#quidditch!draco

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WHAT THE HEART SEEKS

CHAPTER 18

“Isn’t your dance card full?” she balked as he steered her towards the dance floor, trying to ignore the way his gloved hand practically enveloped hers. “Is it? I hadn't noticed." “There are more eligible witches in this room than there are dances in the night, Draco. Surely you don’t want to waste one on me,” she urged, glancing over her shoulder for any lurking cameras that might be lying in wait to paint her in ill light. “I really couldn’t care less,” he replied.

[autumn-in-fandom]

I was telling bounding-heart this the other day, but I just think the HP minis of the trio are so much cuter than the regular pop versions of them. Their hairstyles and colors are way better too. Black messy hair Harry? Yes please! Brown boring haired Harry? Blah. And look at that little Ron! Isn't he just the sweetest? Neither regular Hermione nor Hermiomini will stand up on their own though. I'd like to think it's her brains, but it's the hair. Poor Neville got displaced. I originally wanted him and Luna to hang out but he's first year size and she's fifth year size and it's awkward. I need a McGonagall, Bellatrix (fancy not Azkaban) and Lucius. I'm patiently waiting for them to make Ginny and Remus, pink coat Queenie, regular suit Jacob and a Credence. Toy Fair is next month so fingers crossed. Take special note of Quidditch rivals, boyfriends, in-laws... (the nature of their relationship is open for interpretation in this house) Harry and Draco. @drarryking Oh I forgot to mention Voldemini in my comment below! We just got him on Monday with the two Hagrids.

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CHAPTER 16

“Do you have a lunch appointment, Miss Granger? If not, I thought you might join me for tea at the manor.” Hermione did a double take of the woman. Certainly she hadn’t heard her correctly. “Tea?” she echoed. Narcissa nodded as though yes, obviously, of course she’d suggested tea. As though it were something within the range of normal to suggest. “It sounds lovely, but I—” “Have a lunch appointment?” Narcissa tilted her head. “Well, I—” Hermione started, her brain rolling through a series of unworthy excuses. “Not exactly, but there’s no need for me to impose on—” “Impose? Do be serious, Miss Granger. As things currently stand, there is nothing you could do which would be an imposition on me,” the other woman replied, a solemnity to her expression that Hermione hadn’t expected. “Please, I insist. Your article was quite charitable to Draco and I’d like to express my gratitude. Wouldn’t you like to explore the manor library? You may borrow any book you like.”

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CHAPTER 17

Swallowing a large gulp of chardonnay, Hermione took a seat on her sofa, the letter burning between her fingertips. Best to just get it over with. She tore it open. His succinct, elegant script greeted her, bold against the crisp, weighted parchment. Granger, it began. She took another large swig. No doubt you are aware that several weeks have passed since our marvelous revelation that my prior writing was never received by you. It is not for lack of attention to the matter. I will have you know it has not been so easy as recalling words previously written. Several years have passed, during which I reasonably assumed you had received my prior writing and had merely chosen not to acknowledge it—which I accepted and believed to be within your rights. Given your continued lack of response, however, I will move forward under the assumption that Weasley has not, in fact, supplied my prior letter. He’d thought she was ignoring him this whole time. Merlin, it was a miracle she hadn’t hexed Ronald’s bollocks off by now.

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CHAPTER 15

“Well I found it quite endearing that she visited you in St. Mungo’s,” his mother said. Draco scoffed. “She was there on business.” “The interview could have waited,” his mother replied. Draco rolled his eyes. “Granger could have any wizard she desires at her whims. She certainly has no interest in me.” “How can you be sure? Have you asked her? You know, I saw quite the photograph in Rita’s office from the day of your injury. By looking at it, one would be inclined to think she cares—” “Of course I haven’t asked her,” he snapped, cutting her off. “You’re being ridiculous.”

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Chapter 13

When Hermione stopped at one of the newsstands selling postcards with idyllic moving pictures of wizarding London, she couldn’t stop her eyes from trailing to the other trades to see what they were saying. She found them utterly idiotic. Heartbroken Draco Malfoy Throws Himself in Front of Speeding Bludger! , read Rumours!’ front page.   Distraught Draco: Falmouth Seeker Seen Leaving St. Mungo’s in Tears , said Witch Weekly’s gossip column. Many suspect Draco Malfoy deliberately intercepted the bludger with his face, in a last-ditch effort to show former fiancee Astoria Greengrass that he can’t go on without her. The pair’s betrothal was practically written in the stars, and sources tell us we have nothing more than Astoria’s gentle love letters to thank for keeping our beloved seeker’s spirits intact during his year in Azkaban. How will he go on without her? blathered the Prophet. The sound that escaped Hermione at the last bit was entirely undignified.

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Chapter 14

Viktor’s timing couldn’t have been better. Clearly she was in desperate need of a shag if even Malfoy had become sexually appealing. Next she’d be lusting after Goyle. No, that was unfair, she conceded. It wasn’t beyond Hermione to acknowledge that Malfoy was objectively decent-looking, and had been ever since he’d stopped looking like the human personification of a sewing needle sometime around Third or Fourth Year. Sixth and Seventh Year had steeped him in a gaunt, sickly effect of course, and from the one photo she’d seen of him after his year in Azkaban he’d been downright skeletal. Really, it was remarkable how well he’d bounced back. These days he was, undeniably, quite handsome. But having good looks didn’t make one attractive. A mince pie could be rather nice to look at, that didn’t mean she wanted to shag one.

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Chapter 9

“Rita, if I may be so bold,” Narcissa said, stepping forward and then turning to Hermione. “Would this perhaps be regarding the Prophet ’s assessment of the nature of your relationship with my son? If so, I can assure you I’ve already provided Rita with clarification and the matter has been rectified.” Whatever mountain Hermione had been standing on promptly crumbled beneath her.  “I—yes,” she stumbled. “The report was entirely falsified,” she added, sounding more flustered than she ever wanted to sound in front of Narcissa Malfoy.