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Inexplicably drawn to visit a small Australian island, Hermione Granger crashes into Draco Malfoy's carefree surfer boi existence, much to their mutual disgust.
“You’re a dick, 'Jacko',” Hermione spat out. “What on earth are you playing at? You’re accusing me of Merlin-knows-what, when you’re the one living under an assumed name on an isolated island in bloody Australia!” She jabbed her forefinger into his wet-suited chest. “How dare you let Pete think we’re together? And stop calling me Harmony!”
“What am I playing at? I told you, I’m sticking to you like glue until I figure out what the hell you’re doing here, Harmony,” he snapped back.
“You curse like a uncouth bum – and I’m not ‘doing anything’, I’m on– holidays.” Her head dropped back onto the pillow, her eyes averted. “Just… just leave me alone.”
Draco almost felt a tiny twang of pity at the unfeigned exhaustion and suffering in her tone, but he hardened himself against her craftiness. He didn’t believe in coincidence; there was no way that Hermione Granger had turned up on his beach without knowing of his presence here...'
Blaise & the Gilmont Girls by valancyjane for Shawnjoell, hizqueen4life, Estesue, Razzbri, DarkLady19
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
19 Dec 2020
'Blaise the Praised' knows he lives a charmed existence.
Cushy Ministry job, Galleons aplenty, a tight-knit group of friends, and all the delightful wine, women, and song he can enthusiastically handle.
But what happens when the famed Slytherin Stud falls head-over-heels for a warrior witch who's immune to his charismatic allure? A fiercely independent woman concealing a tragic past, with a life chockfull of adult responsibilities?
Will this be the making of The Great Zabini?
Or will Blaise's big heart break in two?
'You’ve had infatuations for witches before – OK, mild fixations on engaging in consensual, fun sex with them – just let this go, she’s already told you she isn’t interested, Blaise reminds himself. He valiantly looks away for half a second before his dark eyes return to the enticing movements of Gus's generous arse and thighs.
I could be in trouble here, he sighs quietly.
Scratch that – I believe I’ve met my match – and she already knows she’s too good for me.
- Part 6 of Five Years Later (post quinquennium)