{Here's another Dramione Marriage Law fanfic to add to your large collection.} After the War, the golden trio, along with your other favorite characters return to Hogwarts to complete their 7th year. After the Minister of magic, Kingsley Shaklebolt, visits Minerva McGonagall in her office the night before hundreds of young wizards and witches in the making will appear at Hogwarts for another year of magical learning, All of age are paired with their soulmate and are required to create an offspring in two years. - All 7th years who died are not dead in my book, all other deaths are true - EDITING COMPLETE (Sequel is published "Lost but Not Found")

After the war, Malfoy Manor is no longer just a prison - it's a place where secrets fester and unlikely alliances form. Draco Malfoy, burdened by his past and haunted by his family's legacy, finds himself inexplicably drawn to Hermione Granger, the bright and defiant witch once his enemy. Forced into close quarters, their fragile trust is tested against a backdrop of silence, suspicion, and whispered betrayals. But sometimes, the darkest walls hide the deepest feelings - and the most dangerous secrets are the ones kept in the heart.* Will Draco and Hermione find redemption in each other, or will the shadows of the manor consume them both?

"She was supposed to be his rival, not his reason." After witnessing his father's death at the hands of the Dark Lord, Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts changed - questioning everything he was raised to believe. Rumors swirl about the growing power of mixed-blood magic, and in Ancient Runes class, he's paired with the one witch who embodies everything his world condemns: Hermione Granger. She's brilliant, infuriating, and undeniably powerful. And the more time they spend together, the more Draco realizes that the future he wants might lie not in bloodlines, but in her. Seventh year was meant to be survival. He never expected it to feel like home.

Hermione Granger is lonely. Post-war, slugging through her 8th year at Hogwarts, she's struggling with herself. She's questioning her path in life, and is finding it hard to move on. She's also slowly feeling more and more left behind by the people she thought were her best friends. They're essentially moving on without her, and she could never be more jealous. She feels as though they don't know her anymore, especially because they're all in loving relationships, which is something Hermione craves so dearly. She just wants to be seen. But after being paired up for a class assignment, she finds unlikely companionship in the last person she would ever expect to... Draco Malfoy. And maybe she isn't so alone after all.

Hermione could recognize those silver eyes anywhere. After all, they were the color her nightmares built themselves around. They were the color of her most cherished possession, too. But it couldn't be real. Draco Malfoy couldn't be sat in her favorite cafe -- not when he was serving a life sentence in Azkaban.

When all eligible wizards and witches are forced into marry in order to increase the population after the war, neither of them thought they'd ever have a chance at happiness again. Especially not with each other. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.

'Aconteça o que acontecer, o tempo e a hora atravessam o dia mais difícil'. A segunda ascensão de Voldemort ao poder e um papel na infame peça escocesa de Shakespeare tornam essa passagem muito apropriada para Hermione, especialmente quando ela descobre um lado mais sombrio de Draco Malfoy. [Tradução da fanfic escrita por cyropi. Essa história não me pertence, me pertence apenas essa tradução e adaptação para PT/BR]

Hermione estudava em hogwarts e ela acaba tendo um pesadelo com draco na sala de aula,mas o que era um sonho acaba se tornando,realidade,lucio malfoy planeja exterminar hogwarts,possuindo o filho para o lado do mal,mais o amor entre ele e hermione domina mais que as forças das trevas

Algo está errado em Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy está agindo nas sombras. Hermione Granger está escondendo algo. E Harry Potter está começando a perceber. Mas quanto mais perto da verdade eles chegam, mais perigoso tudo se torna. Porque alguns segredos não foram feitos para serem descobertos. E alguns sentimentos... não deveriam existir.