Harry Potter, all his life, believed he was alone. That was before he met his twin sister, of course. Giovanna Potter, all her life, believed nothing could distract her from school and family That was before she met Draco Malfoy, of course.

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

"If you weren't so important to The Dark Lord, I'd kill you right now" "If I still had my wand, you'd be dead already" Nine years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the war rages on. Voldemort is triumphant, but The Order continue to fight. Whilst on a rescue mission, Hermione Granger is captured and taken to The Dark Lord. When he cannot uncover her memories, or any secrets he can use to stamp The Order out once and for all, she's given to the most skilled Legillimens within his army.

Hermione and Draco are forced into close proximity when they are made Head Prefects that share a common room. Hermione wants nothing more than to finish school without any hiccups, but the presence of an ex-death eater is proving to complicate things. *Actively undergoing a rewrite to get rid of POVs. I apologize in the mean time for any confusing jumps between chapters or discrepancies within the plot.*

After years have passed since the Battle of Hogwarts, all fear and tragedy seemed to disperse. Hogwarts rebuilt itself, and so did those effected by the destruction that touched every witch and wizard that day. Hermione spent some time with Ron, whom she loved unconditionally. But five years into the relationship, Hermione no longer felt love from Ron. They drifted apart until one day, he never came home. Hermione, Harry or a Weasley has heard from Ron in over two years. That's when Hermione received a letter, an invitation for her to teach Arithmancy at Hogwarts, and she decided to turn a new leaf. Ready to put the tragedy behind her, an unexpected classmate from her past joins her as a new teacher. With secrets, seduction, and Slytherins, the Dramione fanfic will leave you on your toes and begging for more!

"I have a proposition for you," He said then, leaning back in his chair and looking at her with a smirk. "One that would be beneficial for both of us." Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Go on." "See, my mother has been trying to set me up with eligible women for a while now, and I, to be quite honest, cannot be bothered with it," He explained. "What does that have to do with anything?" She asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Answer me this: out of all the men that you could possibly date, who would annoy Weasley the most?" "What-" She froze, his words starting to sink in and she stared at him in shock. "You're not suggesting..." "Oh, but I am." He grinned widely, realizing that she was catching on now and he leaned forward to say in a low voice. "It's perfect; I get my mother off my back for the time being, and you can annoy the piss out of your ex-fiancé. Which, frankly, is a benefit for me too." She continued to stare at him, her jaw dropping slightly. "Are you really suggesting that we date?" "Not date," He shook his head quickly and corrected her, "Fake date." "What on earth are you talking about?" "A completely fabricated relationship," He said, smiling widely now. "And it doesn't even need to be long term. We can fool everyone for a few months, and then call it off amicably with no one the wiser." "A fake relationship." She blinked a few times, really thinking it over now. She would have been lying to herself if she said the idea didn't sound tempting. And it would truly annoy Ron... After a sudden, unexpected breakup with Ron, Hermione finds herself in a fake relationship with none other than Draco Malfoy, and as the ruse goes on she starts to question everything she thought she knew about herself and those around her. Updates on the 1st and 15th of each month

"I know you're skirting around the subject again, Draco, so you might as well just say what you want to say." He looked up at me then, a barely readable expression on his face. My chest tightened slightly as he just watched me, his eyes tracing over my face. After a few silent minutes, he finally straightened up in his chair and tossed the Prophet into the chair next to him before looking back at me. "Weasley is an idiot." It's 2002, four years after Hermione graduated from Hogwarts. In the midst of planning her wedding to Ron, her life turns upside down by news that breaks her heart, and when a certain blond wizard shows back up in her life, she realizes that maybe what she planned for isn't what she truly wants. Characters do not belong to me, they belong to JK Rowling

The war has ended and the Golden Trio has come back to Hogwarts to complete there 7th year, since they missed it while finding Horcruxes in their battle against the Dark Lord. When the trio comes back, joining in the year with Ginny, they see some familiar faces. Such as Neville, Luna, Dean, Seamus and many others from all houses... Even Slytherin... But what if Draco Malfoy comes back for his 7th year, as Head Boy? Surely Professor McGonagall has made a mistake! But no, no she hasn't...

Hermione Granger wants revenge on Ron. The perfect person for her plan is Draco Malfoy. All she has to do is make him fall for her, easy as cake, right? But is it that easy to win Draco Malfoy's heart? All Draco Malfoy wants is for Pansy Parkinson to leave him alone. The only girl who'd make that happen is none other than Hermione Granger. All he has to do is use his Malfoy charms and seduce her, right? And then she's his? » all copyright belongs to FigmentofAnnie / ihootanniex3 /escapism- 2014© « **Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list** ** lovelycover by @cloudstars **

"Herm we're late for class!" Hermione opened her eyes, that day she felt a continuous headache and wasn't strong enough to get up and go to class "Ginny I think I'm not going today... I feel badly" "Oh ok, call me for anything alright?" "Sure" Today the girl was pretty strange, she didn't have the same "wanting to study mood" as always. "My gosh my head..." She was pretty hungry, so despite the headache she got up and prepared some milk and chocolate with her wand. She had to pass with full marks her last year at Hogwarts and after the war she had also to help other students with getting good grades, she was very busy. Hermione dressed up and walked down the stairs, but before entering the great hall she fell. Luckily someone caught her before touching the ground. "Oh my god I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." She stopped excusing herself when she raised her head and saw the person who got her.. (chap1) NOW ON REVISION