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  • Wanderer
    421K 15.5K 37

    She wanders across him one night, not realizing that their chance encounter in a Hogwarts corridor will save both of their lives. A post-war Dramione fic about healing, friendship, second chances, and love. [Now complete!] [cover is the wonderful upthehillart who you should DEFINITELY follow on tumblr/insta because h...

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  • Of Libraries and Love.
    261K 9.9K 32

    This is the Dramione spinoff to my story All That Jazz. (It's alright if you haven't read that story!) Draco Malfoy has been away ever since the war, living a pleasant and nerdy life in Germany. One day, in his favorite library, he finds himself recommending books to none other than Hermione Granger. A few years later...

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  • Rain (Dramione)
    1M 54.9K 57

    Niemals hätte sich Hermine erträumt, dass ihr so etwas passiert. Nicht ihr, dem streberhaften, braven Schulmädchen. Aber jetzt ist es geschehen. Fast der komplette Jahrgang hat das letzte Schuljahr wiederholt und am Ende gab es eine entsprechende Abschlussparty, bei der es passiert sein muss. Es lässt sich nicht ände...

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  • Remain Nameless
    2.6M 60.6K 51

    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...

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  • Unbound
    72.7K 2K 14

    Harry Potter has been killed and Lord Voldemort now reigns. As the Second Wizarding War ends, the Dark Lord enacts a repopulation effort for the production of Death Eater children. Draco Malfoy has climbed up the ladder to become the Dark Lord's right hand - the High Reeve - and is sent a slave to be the surrogate for...

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  • The Right Thing To Do
    3.5M 92.4K 37

    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 Secr...

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