Every 7 year must go through a classification test. Hufflepuffs ravenclaw's Slytherin and Gryffindor is the order of that the houses will go through the test in. Sub's Dom's Omega's betas Alphas neutrals Littles caregivers Harry x Snape Snarry Boyxboy

It is one year after Voldemort is defeated. Headmistress Mcgonagall invites students with unfinished educations to return if they would like. They will be known as Eighth Years. Hermione, of course, easily agrees and is actually excited. Ron and Harry would rather not go, but, of course, Mrs. Weasley is making them. All summer, Ron has been moody and distant. But lately, he's been rude and almost cruel towards Harry and Hermione. And when they arrive at Hogwarts, Ron starts acting possessive and abusive. Hermione was going to tell someone, but as much as she hated to admit it, she's clueless. She's hurting physically and emotionally. And worst of all, she's scared. She's backed into a corner and has no one to run to. Or does she?

When The Head Girl and Head boy are assigned at Hogwarts, you would expect all hell to break loose. Maybe not. Draco And Hermione fall head over heels fast. Read to see what happens ~~MATURE CONTENT~~

Eighth year at Hogwarts and Hermione finds herself living with the Silver Trio - Blaise, Draco and Theo. Mature audiences only, explicit scenes and Daddy kink. **This is also published on the fanfiction site under my normal pen name of WinterWillows. The name wasn't available on Wattpad so I had to pick something else!**

Ron won't let Hermione go when he tried to change her during their relationship. Now she is, looking for someone new and with Draco Malfoy as head boy and Hermione needing a strong yet gentle daddy, what will happen in their 7th year at Hogwarts?

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]

Hermione seemingly has her life figured out. Little did everyone know she was falling apart. Through her struggles she is met by an unlikely savior I dont own anything, credit to J.K Rowling