To debate between hatred, friendship, love - with a foe, a friend, or a lover.

Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger return to Hogwarts for their 8th year, appointed as Head Boy and Head Girl-a decision that forces them into an awkward arrangement of sharing a common room. While the wizarding world seeks to rebuild after the war, tensions remain high between those on opposing sides. For Draco and Hermione, their shared living quarters ignite a fiery clash of personalities. Hermione views Draco with contempt for his past, while Draco carries his own burdens and guilt, masked by his signature sarcasm and cold demeanor. But amidst the late-night study sessions and accidental moments of vulnerability, something unexpected begins to shift. They slowly discover cracks in each other's armor-a truth hidden behind Hermione's fierce drive for justice and Draco's stoic facade. As walls come down, hatred turns into hesitant understanding, and understanding blossoms into something undeniable.

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]

Adreanna didn't know it then, but both her and Draco Malfoy were not so different from one another; willing to sacrifice one life to save another's.

in which the boy who had no choice meets the girl who's tasked to find out why. cover by @thirstymalfoy HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in draco malfoy

Winner of: The Car Awards The Chaos Awards (1st prize) The Hidden Gems Awards (1st prize) The Red Rose Awards (1st prize) The Magical Awards (1st prize) The Athena Awards (2nd prize) The Proximity Awards (2nd prize) Diamond Star Awards (3rd Prize) The Talent Awards (3rd prize) The Sunset Awards (3rd prize) The Poe's Awards (5th prize) The Colouring Awards (Honourable mentions) The Sunset Awards (best cover in fan fiction) (^_^) "Enjoying the view, Granger?" He asked as a smirk formed on his face. This brought Hermione back from admiring-Malfoy mode. It took less than a moment for the quick-wit Granger to show up. "Don't flatter yourself Malfoy. I would rather gaze into an Orb than to look at you." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. As she was about to turn away, she heard Draco muttering "Filthy mudblood." Instead of walking away from him, as always, she stepped towards him, lifted her heels, brought her lips closed to his ear and whispered, "You wish you knew how filthy I really am.." •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Disclaimer: All characters rightfully belong to the amazing JK Rowling. After the war all the students were called to complete their last year, seventh year, but none knew that this year would turn Hermione's and Draco's life upside down. They both developed a feeling for each other, other than hate. But there's a twist. They are the worst people on planet to really admit their feelings. How will they be together? How will they admit their love to one another? Read to find out!

Strange things, dreams. How much credence should we give to where our subconscious takes us? There are many things Draco did not need in his Sixth Year. He did not need Theodore Nott implanting strange dreams in his head, for one. In the ensuing years, he did not need to constantly remember that blissful, impossible dream. He further did not need Potter bursting into his mostly turned-around life to embroil him in a conspiracy at Azkaban. And he definitely did not need to embark on a clandestine investigation into prisoner mistreatment with Hermione Granger.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She asked angrily. He tutted at her as he sat down. "Is that any way to treat a client?" Her brow furrowed as she narrowed her eyes. "If you're here to waste my time, I'm going to ask you to leave." "I would never waste your time," He answered, leaning sideways in the chair and bringing up one leg to rest his ankle over his knee, smiling at her. "I do have an actual problem that you need to help me with." "From the way I see it, I don't need to help you with anything," She retorted. "Now, I will ask again: what do you want?" He sighed and shook his head slightly. "You will need to help me, actually, unless you want an unstable werewolf at the next full moon." She stared at him, her mouth dropping slightly. "You've got to be joking." His expression turned more serious. "I most certainly am not, Granger." "You're a werewolf." Brand new story! Takes after the theory of Draco being bitten by Fenrir Greyback after Lucius failed to retrieve the prophecy, and the story takes place 5 years after the battle in 2003. Enjoy everyone! Characters belong to JK Rowling

"What the fuck happened, Malfoy?!" She exploded, her voice cracking as she turned toward him. "One minute I'm being tortured, convinced that I'm going to die in your family's tacky drawing room, there's spellfire, a crash that felt like a ruddy earthquake, and then I wake up here, with you of all people!" Updated every Friday.

COMPLETE. Hermione convinces Draco to spy for the Order and she becomes his handler. But what are Draco's true motivations? Hard to say when he's still figuring that out himself. WINNER: 2022 Top Dramione Fics on Reddit 4th Place Wartime 2nd Place BAMF!Hermione .............................................................. Draco cut her off before she repeated the question. "Granger, you may have my wand, but you're not in control of the flow of information here. It's not your life on the line." Granger bristled at his assertion. "My life is on the line every day." "So. Is. Mine." He growled at her. "Give me my fucking wand and don't be so bloody obvious when you contact me." She narrowed her eyes at him. "I already told you I'd be more careful next time." She better be. "One more thing." "What, Malfoy?" she said impatiently, still angry that she hadn't gotten the information she wanted. He pointed his finger at her so she would understand how important this was. "You need to learn Occlumency. If you're captured, I'm dead." She stared back at him defiantly. "We both are." He couldn't argue with that. She tossed his wand to the floor and Disapparated with a crack.