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

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

Malfoy's handsome face was contoured into a condescending smirk. "No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?" She looked up at him defiantly. "Maybe I don't have any faith in you!" she said, raising her voice. Malfoy only looked at her. You'll find I'm very surprising. Dramione AU, canon divergence, year 6 with a slow burn and a killer twist. Book I of "This World or Any Other" Series. COMPLETE. [Cross-posting of all stories currently in progress from FFN and AO3.]

*WINNER OF THE GOLDEN SNITCH FROM THE 2020 SEEKER AWARDS* Giving him a skeptical look, she stepped away and out of his arms, almost regretting it instantly but ignoring that feeling as she pushed past him. "You better not let your little girlfriend catch you holding me like that. "Are you jealous, Hermione?" She stopped and looked back at him. "What on earth gave you that idea?" He was smirking, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walked towards her. "Because I'm fairly certain that Pansy Parkinson is not and never will be my girlfriend." He stopped in front of her and she raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest as she shifted her weight to one leg, almost losing her balance before catching it again. "Then what was that display at the Black Lake the other day?" "Were you watching me?" He grinned at her, and when she didn't respond, Draco could help but laugh. "You are jealous!" Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini are both Veelas, and they are trying to get close to their mates, Hermione and Ginny respectively. However, getting their girls will prove more difficult than they had hoped. Sequel is now up, titled 'Forever and Always'! WINNER OF THE GOLDEN SNITCH AWARD IN THE SEEKER AWARDS Characters do not belong to me! All characters used belong to JK Rowling *Edited as of January 26th, 2020*

"-I told them this wouldn't work." He cut in through gritted teeth as he kept his eyes on Hermione, making her pulse quicken and she couldn't help but clench her thighs together at the rough, husky tone of his voice. He didn't miss it; his eyes landed on her thighs and they darkened even further. "I can't help her when all I feel like I want to do is pin her down and fuck her into the mattress." _______________ Hermione gets into a little accident at work and is infected with a hybrid potion created to cause certain heightened side effects. Draco offers to stick around to give his work partner a little support ... if he can Occlude long enough to resist her... I DON'T OWN THIS STORY. IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

This is the story of Hermione Esmeralda Granger, only heiress to the Granger family name and the wealth and power that comes with it. Join Hermione as she embarks on her journey to Hogwarts, and her transformation from the eleven year old daughter of one of Wizarding World's most powerful Pureblood families to the Lady of the Snakes. [Domina Serpentium is Latin for Lady of Serpents or Snakes]

When the killing curse rebounded twice, stealing the souls of both Voldemort and Harry, the intoxicating fumes of death and magic burned through her fragile lungs. There can only be one Dark Lord, one Master, one Dominus, yet when the magic subsided to a ruler refusing to accept this power, another evil began to manifest its way, from the darkest of souls to the purest of hearts. Hermione is the only one who can change the course of this ongoing war, yet no one is aware of the power she holds, no one except him....

'He was a mystery and solving puzzles was a passion of hers.' It's the year 1996 and the wizarding world is on the brink of war. The Order of the Phoenix has assembled, preparing themselves to fight but they're missing something...someone. It was any other day when Hermione Granger was taken from the safety of Hogwarts and brought to Malfoy Manor where she was trained in combat and taught to duel. She was being prepared for treason as when she was considered ready, was going to be dropped onto a battlefield and forced to fight against The Order, standing amongst murderers and aiding everything she was against. She searched for light and comfort, unaware that it had been in front of her the whole time, in an unlikely form of a boy she had once known. _________________ TW!!! Mentions of suicide, kidnapping. -Yes, there is smut in the book but it's a big slow burn because of the circumstances so be prepared to wait a lil. -all characters are owned by jk Rowling!

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]