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SD: CH178 - MARRIETA PART 2

Not going to bother posting it here directly, since it would be hidden because the smut content. KIndly download the chapter directly from here.

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SD: CH177 - MARRIETA

Patreon is being troublesome. At this rate, I might as well just share the google docs link itself and be done with it, instead of posting the chapters. Patreon keeps hiding them, because of the explicit smut content.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YXf...

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Marietta hiding, as she watches Cho.

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SD: CH176 - WHAT LURKS BENEATH

The Astronomy Tower loomed in the dark like a broken tooth against the night sky. The stone stairs spiraled upward in silence, the way ancient things do when they no longer expect visitors.

Flux — no, Tonks — climbed the last steps slowly, her boots whispering over worn stone.  Each step felt heavier than the last, as if the air itself thickened the closer she came.

Hermion...

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Cho Chang

Would you prefer this to the original casting?

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Nagini - Which do you prefer?

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SD: CH175 - A SERPENT'S PILGRIMAGE

It began with sensation.

No sights. No sounds. Just pressure. Like she had been sucked through a reed and splintered into threads. Each one twitching independently in the dark, shivering with fragmented memory and instinct.

Memories of something long, sinuous, heavy with hunger and venom.

Nagini screamed.

Or tried to.

There was no throat. No tongue to shape the noi...

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SD: CH174 - FRACTURES

After extrapolating over every bit of minutiae about Crouch Jr, the Triwizard and potential ways to acquire information, I decided to send Hermione back to Hogwarts. Like Hestia said, Hermione wasn’t a Lord, and didn’t share the benefits I did. Maybe she had gotten prior permission from the teachers, it could be arranged, but definitely not like this. Quite naturally, she had to return befo...

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SD: CH173 - UNSEEN THREATS PART 2

What was the real reason behind the tournament’s resurrection?

Excellent question. Really. Five points to Hestia for saying out loud what everyone else has been ignoring in favor of ten thousand galleons, international exposure and of course, Eternal Glory!

And the Goblet? The ancient, definitely-not-overcompensating, blue-flamed, soul-binding relic we’ve just handed th...

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SD: CH172 - UNSEEN THREATS PART 1

The story is about to take a darker turn. Usually I love dark turns. 

There I was, in my psychic training room, suggesting an absolutely horrifying but workable idea to Amelia and Emmeline. The next moment, all three of us were racing down to the dungeons after hearing a sharp, pain-filled scream that almost certainly belonged to a certain ponytailed, intelligent muggle born with a m...

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CHAP 170 - LET ME SERVE YOU (REPOST)

Yeah, Patreon is being quite stingy with the content supervision thing. So, until the chapter is 'cleared' by the site, I am just sharing th

Yeah, Patreon is being quite stingy with the content supervision thing. So, until the chapter is 'cleared' by the site, I am just sharing the downloadable formats here, for those that missed the chance to read it.

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SD: CH171 - THE BOUND SELF

The fireplaces in Excelsior never crackled. They purred.

It was the sort of detail you’d only notice if you’d been force-fed enough polished aristocratic nonsense to recognize the difference. The flames didn’t hiss. They murmured — like the kind of people who said ‘subtle’ with a soft ‘b’ and meant it.

Amelia liked them. Said it reminded her of control.

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SD: CH169 - A STUDY IN SURRENDER

Some people craved the sweet pleasure of submission. Some wanted the heady sting of pain. Some had no choice. For some, the darkness inside

Some people craved the sweet pleasure of submission. Some wanted the heady sting of pain. Some had no choice. For some, the darkness inside could only be eased with the dangerous games they played with predators.

Cho fell in at least one of thos...

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SD: CH168 - Runes Of Undoing

The corridors of Hogwarts carried a different weight that night. Cho moved quickly, every footfall absorbed by stone, every breath sharpened

The corridors of Hogwarts carried a different weight that night. Cho moved quickly, every footfall absorbed by stone, every breath sharpened by the cold air. Her limbs ached in a strangely satisfying way, her nerves still charged with the remnants of...

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SD: CH167 - The Geometry Of Desire

Cho had never imagined that the thrill of Ancient Runes could feel like an affair.

Not metaphorically—no heart-fluttering academic crush. This was something far more visceral, more dangerous. A sharp-edged secret with the power to unravel everything she’d so carefully curated: her reputation, her loyalties, even her self-image.

It had all begun after that absurd moment in the li...

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SD: CH166 - A Shift In The Wind

Cho Chang sat on the edge of the Ravenclaw Tower’s eastern balcony, the cold of the stone bench soaking into her thighs even through the thick fabric of her uniform skirt. Above her, the sky broiled with clouds, swollen with snow that hadn’t yet fallen. There was a stillness in the air, heavy and anticipatory, like the pause between thunderclaps.

She hated this kind of weather.

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SD: CH165 - The Letters At Breakfast

There I was. Five uninterrupted seconds away from pure treacle tart bliss. Warm, golden, lightly steaming — the dessert equivalent of a long hug. Next to me, Hermione was mid-sentence about spellcraft topology and how it might affect rune harmonics when Roger Bloody Davies decided to develop a death wish.

He barrelled through the Gryffindor table like someone had accused him of having e...

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Notice for Free Members

As all Free members might have noticed, I haven't been posting the 'free' chapter ahead of the posting schedule on FFnet and A03 like I said I would.

Well, as much as I'd like to do so, turns out it goes against the Patreon guidelines. Since the chapters contain explicit smut content, it is against Patreon policy to be made freely available for anyone to stumble upon. Or somethi...

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SD: CH164 - Where The Eyes Can't Follow

The incense in Professor Babbling’s private chamber always smelled like a contradiction—sweet and bitter at the same time, like memory laced with regret. It hung in the air alongside burning runes and glowing parchment, an aroma that had seeped into every surface and layer of stone in this forgotten room beneath the Charms corridor. Rows of half-burned sigil charts hung from enchanted frame...

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SD: CH163 - Rising Tensions Part 3

    An excerpt from the Daily Prophet… 

A TOURNAMENT FOR ALL… OR JUST ONE?
CONTROVERSY BREWS AT HOGWARTS OVER AGE SHIFT AND SPONSORSHIP POLITICS

 By Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent

“The Triwizard Tournament returns to Hogwarts for the first time in over a century — but not everyone is ...

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SD: CH162 - Rising Tensions Part 2

Hermione sat near the fire, legs curled beneath her, one hand stroking the binding of a thick black-leather tome she wasn’t reading. Her other hand held a quill hovering above her parchment, unmoving. She hadn’t written a single sentence in twenty minutes.

Her eyes, however, read everything: every movement, every whisper, every flicker of emotion bleeding across faces too naive to kno...

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SD: CH161 - Rising Tensions Part 1

Cho had always found the Hufflepuff common room to be the warmest in the castle — not in temperature, but in atmosphere. The golden light from enchanted lanterns reflected off the stone walls in a gentle glow, and the round doors that led to the dormitories felt like the burrows of some peaceful animal rather than the quarters of competitive teenagers.

Which was why Cedric Diggory pacin...

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SD: CH160 - Revelations Part 1

The room was bathed in soft twilight, the shadows blending into the curves of Amelia’s body as she sat opposite Harry in the jacuzzi, her mind hazy from the day’s exhaustion. 

“More wine?”

“Won’t say no,” said Harry, closing his eyes, to kick back and relax. Amelia reached for her wand, and summoned another bottle of Ogden’s Finest, pouring the bottle into the w...

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SD: CH159 - Mastering The Master

In the quiet aftermath of that tumultuous lesson on Unforgivable Curses, Albus Dumbledore sat in the cramped office of Mad-Eye Moody. The dark detectors and magical safeguards hummed softly in the background—apparatus that might have frightened an amateur but were, to seasoned war-wizards, little more than baubles. Dumbledore often wondered why Moody kept such devices on display. Perhaps he w...

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SD: CH158 - The Imperius Curse

Rain lashed against the windows of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom like an overzealous drummer in a bad mood, setting a dreary tone that promised the day would spiral down from 'tolerable' straight to 'why did I even get out of bed'. Moody, our resident purveyor of doom and gloom, had already treated us to a heartwarming display of the Killing and Cruciatus curses, complete with com...

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SD: CH157 - The Cruciatus Curse

The most intense DADA class was in progress. Though, calling it just a DADA class would not be doing it right. This was a  collision of power, morality, and the unvarnished truth about the dangers that lurked in the wizarding world. One thing was guaranteed — Alastor Moody was definitely the right teacher for this job, bringing all his expertise and experience into fashioning a less...

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SD: CH156 - The Killing Curse

This was a rather interesting setup.

Apart from the rather gigantic classroom, with the intense subject chosen for the day’s lecture, it was the presence of the authority figures inside the room that made everyone feel uneasy. Albus Dumbledore, renowned as the greatest wizard of the times, stood in one corner, in his usual purple robes with faint silver embroidery, and his half-moon spe...

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SD: CH155 - Moody

It was finally time for the much anticipated Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

As I walked to the fourth-year classroom, with Hermione and Neville in tow, I saw five hit-wizards standing at the doorway.  My first instinct had been to freeze on my tracks at the sight, before I told myself that if they were here for me, I’d probably have either gotten a warning from Amelia, or wor...

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Anastasia Greengrass

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Bathsheda Babbling

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