#hexameters

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Burden of Proof by hexameters AO3 • FF Rated: M - Chapters: 8/x - Words: 15,000 - Status: In Progress

"We have more in common than you think,” she said. “Same school. Same education. Same war.” “I don’t know if that’s—” “Do you think the moment we were sorted, we were on separate paths?” He laughed, the sound hollow. “Granger, it starts before we existed. Before we were born.”

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Burden of Proof by hexameters

The wizarding world is at peace at last. A year has passed since Voldemort's defeat, and war hero Hermione Granger is itching to work for the Ministry and help bring the surviving Death Eaters to trial. And rumor has it that her boyfriend Ron Weasley wants to pop the question soon. All Hermione needs to do is graduate early and she can get to work.

Meanwhile, at Malfoy Manor, Draco, Narcissa, and Lucius are on house arrest awaiting their trials. Embittered by slow legal proceedings and his tarnished family name, Draco no longer knows who he is. He is granted one respite: the opportunity to take his final exams at long last and formally graduate.

So when Draco shows up at Hogwarts to take his N.E.W.T.s, he's surprised to see Hermione Granger there too. But when his father suddenly attacks Hogwarts and Ron falls comatose at his hand, Hermione must testify against the Malfoys. But something isn’t right with her memories...what happens when Hermione must ask Draco for help? Can she trust Draco? And can Draco redeem himself after all?

Read it here: AO3 

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Burden of Proof by hexameters

Chapter 6: Draco

“I was almost put into Slytherin,” the man went on mildly, a twinkle in his eye. Draco attempted not to roll his eyes with the force of a rogue bludger. It was the very same line he used to hear at the social events he was dragged to. He would hear it from proud adults as they clinked glasses with his parents. And after a certain age, it was whispered to him by pureblood girls who were told, no doubt by their own doting mothers and fathers, that there were certain ways to a Malfoy heart.

Read it here: AO3 • Chapter 6 Read from the beginning: AO3 • Chapter 1

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Chapter 7 is up!

“Hold on, I-I’m not sure I’m ready,” Malfoy stammered.

“I thought you’d have plenty of time to study at your parents’ house,” she said silkily.

“Miss Granger,” McGonagall’s voice cut through the room. Hermione fell silent. “I will be here to show you back to your quarters when you are finished, Mr. Malfoy. I’m seeing personally to your stay. I trust you two will not embarrass me?”

“No. Thank you, Professor,” he said, teeth gritted. Hermione shook her head quickly.

She was already sitting down on one of the stools, her back straight and her eyes looking only at York. That morning, when McGonagall had told her who she would be taking her exams with, she hadn’t known what to think.

She couldn’t help but notice how stiffly he sat, his arms locked against his torso—was that the end of his Dark Mark she saw poking out from his sleeve?

[awkwardlovepoems]

Like Puppy Love (but different)

I don't know much about Cupids or Venuses, but I do know that male cats have barbed penises.

If we were cats I'd put my penis in you so we would be stuck together like glue.

[ruslit]

Trediakovsky's Telemachis (1766), a heroic epic in hexameters based on Fénelon's Aventures de Télémaque, a work which earned him mostly ridicule was in fact of considerable merit. It introduced the dactylic-trochaic hexameter to Russian poetry.

The moralizing tone of the Telemachis and its direct attacks on tyranny, favoritism, and court intrigue hardly appealed to Catherine the Great. It's moral message was certainly in tune with the spirit of the Enlightenment.