Monthly Archives: February 2018

Wanted

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Summary: Hermione has a little issue with her Rock Star boyfriend.  Prompt by kyoki777 “That’s the problem! You don’t get it! You don’t understand! You were the one thing I desired above anything else! It was you! All I wanted was you!”

Pairings: Hermione/Tom

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.


“I’m just here to get my stuff; then I’ll be out of your way.”  The woman said as she purposely didn’t look at her ex on the hotel bed with three women she could only describe as supermodels.

She could feel four sets of eyes on her as she gathered her things.  She didn’t look up as she heard movement from the bed and so was surprised when Tom held out a sweater.

“You’re the one that said I should enjoy my groupies.”  He said in his cold tone.

“Well, it looks like you are taking my advice.”  She answered keeping the hurt from her voice. She could hear the girls started to leave the room and shook her head.  “No reason for you to go.  I’m leaving.”  She said as she moved to pick up more of her scattered items.

“We need to talk about this.”  He said as she waved the other girls away like they meant nothing to him.

“I’m not doing this Tom, I can’t compete with that, and you know what.  I don’t want to.”  She said waving at the first figures behind her.  “I don’t want you staying with me out of some obligation from University.”

“You are the dumbest smart person I know.”  He growled pulling her, so she was forced to look up at him.  “You think you’re an obligation?  You think I would keep anything I didn’t want?”  He asked looking at her with blazing eyes.

“I think she jumped at them pretty fast!”  She yelled back as she waved at a now-closed door as the women had been smart enough not to get in the middle of this fight.

“YOU FUCKING TOLD ME TO FUCK THEM!”  He screamed waving his hand in the same direction.  “You said you wouldn’t stay unless I at least tried being a normal guy.”  He reminded her his voice lowing just a bit.

“I didn’t think you would do it.”  She growled not stepping back from the much taller dark figure in front of her.

“You told me you would leave!”  He repeated as if that explained everything.

“I WANTED TO GIVE YOU A WAY OUT!”  She screamed back, angry tears running down her face.

“I DON’T WANT A WAY OUT!”  He screamed back before he pulled her in for a kiss.

She pulled out of the kiss quickly and glared up at him, still fierce in her anger as she tried to figure out what he even meant.  “But you…”  She motioned to the bed.

“You said you were going to leave if I didn’t sleep with a few groupies.”  He felt like he was repeating himself.  “So I slept with them, and now you have to stay.”

“You can’t want to be after you had…”  She waved at the door once again.  “…three women like that.”  She said looking up at him and shaking her head.

“That’s the problem! You don’t get it! You don’t understand! You are the one thing I desire above anything else! It is you! All I want is you!”  He said slowly, as he pulled her into another kiss and worked to make all her doubts disappear.

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Word Games

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Summary: The Head Girl is not pleased with what the Head Boy has been up to.  A quick little short that doesn’t really deserve its own page.

Pairings: Hermione/Tom

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.


Everyone watched her as she walked purposefully over to the table where the Head Boy had set himself up a fort of books.  It was nearing the end of the school year, and people knew better than to interrupt him while he was studying for his NEWTs.  Usually, he was the favored authority to go to for support and troubles, but while he was studying, he tended to transform into a monstrous creature that would bite the head off of anyone to go near his sanctuary.

The Head Girl was the only brave enough to purposeful interrupt his study time, and she did not look at all pleased.

“What did you do?”  She asked in a deadly tone that played with friendliness.

“Go away.”  He said without looking up.  In turn, he was the only one brave enough not to give the Head Girl precisely what she wanted when she wanted it.

“I thought we had an arrangement?”  She asked pursing her soft pink lips that usually mesmerized the men she confronted.

He sighed and sat back in the chair to give her a none to pleased look.  He knew most of the boys in the school would fall all over themselves to get her exactly what she wanted, but he was not so affected.

“Which arrangement?”  He asked sounding tired.

“I let you study in peace, and you ignore what my friends are up to.” She said as she moved around the table with the grace of a cobra stalking its prey.

“I remember that arrangement now.”  He said nodding to himself as a smirk played on his lips.

She paused in her motion; it was never good for her plans when he got that smile on his face.  “Than why did you give not one, but two of them detention this evening.  I needed them tonight.”  She explained as she tried to find the trap she had missed.

“You made me swear, I would ignore all your friend’s goings-on, and in exchange, you would let me study.  It seems to me you’re the one breaking our arrangement.”  He said most pleased with his genius.

“Only because you broke it first darling.”  She said narrowing her eyes at him.

He leaned in to close more of the distance between them.  “We both know I’m your only friend, Riddle.”  He whispered smirking up at her with delight in his eyes.  “I was ignoring myself completely.”

She opened her mouth and closed it again as she thought about his words.  “I’m the one that is supposed to trap you with word games Granger.”  She said sounding both annoyed in pleased that he had tricked her.

Dark Places

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So I know this is a weird day for me to post on, but I think for a little bit we may have to get used to separate behavior.  My muse has been taking me to some pretty dark places this last week and I’ve come up with 2 short stories that go pretty twisted.

The first is called Thrall and is a story about Draco summoning a demon, who happens to me, Luna.  Though I feel like I still captured Luna in this story, she isn’t exactly as harmless as we usually think of her as.  This story has a taste of dubious consent, but in the end, both participants are willing.

The second story is called Untasted and is a story where Draco is an Unseelie fairy Knight.  He comes upon a fairy maiden, Ginny, and decides to take his anger out on her with fear and pain.  Things do not go well, and I would classify this story as non-consensual.  Some pretty awful things happen to certain parts of people’s body, and I want to be clear there is no fluff here.

Now that I have those out of my system, let’s see if I can work on the things you guys enjoy.

 

2 Things

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Hey everyone… Look I am still posting!  Go Me!  So I actually posted two things for your enjoyment today.  The first is a chapter of Face of Death.  Who else would love to see an end to that epic by the end of the year?  I know I would!  The other thing I posted was a one-shot I wrote for 2018 Tomione Smutfest with a picture for inspiration!  It is called Cascade of Affection and is standing for my Valentine’s day story for the year.  I hope you enjoy!

“Picnic by the Falls” by Melissa Gail Eddings