Part II of The Philomath & The Vindicated Series Available now on Ao3
Join me as I branch out into magic like you’ve never seen. A long forgotten werewolf pack, a noble society of sirens from the Aegean Sea, a secret village of fairies, Gods of an ancient time and friends from a great Academy of Magic. Hermione and Draco have their work cut out for them.
She could forfeit the main exhibit to Astoria Greengrass, but since when had Hermione ever laid flat on the ground for anyone to walk over? Greengrass couldn’t possibly want this as badly as she did, no one could.
Hermione did have another option .
She could accept his offer. An offer that many potential clients refused to extend to her. Full access to hundreds of artifacts and rare pieces of artwork from all over the world, the likes of which have not seen the light of day in centuries. All he asked for in return was a date . More accurately, that he should accompany her, as her date, to the Grand Opening of the Rosewood Museum.
A fluffy college au Dramione fic. Now Available on Ao3 & FFn.
“Oh you– why did you dock points?! This–” she held up the scroll aggressively, crushing it in her hands, “was perfect!” “No need to shout, Professor.” Draco tried not to smirk, he really did, but there was no helping it. “Let me take a look.” Snatching the parchment from her crushing grasp, it was a miracle it didn’t rip apart. He unravelled it. She scowled at him the entire time. Draco didn’t really need to look at it again, he had looked it over plenty of times, to the point that he had committed it to memory. He knew exactly why he took off the six points. “Ah, that’s right. Didn’t have a name on it,“ he rolled it up and offered it back to her, but she remained frozen in place. His inner child was elated to see her so bothered. That pout, however– “Didn’t have a name on it? You knew damn well it was mine,” she seethed, not lifting a finger to grab the scroll from him.
A huge thanks to Stein048 for her amazing work on this art!
“They won’t wake for some time, Mr. Potter. In the meantime, I insist you return us, at once!” Ellesse shouted. “Enough commander,” Opagon said sternly. “We will remain until the girl is in their custody and the situation has been stabilized.” “With all due respect–” “Respect is due. I said enough,” Opagon said, facing Harry once again.
💜Summary: “Being the apprentice of an evil Sea Enchantress is nothing like the stories you read within the pages of your dry and dusty books. There are dark creatures to hunt and lowly merfolk to terrorize and Hermione is all too eager to please her Master. That is until she makes a bold request:
“You said we could continue my training on mind control.”
“Very well.” Serefina moved away from her student, her expression pensive. “You are to swim to the surface. Humans are easily influenced. Find yourself a sailor and persuade him to swim to his death.”
Will the eager Hermione be able to complete her task, or will her Jolly Sailor Bold prove to be just as formidable an opponent? Dive into the depths of the Aegean Sea to find out if her ambition will outweigh an entirely new feeling– love.”
She would not cry and cower in the corner like she did when Haze was commanded to bite her. She would not lay in defeat in a cold dark cell until death claimed her. No. She would face death now by looking at it right in the eyes.
