Amelia Grey's life turns upside down when her parents make the sudden decision to move her from Ilvermorny School of Magic to Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry. What Amelia doesn't realize is, she shares a magical bond with one of the people she has grown to hate the most. Storyline begins at Year Four (Goblet of Fire). Started: 10/7/20 Finished: 11/5/20 6/22/22- ONE MILLION READS!!!

Dramione fanfic. After the war, everyone returns to Hogwarts to repeat their final year and Hermione & Draco realise they have always liked each other. DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS ARENT MINE, THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING. Hope you enjoy:)

Draco Malfoy is Voldemort's head Death-Eater, and Hermione Granger holds the key to his redemption. Together, they have to find a way to end the war in a world governed by draconian laws. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

𝐃.𝐌|18+ ✨Paper&Hardback available through Amazon/link in bio After expulsion from Durmstrang, Mara thought that transferring to Hogwarts would finally be her big break. -And maybe it would've been, if she weren't caught between two boys, both polar opposites... And a dark past that seems to follow her no matter how far or fast she runs. [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄/𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄] ⛈NO TRANSLATIONS Started 01/08/20 - Completed 15/01/21 #1 in #HarryPotter, #4 in #FanFiction

The Order has fallen. Voldemort has taken over, slowly enslaving the Wizarding World to each and every command. In the aftermath of the war, Hermione Granger has been enlisted as the Dark Lord's right-hand woman after she'd lost all hope on ever avenging her fallen comrades. Her once brilliant mind, now only used as a weapon for destruction. In the years leading to the Order's failure, she'd struck a deal with the Devil himself in order to survive and save all her friends. But when all else fails and there is nothing left of the once bold, bright and beautiful Hermione, it's hard to come back once you've shook hands with the Devil. Slow burn Dramione. Illustrated by the talented @avendellart Word count: 82,109 Best ratings: 24 in #hpfanfic, 32 in #granger, 107 in #death, 63 in #war, 6 in #deathlyhallows Start date: 20.01.21

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

Y/n Avery was a part of the one of the last pureblood families of America. Her life was on track until her father lost their families money and took a deal with the Malfoy's. In their seventh year they decided that Draco and y/n were to be married. The Malfoy's wanted to keep their bloodline pure. The Avery's wanted money. Will y/n and Draco escape the grasp of their families wants? Or will they be forced to live this lie forever. ________ #1 dracofanfic 11.23.2020 #2 malfoyfamily 11.23.2020

'y/n potter? bet she'll be just like her idiot brother' '𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧' started - june 2020 finished - january 2021 edited - soon

She is a Slytherin. But she is also a Muggle-born. Rosie Carter finds herself in a world where she's not wanted. Especially not by the Slytherin Prince himself. ---- A Draco Malfoy love story From enemies to lovers ***** TRIGGER WARNINGS: Contains mature language and sexual scenes throughout Mentions of alcohol misuse Violence, death and grief ***** Translations in Spanish, Italian and German can be found in my reading lists on my profile.

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 Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.