as she quickly packed up her things. She was dropping the class. She could take it next quarter with a different professor. It didn't matter that much. It was just a random history elective.

Everything was going to be fine, she told herself, everything was going to be fine.

She looked anywhere but in his direction as she walked around the table and tried to make it out the door, but she heard his voice call after her.

"Miss Granger, could you please come here for a moment?"

Why was this happening to her?

She took a deep breath and turned around. She didn't step any closer to him though. She wanted to keep as much distance between them as possible. She was at least relieved when she saw that everyone was out of the lecture hall and it was now just them.

"Yes, Professor Dolohov?"

His dark brown eyes stared into hers with such intensity that it made a shiver go down Hermione's spine.

"I was thinking that-"

"I know," she interrupted him, "I need to drop the class. This is just so wron-"

"That you could earn some extra credit," he finished.

Perplexed, Hermione set her books down on the table in front of her.

"We don't even have any assignments yet?"

He grinned, "This is a different kind of extra credit."

Before she could get another word out, he strode towards her and grabbed her face with his hands. He planted his lips on hers. She knew she should push him away, but she melted against his body. If she could remember anything from that night, it was this. It was this feeling of intensity between them. It was a feeling she had never experienced before.

As he pulled away from her, she was breathless, but then reality caught up with her. She jumped back away from him and grabbed her books.

"I-I can't," she faltered, "This isn't ethical."

"But doesn't it feel good to be bad?"

His accent was thicker than it had been two nights before. Hermione gulped and felt goosebumps rise up on her arms.

"Yes," she admitted, "It does."

She knew this was a horrible idea, but maybe it was time to add a new word to her vocabulary.

Irresponsible did have a nice ring to it, and that was all college was about, right? Making bad choices.