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Trailblazing & stargazing. A dramione story of women empowering women, love, and growth. Chapter 9 is now online.
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In Chapter 11 we discover some new information about the spell and our two favorite idiots begin to get busy.
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Timeless by alexandra_emerson is, in my opinion, a true masterpiece. It kept me on my toes the whole time, and the sheer amount of planning this story must have taken is humbling.
Hermione’s day began with the slytherin first years. Matilda Flint walked straight towards her as soon as she stepped inside the classroom. “Professor Granger, I’m sorry about last week. I dodn’t mean anythig about the ring. I was confused.”
“It’s alright, Miss Flint. Just focus on your studies, rather than your Professors’ private lives.”
Her classmates were getting nervous, trying to stop Matilda from saying something she shouldn’t. Hermione was torn between exploiting the situation or protecting her students. She obviously chose the latter. She shooed Flint back to her seat putting her classmates out of their misery.
Her second period was free, but she refused to look at her phone. Third period she had 7th year Slytherins and Gryffindors. She was sure that Alicia Avery had a crush on Draco, she was the main reason why Draco had asked her to fake date him.
Avery didn’t disappoint. She walked through the door talking loudly to Belinda Bott (heir to the Bertie Bott’s fortune). “I saw him go out last night, he was so handsome with the green blazer. I’m sure he’s the perfect boyfriend, generous, smart. A proper gentleman.” She ended with a sigh. Bott continued. “And he is so in love with her! I hope she realizes how lucky she is.” More sighs followed. “I wonder if they kissed.”
Draco had written to her as soon as he’d opened his eyes. But she hadn’t read his message. He’d managed to get hold of Avery, she was the only one he could trust with this. He needed her to remind Hermione about their kiss. He wished he could speak openly to her and declare his feelings. But he was afraid she would run if he did. After class, Avery and Bott came to update him. “Professor, we did as we had agreed. I think she’s just about ready to crack.” “Great job, ladies. Time for phase 4. Unleash the badgers.”
With a nod, Avery and Bott left Draco’s office and head towards the Great Hall. Before heading to the Slytherin table they stopped to speak with the Hufflepuff prefects.
I listened to Things without Remedy on Spotify and I absolutely loved it. The story is well structured, the writing flows easily, it has everything. Also, the acting in the poetic is amazing. I am absolutely and completely in love!
On Monday morning, Hermione woke up in the arms of Draco Malfoy, for the second time in as many days. In the faint light that came from the streetlamp outside, she looked at his face. His features were relaxed, his lips slightly parted, his cupid bow was deliciously tempting. She decided to get up, not wanting to mess up her routine. And definitely needing to clear her head. She slithered out of the bed, making sure not to wake him, and headed to the living room closing the bedroom door behind her. She put on her yoga clothes and began her sun salutations.
She was halfway through her practice when Draco rushed out of her bedroom, stark naked, wand in hand and with a slightly panicked look, only to find her stretching her back and legs in downward dog. He took a deep breath and his posture relaxed.
“Not that I’m complaining, but what on earth are you doing with your arse in the air at 5AM?” He asked, tilting his head sideways looking at her with a raised brow and the hint of a smirk.
“It’s my yoga routine. I do this every morning. Helps me focus and keeps my muscles strong and flexible.” She explained, still upside down.
“If I may, I might have a suggestion to improve this routine. Flexibility and all.” He grinned as he approached her.
“You may not!” She said as she transitioned into warrior one pose. “Since you are up, you can start making breakfast.” She blew him a kiss and he huffed in protest as he went back into her room to get dressed, A few minutes later he walked by her, heading towards the kitchen.
When she was done with her routine, Hermione went into the kitchen where Draco was waiting for her. He kissed her the moment she was through the door.
“Good morning to you too.” She chuckled when they broke the kiss.
The table was set for breakfast with two steaming cups of tea, warm and buttery pain au chocolat in a small woven basket with an embroidered napkin, creamy scrambled eggs and crisp stir-fried vegetables in fine bone-china plates with gilded rim, foamy cappuccinos in cups that matched the plates, a fresh flower arrangement in a tall crystal vase.
Hermione looked at him sideways. “I’m pretty sure none of this came from my pantry.” She said.
“Granger, your pantry was a post-atomic wasteland. I had Carson bring provisions. Enjoy a decent breakfast for once. You’re welcome.” He scoffed but still pulled out the chair for her.
“Hey Hermione! Ready to go out for lunch?” Said Harry as he walked through the door. “I’m starving!”
“That’s new!” She deadpanned.
Harry laughed. “Hey, I still have to make up for all the times the Dursley’s made me go hungry.”
“We just have to wait a minute. We have a guest.” Said Hermione tentatively.
“Now, that is new! Who’s coming with us?” Harry asked.
At that exact moment, Malfoy, as handsome as ever, came in through the door that Harry had left open.
“Good morning, Granger, Potter. I hope I’m not too late. The redrafting of the education reform went on a little longer than expected.”
Harry gawked.
This week has been tiring and I haven't managed to write a single word. Luckily I have a few chapters ready. I hope you like this chapter. I'm off to bed now, I'm exhausted!
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Hermione stirred as the light of the rising sun grew stronger. She felt a warm arm around her waist and someone’s breath coming from somewhere entirely too close to her lips. It took her brain a few seconds to remember where she was, and with whom. Bloody hell. She’d spent the night on a godforsaken beach in Cornwall snogging Draco Malfoy! She kept her eyes closed, she needed to think.
Was this a good thing? What would Ron and the kids say about this? Rose was dating Scorpius! That would be awkward, wouldn’t it? And what would the Wizarding World think of this? Oh shit! She was the Minister of Magic and he was a member of the Wizengamot. There weren’t any laws against it but surely people would have things to say. Not that she hadn’t wanted it. She had come here willingly and had enjoyed it very much. Part of her actually wished they had even gone beyond snogging. But… they were on a beach! Anyone could have seen them!
As she lost control over her spiraling thoughts, she felt him stir as he too woke up. She closed her eyes even tighter.
“Good morning, Hermione.” He whispered. Then, his eyes focused on her scrunched-up face and he said. “I was awakened by the sound of your brain thinking too many thoughts at the same time.” He kissed her forehead.
“Good morning, Draco.” She said, eventually opening her eyes. “It’s just… I realized that coming here wasn’t perhaps the smartest idea.” She saw his face morphing into a frown and immediately clarified. “Not that I regret this. I like spending time with you and this was… nice. But we shouldn’t have slept here, in the open. Anybody could have seen us.”
“I’m sorry. You are right, I should have apparated us back home. I didn’t think of the possible consequences. Hopefully, nobody saw us. I suppose you wouldn’t want to let the world know about this.” He pushed down with his hands to sit up, his eyes sad and downcast. She sat up with him and placed a hand on his cheek.
“I am not ashamed of this, Draco. But we haven’t even really started dating, and I only recently finalized my divorce. I would just like to come out with this on our own terms, not the Prophet’s.” She leaned towards him, pulled his face down and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
“Can we start dating today? I’d like to apparate us to my house. There we can have breakfast, get changed and spend the rest of Sunday doing whatever you like.” His eyes were bright now, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
“If you promise that Carson won’t poison me.” She teased.
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