What if Nico and Jason dated before the events of HOO? What if Nico was actually a Roman, claimed by Hades so Olympus would win against the Titans, then allowed to join the Legion after the war? What if Hera still fully erased Jason's memories and set him up with Piper so that her image of a perfect family wasn't marred by a child of the underworld?

Percy proposed to Annabeth and asked Nico to be his best man. Can Jason comfort Nico?

"Hermione," he said in a strained voice, "please don't take offense by how blunt I'm about to be, but I'm honestly afraid that if I explain this with any type of subtlety it will somehow continue to elude you." Hermione's expression grew indignant but Draco ignored it and pressed on. "I am trying to seduce you," he said, staring her straight in the eye. Her indignation faded as her mouth dropped open and her eyes slowly grew round. He continued, "I have been trying to seduce you for over two years; ever since I first brought up the idea of our having a book club together."

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Sometimes the best choice you can make for yourself is the selfish one. Hermione knew that and she wouldn't apologize for it, even if it did end up costing her her friends. But people move on and Hermione formed a new life for herself. When her old friends see it first hand they start to think that maybe they had been wrong before. Too bad you can't change the past.

"No, i'm not going to tell them." She said. She could feel Draco stiffen next to her so she quickly continued. "But i'm not going to pretend we aren't together." Now Draco looked at her in question. "What do you mean, Mia?" "If they would have bothered to reply to any of my letters I would have told them like I planned. Now, I don't care wether they know or not." She said with a shrug. "Im going to act how I always act with you, it's up to them if they can figure it out." Draco smiled and gave her a quick kiss before turning to the rest of the group with a smirk. "You know, I think we can have some fun with this." Blaise, Theo and Pansy and returned the smirk and nodded. Ginny just looked at them all and then turned to Hermione. Hermione just chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Slytherins." Ginny grinned. Jk Rowling owns all characters!

Draco didn't want the child Hermione left London and had her son on her own Six years later Hermione goes back to London with a little boy of platinum blond hair and brown eyes Draco does everything in his power to have his family back in his life again (All copyright goes to JK Rowling, I only own some characters and settings)

"He has the biggest dick I've ever seen Granger! I mean it's huge! When we fucked for the first time it was like being ripped in half! I couldn't walk for days!" She said devilishly groaning. I felt my face heat up and a warm sensation in my panties picturing how big Draco must be. -lots of smut later on- edit: this story is so old and ridiculous please just enjoy and don't take anything seriously lol /25

Hermione is the one who finds Draco weeping in the bathroom. He flees. She chases him into the Room of Requirement, and the room forces them to face their greatest fears together in order to find the door. (The original story by Alydia Rackham, first published in 2010)

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