Hello All~
Yep - my facination with Draco and Hermione continues!
This time, the story stemmed from an invite to pinch-hit for the Dhficexchange over at LiveJournal
dramione_duet... Lots of good stuff there, my friends. I SO recommend checking it out!
This time, our intrepid Harry Potter characters are 25 years old, and this story completely disregards The Epilogue - may it long lay in infamy. The chapters are going to be erratic in length, mostly due to the cadence of the story!
Here were the stipulations:
Dominant! Draco
Strong! Hermione
Compliancy: Post-DH, Epilogue? What Epilogue!
Era: Post Hogwarts
Rating: R, or, NC-17
HEA/HFN for Dramione
Absolutely NO Ron or Harry bashing; they're best friends!
Must contain the line: Men are from Mars, women are from Venus - where does that leave us?
INTERDEPARTMENTAL MEMO
From: Auror-in-Charge H. J. Potter
To: H. J. Granger, Department of International Wizarding Affairs, Diplomatic Security Liaison
Date: Friday, 8 July 2005
Time: 8am
RE: Additional Safety Protocols for Florentine Delegate
Ms H. Granger,
Per a conversation with Head Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, the services of an Auror-approved Freelancer have been secured to supplement the security and diplomatic details assigned to the aforementioned visitor.
Identity of said Freelancer is classified, only revealed on a need-to-know basis.
Standard protocols, including proper counter-phrases will apply.
Please be advised that additional accommodation will need to be secured for the Freelancer and said accommodation must be on the same floor of the same non-wizarding hotel.
Please contact me if you have any questions or cannot fulfil any of the previously listed requirements.
Thank you for your co-operation.
H. J. Potter,
Special Auror-in-Charge
The normal response to an all-too-formal and rather imperious memo was to craft an equally formal reply. On occasion-if stories told in the loo, at office parties, or traded at the water-cooler were to be believed-the affronted party might even go so far as to enclose the return memo in a Howler.
Hermione, however, never one for the limelight, didn't.
Every single woman within a five-floor radius of Harry's office offered to 'be the one' to help him heal his 'broken heart', that she'd be 'someone to listen to him', someone he could just… cry with, because, after all, he'd just been thoughtlessly chucked by someone he considered to be The One.
Ron hung about his office throughout the afternoon, just to bear witness to the steady flow of female empathizers.
Harry cradled his head in hands and rather she'd sent a Howler.