Hermione told herself to not fall in love during the apocalypse. - Dramione post-war fic. (COMPLETED) 18+ ALSO AVAILABLE TO READ ON MY AO3 (the username is @sixth_senses).

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

Six years after the war, Hermione has the picture perfect life. She's married to a loving husband, has the Ministry job she always wanted, and friends that are loyal to the end. So why does she have to glamour away the bruises on her face, as she reaches for her bottle of Muggle pills? No, her life is far from perfect. Draco has lived his life day-to-day for the last six years. After taking over the Malfoy estate from his estranged father and spending most of his time rebuilding the Malfoy name, he realizes he's missing something in his life. That's how he finds himself working alongside a certain Golden Girl, who seems to have lost her fire. Post war Dramione. *COMPLETE* Being translated into Brazilian Portuguese here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/300909032?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Bru4150&wp_originator=pJ6rw8NWhqXQ9FYK0%2BtsX%2F1KOT%2FqZ2X4gfyaFpc%2FheFNSLaYK1Y4uREQIef2af8FGUQcl8D%2BrmVZbDMUGUvUZaBOo6RqwQL26RqkR34m%2BjK8cTBpKJz4zhVHg%2FjC5Dbr

In the wake of the Dark Lord's triumph over Harry Potter, the defeated must learn their new place. Hermione Granger, former Golden Girl, has been captured and reduced to human chattel. Sold to the highest bidder as the top prize at an auction of Order members and sympathizers, she is thrust into the rabid, waiting hands of the Death Eaters. But despite the horrors of Voldemort's new world, help-and hope-seem to arise from the most unlikely of places. PART 3 of the RIGHTS AND WRONGS series. THIS STORY IS BY Lovesbitca8 ON AO3!! I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR HER WORK WHATSOEVER!! - #83 on ao3 - 9|17|21 #31 on ao3 - 9|29|21 #33 on ao3 - 10|2|21 #445 on dramione - 10|6|21 #7 on ao3 - 5|14|22 #73 on wattpad - 7|31|23

forever is the sweetest con. current cover by @citruspotter

"Get on your fucking knees and suck me off like a good little slut." [VERY INTENSE SMUT] All warnings in the disclaimer. Cover made by @/wwmalfoy 9.18.20 - now

[ COMPLETE] Granger corners him one last time, pulling that bloody envelope from her robes. He lets it fall into his open palm. "You know the rules, don't you?" "Only for when I'm at my lowest point," he says. "And after I open it, I go straight to you." Ten years later, and he's falling in love with her. (NOT MY STORY) you can find this story on AO3 @orphan_account

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚." The 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 that makes you feel 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙚𝙧 than you already are. The 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 that makes it almost 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙡. This is 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. Cover made by @haruhiifowl

A book inspired by the poem '𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 ...𝑆𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑟' She needed a saviour and he needed a healer. This book tells the sad story of two broken souls, Draco Malfoy and Lena Elson. book song - wings by birdy ___ ⚠️mentions of rape/depression/suicide and strong violence.