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“I… Neville, I need flowers.”
He frowned and dropped his hands. “Well, I can certainly help you with that. But your letter made it seem like you had a much more dire issue.”
There was no point in keeping anything from Neville.
“Something is wrong with me,” she whispered. “Neville. I wake up hungry and I want to eat flowers. I keep dreaming of being a tree, a flower— vines.”
“...What?”
or, Hermione's concept of love has always been twisted due to her experiences. When she confesses her love to Draco Malfoy, something inside her snaps and she develops an appetite for all the flowers.
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18 May 2026
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Some stories did not begin where they were remembered.
Hermione Lestrange had always known exactly who she was. Raised among the oldest names in wizarding society, taught to value pure blood, legacy, and the certainty of belonging. There was comfort in a life that asked nothing she could not give, in a world that had already decided her place within it.
But beneath that certainty lay something less stable, something unspoken.
Because some truths were not taught—they were buried.
Who was Hermione Lestrange? More importantly—was she a Lestrange at all?
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18 May 2026
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“Kill me, then. Give me a drink of the poison from your lips and I’ll fade from this earth willingly.”
***A tale that has been told hundreds of times, in a thousand different ways. In this one, two people find love unexpectedly amidst dangerous and cruel circumstances. It begins with Hermione witnessing something she wasn’t supposed to, Draco developing a confusing obsession with her as a consequence, and the brightest witch of her age being unable to decide if she quite likes that or not.
A tale that is told in three parts. Each with their own story. Each with their own betrayals. Each with their own fucked up version of love.
Anybody want a drink before the war?
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Or: A toxic and morally grey retelling of Hermione and Draco's experience from sixth year onwards loosely inspired by Wuthering Heights, in which one of their only redeeming qualities is their love.
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15 Apr 2026
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They stared at each other, just stared, she didn’t know what to say next, and maybe he didn’t either, and then suddenly he was grabbing her hand and tugging her inside, making her land hard on his lap as his other hand reached around her to pull the curtain of the photo booth shut.
“Malfoy,” she gasped.
“Hide with me,” he mumbled.
“What?”
“Hide with me, will you?” He smiled. “Not from me.”
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01 Jan 2026
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“Congratulations, Mommy.”
“Gods,” she laughs, feeling silly now. “Do you think they really call each other that?”
Draco gives her one of those lazy hums, smiling at her laughter. “It’s sort of fun.”
“But truly,” she says, still amused, breath teetering, “Daddy? I mean, come on.”
Or: Hermione attends a baby shower. It is a singularly bad experience. Until it isn't.
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16 Dec 2025