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

Hermione recieved her Secret Santa gift a little early that year. It was a simple request; to accompany her gift giver and participate in a 'bucket-list' style of various different yule-tide traditions... traditions that her Secret Santa had never had the chance to experience before. I DON'N OWN THIS! IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

Hermione MUST marry Draco Malfoy - the only wizard that begrudgingly petitioned for her who is not actively trying to kill her. If only there was some loop hole. Can the unlikely pair survive marriage, in laws, ghosts, murderous enemies and their own traitorous feeling? All rights goes to (c) EvilGu of Fanfiction.net https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10877265/1/Lost-Images

Draco Malfoy is a fucking arse. A magical delivery error causes all the gifts ordered by Draco and Hermione to be sent in the wrong place. To her great misfortune, her erotic potion books and sex toys land in Malfoy's hands, who takes great pleasure in mocking her. Bloody Hell, if she could bury herself alive right now, she would. ______________ I've had a few ideas pop into my head for the Christmas holidays, so here's a little surprise for you. Just a quick heads-up: writing smut is a real challenge for me-I cringe every single time, haha. I wrote my first one not long ago, and I thought I was going to have a heart attack when I posted it. So, please be kind! English isn't my first language, either. Sending lots of good vibes your way, and... happy reading! A special shoutout to my friend and beta, Posie.rosie.daisie, who took the time to read my work, even when I wanted to hide behind a cushion, and who advised me to keep a bowl of water nearby to help ease the pressure... Your unwavering support, your feedback, and your comments always bring a big smile to my face.

Years had passed since the war. Hermione and Harry worked as Aurors, Ron, unemployed. As her marriage takes unexpected turns, who better to comfort her than her co-worker, the ever-struggling Draco Malfoy? This heartbreaking tragedy captures the dangers of rushing into things, especially love. Wind - Persephone Finnith Loosely derived from Alec Benjamin's song "Must Have Been the Wind" Mature: language, sexual references TW: abuse, violence, drug use, neurodivergent internal monologue

Three years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort has gone deep into hiding behind the protection of the remaining Death Eaters. The few surviving Order Members are given one Death Eater to assassinate to draw Voldemort out for the Final Battle. Ginny is given Bellatrix Lestrange, Harry takes Antonin Dolohov. Hermione has Draco Malfoy.

The war hero, Hermione Granger, breaks up with her long term boyfriend, Ron Weasley after learning that he cheated on her after a long night of drinking. Hermione grew tired of Ron's ways and said goodbye to the past. She moves into an apartment across from Draco Malfoy, the two of them put the past behind them and grow close. But does the rise of a new threat tear them part? Do the former archenemies fall for each other? Does Draco fall for the girl across the corridor? Completed! Started: June 2016 Finished: May 2017 {Highest ranking #26 in fan-fiction} Featured on @WattpadPotterverse Disclaimer: I don't own the characters

"You're a good friend, Hermione." She narrowed her eyes at him. "So we're on a first-name basis now?" He shrugged. "I feel it's only fair after spending every moment of our free time in a lab together. Also," he scratched at his chin in thought, "I'm pretty sure you're dating my best mate." Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR WORLD, those belong to J.K. Rowling. I am writing this for fun, and for no monetary gain.

The war has ended. The world returned to normal. Then they had to live in it. Five years after the war, Hermione Granger wears her survival like a badge and a bruise-polished, professional, and slowly vanishing beneath the weight of expectations. Marriage, career, public image: she plays the part. Even if it means losing the girl who once burned for justice. Draco Malfoy didn't ask for redemption, he only wanted to fade into obscurity. Become the man everyone expected of him and forget the rest. When Hermione walks back into his world, she isn't the girl he remembers. And he's no one's villain anymore. What begins as a reckless mistake turns into something messier-full of jagged wounds, softened edges, and the parts they swore they'd bury. This is a slow-burn, character-driven exploration of trauma, power, and what it means to want something real in the aftermath of survival. Dramione, but raw and human. Eventual HEA.

"'Are you sure you can manage it, Granger?'" ----- Hermione has, once again, gotten caught for being out after hours. Dumbledore and McGonagall agree that the best punishment for her... is to work for the slytherin quidditch team. how will she survive? ----- dramione *sexual content and slight sexual assault/harassment*