I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more.
"For it is in the solitary mind and soul that the battle between good and evil is waged and ultimately won or lost."
"We can easily forgive a child that is afraid of the dark. The real tragedy is when men are afraid of the light."
AU: next door neighbors
Wanting to relax after a long day of work at the Ministry, Hermione made herself a hot cuppa, settled into the cozy armchair by the window to admire the London skyline…
…and promptly choked on her tea.
Because Draco sodding Malfoy, the man who enjoyed making her life a living hell both at work and clearly also from the building next door, was wandering around his flat completely starkers.
“He has to be doing it on purpose,” she groaned, bringing her hands to her cheeks to cool the burning flush that spread across them. And despite being embarrassed by the wetness that was quickly pooling between her legs, Hermione edged closer to the window, unable to tear her eyes away from her boss’ perfectly sculpted backside.