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

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!

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

REWRITING!! In which time would never be enough, and vows lived to be broken. | "Always such a good girl for me, aren't you?" Draco groaned into my parted lips, earning a moan from me as he forced himself deeper, rougher by the feeling of my body trembling in his grip, "Such a good girl," | "It seemed so perfect, but ended so soon." ___ A Draco Malfoy love story with a bunch of messy plots. Highest ranking; #2 in harrypotter #3 in malfoy #1 in dracofanfic ___ Trigger warning, This book contains mature content. Such as sexual relationships, violent actions, signs of sexual abuse, foul language, and character death. 18+ only. All the characters in this book are over the age of 17. I do own Leiah and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling,

MATURE CONTENT Draco Malfoy despises anyone that is not pure. So when a half-blood rises up to his challenges, his not sure whether he should be impressed or enraged. Draco Malfoy and Aster Flint can't seem to work out whether their anger rises from their hatred for each other or from something more. Highest rankings: #1 in dracosmut #2 in funny #3 in slow burn #2 in spicy

Arabella Roseberry was kicked out from Beauxbatons Wizarding school to Hogwarts in her 5th year. She has her whole future ahead of her and will let nothing stop her from achieving what she wants. Until she meets the Slytherin Prince, her world turns upside down and so does his. **All characters belong to JK Rowling, I own the character Arabella Roseberry** **Names, ages and storyline will not all be accurate, all characters are 17+. This story contains mature smut, please don't read if you are not of age, or if you are easily cringed** Highest rankings: #1 in Draco #2 in fanfiction #1 in maturelanguage #1 in Slytherin #1 in Dracomalfoy

"All I wished for was to not be a Slytherin. Pure blood supremacy was woven into the material of those jade coloured ties and I would rather strangle myself with one than wear it." After returning from her time spent on the run, Lyra, unruly, sarcastic and sardonic, is sent to Hogwarts In hope it will keep her out of trouble and help her fulfil the future her pureblood parents have planned for her. She is determined not to fall into the pure blood, blood supremacy trap and is set on never marrying a Pureblood or succumbing to their dark, immoral ways. That is until she meets one particular blonde, who will change her insular life as she knows it. And with the war slowing looming will she choose her Family or her beliefs? •started 28th of December 2020•

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

It took over her body. She felt it pump through her entire bloodstream in an instant, calming her. She didn't care that she won the War, she didn't care that her friends had good jobs that paid well and had families, she didn't care that Ron fell out of love with her because she developed a substance addiction, she didn't care that she was left alone to bask in the post-traumatic stress disorder symptoms that came after war. She was happy for her friends. Except they had left her. Left her alone to deal with everything. No, no. She wasn't alone. She was okay. She had what was currently pumping through her veins; whatever it was. The guy beside her placed it on her tongue and eagerly commanded her to swallowed it. "Granger?" A voice said. A silence followed after. Fuck, wasn't that her name? She lifted her head off the brick and tried to focus on the figure that stood before her. "M-my name is... that." - I own nothing, everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. AU Dramione ⚠️This is a dark story with depictions of: mental illnesses, substance abuse, suicidal thoughts/tendencies, rape, and harmful actions to one's self. DO NOT READ IF THESE TRIGGER YOU. Read at your own risk.⚠️

Five years into to the war, the Order is pulling ahead after ages of drastically losing. Draco Malfoy notices. He wants in. He offers himself as a double agent, but the Order requests more. They've created a new spell that binds two people's magical cores together in order to make a nearly unbeatable pair of duelists. Draco agrees to bind himself to the person most compatible with his magical core. Even if it is Hermione Granger.