Dramione A/B/O. Eighth Year at Hogwarts was supposed to be Hermione's. And it is, just not in the way she expects. Cover by nadiapolyakova89: https://instagram.com/nadiapolyakova89
Bex's epilogue to the dramione fanfic isolation. I did not write this full credit to her, thought the story should be finished.
*UNDER MAJOR EDITING* He loosened his hand from around my neck teasing me with a walking motion of his two fingers travelling down my body he traced my subtle V line with the tips of his fingers making me buck my hips at the sensitivity. He lowered his head down to my ear "Fuck, Roberts. How'd you make me feel this...
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Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secr...