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Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfully

"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfully
"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfully
"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfully

"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfully

"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfull
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"Look at
""To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi! I can’t remember the name of this fic and I’m hoping someone will know the title or have it downloaded.
I don’t remember much but I believe Voldemort told Lucius to take Hermione in as his daughter so they can use her as a tool. He couldn’t stand her until she saved his life. I think she took a curse for him. He then grew to love her as an actual daughter and was weary on how close Draco seemed to be with her.
I do have a bit of one chapter, I took a screenshot of it but not the name of the fic apparently. I’d appreciate it if someone find it, thanks!

It goes like:

"Drake."
"Why can't you make them happy?"
"I'm-" she gulped "a freak."
He took her to another secluded corner, away from prying eyes. "You are not a freak. You are a Malfoy. You are as far from a freak as there is."
She went to wipe more tears from her chin, but he caught her hands, kissing her knuckles. Her heart sped up painfull

"Look at”
"To be nobody but yourself in a world doing its best to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human can ever fight and never stop fighting.''
He quoted E.E Cummings so quietly he was only breathing the words of the muggle writer. Draco's secret favorite.
She sniffed and embraced him, shoving recent memories of his kiss in the back of her mind. It was difficult for she wanted so desperately to kiss him there. She wanted to feel his hands on her, and it was the worst disgust and worst pleasure she would ever feel together.
Slowly, they began to dance, close and silently to the violin strings hauntingly playing from the walls.
"Do you see it, Lucius?"
Lucius saw it. His son dancing too comfortably with his daughter. Limbs entangled, hips swaying, lips to a forehead. It was a revolting sight to witness.
Hermione was a tool of the Dark Lord, and he reminded himself of that every day since she saved his life. It was times like he was having then that reminded him that she was not an ordinary mudblood. That realization may certainly cause the death of him, but gratitude grew to love. He loved his daughter.

Hi, I’m looking for a fic called Draco’s Devotion. I don’t know who the author is. I took a screen shot of the description and URL a long time ago so I could read it some other time. But when I clicked the URL it shows story in no longer found. I’d appreciate it if someone could tell me the author or has it downloaded, thanks!

Description:
Draco Malfoy has been obsessed with Hermione Granger for two years, but when she finally notices him his affiliations with the Death Eaters and also her previous romantic interest Ronald Weasley may jeopardize his chance to finally have the girl he so desperately desires.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8923169/1/Draco-s-Devotion