Draco Malfoy really hates Hermione Granger. Everything he gives two fucks about is entirely contingent on the decisions that she makes and she doesn't even know it. If he's not careful, she's going to fuck it up for the both of them and then they'll all wind up dead. He never thought his life would depend on having to get between her legs and into her head. _____________________________________________ "I should have known," he said, "It's always the good girls who like it rough. Do you like it rough, Granger? Be honest," he purred into her ear, his left hand rising to wrap itself around her throat as he continued to press his right hand up against her, "I really don't like liars." con•tin•gent: subject to chance; dependent on [all rights go to jkr yuck] [not appropriate for audiences under the age of 18]

"Obliviate." Who knew such a small word could change the course of someone's whole life - and your own? Hermione Granger has always been anything but ordinary. Draco Malfoy has always been anything but good. Gryffindor and Slytherin have always been enemies. Can an unexpected twist of events annihilate everything they have ever known? "I love you, Draco Malfoy." He glanced down at his pale hands. "The question is, for how long?" "A thousand years."

"How does it feel like? To be kissed?" He snaked an arm around my waist so that we faced each other, our faces only an inch apart. He ran his fingers softly across my cheek. "I thought-" "Ah, everyone thought so, but no. I've preserved my first kiss for the special girl." His eyes twinkled as his nose tickled mine. "A lot of girls would kill to steal your first kiss." I breathed. "Would you?" ~ They will fight for glory. They will strive for what they want. For happiness. For love. For life. ~ Join Draco and Hermione as they unravel their story of love, sacrifices, happiness, and life. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

"I know there's nothing wrong, but what if everybody thinks it is? Then we'll be alone..." He whispered, resting his head in his hands. "I don't mind being alone, as long as it's with you." - Hogwarts has reopened after the war, and Professor McGonagall has given Draco Malfoy another chance to attend the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She may be forgiving, but will the others? Will they accept him or repel him? And more importantly, will the former Death Eater accept himself?

[eighth year post-war] Everyone has their vices. They just so happen to be each other's. {all rights go to JKR ew}

"Whatever this life brings us, my youth will have always been yours." Amidst the rise of an imminent threat, some people fall together as others fall apart. Love, power, Marauders, and everything in between. Year 7 with opening Snily and eventual Jily. Prequel to "Clean" and "Marked," book III in "This World or Any Other" series. COMPLETE. [Cross-posting of all stories currently in progress from FFN and AO3.]

- dramione -ongoing -mature content - contains themes that aren't permissible in non-fiction - OOC sh*t. Paradox par·a·dox /ˈperəˌdäks/ a situation, person, or thing that combines contradictory features or qualities. When the devil and an angel make too much sense. A story of a demon looking for solace, and an angel looking for chaos. A story of utter redemption, healing, sexual awakening, and paradoxical curses that blanket darkness to the first light Draco Malfoy has seen in years.

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

Unknown Number: Mum, could you please buy me some tampons on your way home? Draco: Unless I suddenly changed sex and gave birth to you then this is the wrong number - When Hermione starts texting her rival at school thinking he was her mum, things start to get interesting.