The War is won, and Hermione Granger is back at Hogwarts as an Eighth Year, feeling reckless and determined to shed her prim bookworm persona. Also returning is Draco Malfoy, universally hated but determined to restore his family's name. Hermione's hopes for a quiet school year are quickly dashed as she contends with mischievous First Years, killer plants, enchanted hair accessories, a totally inappropriate Moaning Myrtle, renegade Death Eaters, a nice vampire, a poorly named study group, a depraved party, and mysterious, threatening blood messages on the castle walls. We have redemption, partial redemption and (sadly or hilariously) no redemption at all. Throw in a snarky, disturbingly attractive Draco with his own secret agenda, and we have a very slow-burn Dramione with a side of who-dun-it. COMPLETE!

Published in 1862 by Lady Apollonia Nott, Courting Customs Most Sacred is the comprehensive text for any pureblood family seeking to arrange suitable matches for their children. It's also patently ridiculous and not at all appropriate for the modern era of dating. It is certainly not how one should woo Hermione Granger, at any rate.

Left by his fiancée a month before the ceremony, Draco never got his dream wedding, so agreeing to assist Granger with her own wedding planning to distract himself from his broken engagement seems like a great idea-though Draco probably shouldn't fall in love with the bride-to-be. Based very (very) loosely on The Wedding Singer.

Her gaze is encouraging, and Draco can do nothing but linger on the precipice of terrible want with remarkable self-restraint. She's right here; solid and real and welcoming. Slipping through his undeserving fingers. Is he allowed a trauma timeline? He has no idea when it's appropriate for him to reach suffering's endpoint and move on. He's a thestral with a beating wounded wing, still desperate to fly for her, to her.

Draco and his mother had behaved like upstanding citizens for years, donated thousands of Galleons, yet apparently it only took a bit of romantic fluff with Granger and he could consider himself fully redeemed. A bar so low he'd barely need to raise his feet to clear it.

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

"A slow burn fic about Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy taking dance lessons to learn the Tango. As the comedy builds, so does the tension -too bad Draco's set to marry Astoria. Dramione." by MrBenzedrine89 on ao3

Seventh year Pre-War AU. None of 6th year happened. Draco mistakenly picks up a dirty story that Hermione has dropped and decides to read it ... What a dirty, dirty mind she has... I DON'T OWN THIS! IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

THIS STORY IS NOT MINES IT BELONGS TO redhead414 ON FFN Astoria was never a fan of Hermione Granger, but pretty soon, she would be gone, and Draco was going to need all the help he could get. Rated M for future chapters.

*****COMPLETED******** Hermione is taking the week off from working as a Barrister and Judge on the Wizengamot, staying at her Beach House in Dorset. She invites her once adversary but now friend Draco to stay for the weekend and he brings along his Godfather Severus whom she's not seen since he was exonerated from war crimes and taken to hospital after his near death experience at the hands of Voldemort's snake Nagini. Out walking one day the pair come across Hermione's parents living in a cottage on a hillside. This wouldn't have been so odd but Hermione had witnessed her parents death at the end of the war. Her and Severus, with the help of Harry and Draco need to find out who these people really are and what's going on. Dum dum dummmmmm. (Cue mysterious music) ALL THESE CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN BORROWED FROM MS ROWLING. THEY AREN'T MINE - I WILL GIVE THEM A QUICK WIPE DOWN WITH A JEY CLOTH BEFORE RETURNING THEM... Please PLEASE leave comments. Unless you really hate it and then just (in the words of the wonderful Dionne Warwick, just walk on by). Thank you! TTFN! Jules xxxxx