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“In my humble opinion there’s only three things that men should be and that is bloody, slutty, and pathetic.” And, on a good day, Draco Malfoy can be all three.
When war heroine Hermione Granger and Azkaban-tattooed war criminal Draco Malfoy are forced to wed as part of Shacklebolt’s controversial Reconciliation Act, they openly fight the match and each other—their public brawls breathlessly reported by the press.
Secretly, a deeply traumatized Draco delights in Hermione’s attention and pines for a real marriage with her—even as her forced proximity to the Black family magic irritates the cursed scar Bellatrix left on her arm, reminding her why she can never truly trust or forgive him. Then Hermione discovers that Draco’s blood will soothe the scar . . . and Draco is willing to trade his blood for her body.
(With post-war blood purity politics, black market potioneers, Pansy Parkinson’s career advice, the Malfoys blackmailing Hermione’s Wizengamot opposition, BDE Neville Longbottom hunting Death Eaters, a slutty Theo Nott serving as Draco’s right-hand man, and Crookshanks loose in Malfoy Manor.)
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- Part 1 of THE BLOODY, SLUTTY, AND PATHETIC SERIES
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Hermione Granger was one of the Wizarding World’s most accomplished Healers, specialising in rare and unexplained magical illnesses.
Draco Malfoy was a single father with a son no spell could cure. Five-year-old Scorpius had been passed from Healer to Healer and subjected to every advanced treatment available—none of which had worked.
With nowhere else to turn, Draco placed his last hope in the Brightest Witch of Her Age.
What began as a professional duty slowly became something far more intimate. As Hermione worked to heal Scorpius, a quiet, beautiful bond formed between them—one built on patience, trust, and small moments of light. And in watching his son come alive in Hermione’s presence, Draco found himself drawn into that connection as well, bound to them both in ways he hadn’t expected.
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He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP. Now complete with the epilogue.
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the red g-string of fate by quicknotesquim for Dizzle00
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
20 Jan 2026
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He sucks in air through his teeth as his finger curls around the scrap of silk. "What, pray tell, are these?"
"Knickers," she stammers weakly.
“‘Knickers,’ she says. Granger, if these are knickers, then their other ninety-five percent is with Houdini, who may I remind you is still missing.”
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For years they were two clashing musical notes played together, uncomfortable in the experience yet meant to move the score forward. A build that had no rhyme or reason other than to lead them towards the dissonance, the crescendo that when finally brought together feels an awful lot like a bridge converging two wandering souls.
Or: what happens when Hermione Granger's "gut" leads her to a dying Draco Malfoy.