BLOODY, SLUTTY, AND PATHETIC
"In my humble opinion there’s only three things that men should be and that is bloody, slutty, and pathetic.” And on a good day, Draco Malfoy can be all three. As part of Shacklebolt’s controversial Reconciliation Act, war heroine Hermione Granger is forced to marry war criminal Draco Malfoy, who bears the mark of Azkaban. They openly fight the match, their constant public brawls becoming a breathless spectacle for the press. Secretly, a deeply traumatized Draco delights in Hermione’s attention and yearns for a real marriage. Yet, the cursed scar Bellatrix left on Hermione's arm throbs near the Black family magic, constantly reminding her why she can never truly trust or forgive him. Then, Hermione makes a chilling discovery: Draco's blood can soothe the dreadful scar. Draco readily accepts the exchange, willing to trade his blood for her body. In this forbidden relationship driven by law, trauma, and desire, they navigate public hatred and private surrender, exploring the possibility of the most unlikely connection. Is this redemption, or total downfall? As blood and flesh intertwine, can the truth of their transaction remain hidden?Rain lashed the stained-glass windows of Malfoy Manor, distorting the Ministry crest emblazoned above the fireplace. Hermione stood rigid in her wedding robes, the silk heavy as a shroud. Across the room, Draco loosened his tie with a sneer that didn’t reach his hollow eyes.
"This is absurd," she said, voice tight. "We’re being watched like beasts in a pit."
"Then give them a show," he shot back, stepping closer. "Scream. Throw something. I know you want to."
She flinched as the scar on her forearm pulsed—a cold, crawling agony that spiked near Black family magic. Her breath hitched. Draco noticed. Of course he did.
Without a word, he rolled up his sleeve, revealing the faded brand of Azkaban on his inner wrist. "It helps, doesn’t it? When it burns."
Her pulse roared. She shouldn’t ask. Shouldn’t need. But the pain was winning. "What are you suggesting?"
He stepped closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "You know what I’m offering. My blood for your body. A fair trade."
The fire crackled. The cameras outside waited. And Hermione faced the first true choice: walk out—or take his knife.
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