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    When Hermione has nowhere to go for the holidays, her very hot, competent, single employer graciously takes her in.

    As a nanny, she's used to taking care of people. But when Draco offers to take care of her for a change, she doesn't resist.

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    Draco stretched languidly in his chair. “I was a terror of a child, if you can believe it.”

    She drew her hand to her mouth in a faux gasp. “No!”

    “You’re not allowed to be cruel to me, it’s Christmas.”

    “You’d rather I be nice to you? But that’s so boring.”

    He ran his tongue along his lip, his eyes darkening. “Believe me, it’s not.”

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    “So this…ensures fealty?” she guessed. “To make sure neither party strays, so that the intended bloodlines merge appropriately?”

    Malfoy glanced to the side, jaw working again. “Close. But not exactly.”

    A cursed object that was used during traditional, forced marriages to encourage the production of an heir. Ah. So, something to do with the act directly, rather than simply facilitating the act. A joyous conspirator.

    And then it clicked.

    Latin’s version of French’s a little death.

    Oh,” she blurted.

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    Or, where Professors Draco and Hermione touch a cursed object and trap themselves in a Hogwarts cupboard.

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    The room bursts into catcalls and whoops, but Hermione just blinks down at it. Charcoal? It doesn’t immediately compute.

    “You don’t seem surprised,” Malfoy drawls. “Have you been naughty this year, Granger?”

    Oh.

    Those bastards.

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    Or, where a new Weasley's Wizard Wheezes product is featured at a holiday party.

    Written for D/Hr Advent 2024.

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    “Christmas Crackers?” Malfoy asks, holding one up, then looks at her with a surprisingly warm expression. “Cute.”

    Hermione fights a blush. They’re no ordinary Christmas Crackers. She had George and the staff at Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes whip up a special surprise for the Ministry—except she explicitly requested they be red and green, not gold and silver.

    It’s not that big of a deal. She’ll get over it. Tomorrow.

    Malfoy busies himself by helping to distribute several tubes on each table without request. It’s easy, working with him in a silent tandem. They’ve done it a few times on shared projects, holing up in her office or his, and quickly fall into an easy rhythm. Every time she sneaks a glance, he’s conveniently looking elsewhere.

    At the final table, he shakes one close to his ear. “So what’s inside? They’re light.”

    She hurries over to him. There’s few enough people around that the surprise won't be ruined if she gives him a peek, and the prototypes were perfect.

    “We’ll have to be quick.”

    A sly smile pulls at his lips, and he holds one end towards her. “On three?”

     

    Written for D/Hr Advent 2024.

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    The ice-cold mist assaulted him first, contrasting with the comparatively warm air and highlighting exactly how terrible his next two minutes were about it be. Was it worth it? To step under the spray and snuff out a little bit of his happiness forever?

    He thought of the look she would send him as he walked into the Great Hall, the way her gaze always found his and held for a tiny, infinitesimal moment before she was either drawn back into conversation, or completed whatever eating-or-drinking action she’d been midway through, or—beautifully, disastrously—sent a tiny smile over at him.

    The shiver that wracked through him had nothing to do with the goosebumps pricking along his entire body. The ache in his groin was unending.

     

    Fuck.

     

    He stepped under the spray.

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    Or, Draco resorts to a cold shower or two.

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