[dramione - fanfiction] Un cadavre, deux indices. Un article de journal datant de sa sixième année à Poudlard et une fiole d'un apothicaire inconnu mènent Harry Potter sur la piste de sa meilleure amie disparue depuis dix-sept ans. Le passé et le présent se chevauchent pour répondre à ses questions et révéler toute la vérité sur la disparition d'Hermione Granger. TW : mort, harcèlement, état dépressif, violence physique et verbale.

Hermione, now in her mid-20s, is back at Hogwarts to pursue higher education. Trying to forget the trauma carved into her by the war, she spends one lust-filled night with a certain pureblood. But that night will have consequences. While her personal life unravels, a string of mysterious murders forces her to work together with Draco Malfoy, who himself seems to carry many secrets. "He scared her. Not because he wielded killing curses like they were nothing, but because he seemed to understand her in a way that even she didn't. The more she let him in, the more power he had to destroy her." Come for the smut, stay for the plot. Read if you like: - Murder mystery - Dark Arts - Hurt/ Comfort - Hermione and Draco both deal with PTSD - Angst, so much angst ‼️‼️NOT MY STORY!! ALL CREDITS TO @slytherin_after_dark ON A03!!

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

It began as a way for Hermione to remember her parents, to honour a part of her childhood. But now every Christmas season, Draco Malfoy finds a way into her holiday tradition of attending a performance of The Nutcracker. Written for D/Hr Advent 2020.

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.

Hermione is familiar with fighting: for respect, for attention, for justice. She's even made a career of it; working on behalf of creatures and beings. But her battle against the Ministry's marriage law is one she loses. Badly. And now, she has to contend with not only public derision and patriarchal politics, but her growing feelings for her government-mandated spouse.

Drago et Rose s'en vont faire face à l'Amérique.

La seconde guerre des sorciers a pris fin, grâce au courage de Harry Potter. Cependant, les pertes ont été conséquentes et la bataille a laissé des cicatrices profondes. Hermione en est parfaitement consciente et en observant le monde magique, elle aspire à le changer, pour éviter que les erreurs se reproduisent. En prenant cette décision, elle ignorait l'impact sur sa propre vie et sur son avenir...

Ce n'était pas la première fois qu'elle venait ici et ce ne serait clairement pas la dernière. THREE-SHOT DRAMIONE.

Drago rentre chez lui pour fêter son anniversaire de mariage.