Livres - Bibliographie

When Hermione Granger returns to Hogwarts for her eighth year, she finds herself re-sorted into Slytherin.

+++

“Take off that fucking dress, Hermione.” Theo snapped as he kicked off his trainers and tore his jumper off with ease. There was just an expanse of olive skin and sculpted chest, his body making Hermione pant.

“Granger, I would listen to Theo, he’s really not pleased with you,” Draco said, his trainers being neatly placed by the sofa as he stripped off his jumper, throwing it onto the floor next to Theo’s.

Hermione was sitting there, the naked torso of Draco with his seeker body and Sectumsempra scars on one side and Theo with his bedroom eyes and pouty mouth on the other. So she did what any witch with half a brain would do at that moment.

She took off her fucking dress.

Hermione Granger comes back to Hogwarts for her eighth year. She has no idea how she ends up on the radar of Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott but once she does, she realizes her life quite possibly will never be the same.

+++

“Draco.” She whispered.

A small smile, cold impassive grey eyes looked up. “Cheers, Hermione.”

Then the door slammed close in her face, the sound reverberating throughout the empty corridor. She just stood there, completely stock-still.

And she knew for absolute certain that he had cast a silencio. Because right before it went into effect, she heard the beginning of a yell that rattled her bones, doused her in the pain that she heard in the chords.

Hermoine stood there, outside of the room, watching over the door as Draco silently fell apart.