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Hermione, as usual, has done the impossible. She has found a cure for the obliviate spell, and she is eager to present her findings to the wizarding world at large. The problem is, Hermione is attacked when presenting her research at St. Mungo's, and she finds herself rescued by a masked man in tactical gear. Only, he's using a gun... and a wand?
Draco has been forced into servitude along with every other child of the death eaters. It wasn't a choice to join the underground task force, but he does rather excel at it. As he does. The Knights, all of whom go by code names and operate in the shadows, carry out their orders with deadly precision. They do not usually play bodyguard to other witches and wizards.
Hermione is the exception. Draco is tasked with keeping Hermione alive, protecting her from what seems to be a muggle army. Or zombies. They're not exactly sure. Only, Hermione has no idea who is behind the mask. All she knows is that a Knight has been sent to her flat, H3. And she's stuck with him.
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13 Jul 2026
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BAMF healer Hermione + tactical bodyguard Draco
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He doesn’t look at her.
He doesn’t.
And if he does, it’s only to make sure their poses are complementary.
For the artists.
That’s why he’s here, after all, standing naked in the middle of a circle of easels while the late afternoon sun streams in through the nearby window, leaving him nowhere to hide.
But he’s not alone in his exposure. Standing in front of him and just to the side is Granger, equally bared.
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Or, Draco shows up to nude model for a figure drawing class to find his co-model is Hermione.
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Draco looked miserably at the low ceilings and stone walls of what were apparently going to be his living quarters at Hogwarts. The rooms were minuscule. He made one last effort. “I understand that living in the castle is a tradition here, but professors at Beauxbatons—”
Granger glared at him, arms crossed and hip cocked. In her sensible heels, she was exactly his height, yet they did not see eye to eye. “Let me guess, Professor Malfoy: you skied down to the campus every morning from your mansion above the clouds? And a dozen elf-made croissants awaited you in an office the size of a ballroom?”
“Oh, you’ve been, then?”
“This is your suite. Happy housewarming. Goodbye.” She whirled away, heels clicking on the stone floor.
Draco was left grumbling to no one, a state he found himself in after nearly every interaction with the Director of Hogwarts.
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In which Draco Malfoy obtains his dream job at Hogwarts, and Hermione Granger obtains a Problem.
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28 May 2026