For centuries, pureblood families have taken part in a secret ritual kept from the rest of the wizarding community. This sacred blood magic is the life force for the magic of Britain's wizarding population, and Draco Malfoy has prepared all of his life for his first Solstice. Two years after the end of the war, Hermione uncovers the truth of her heritage and prepares for her life to flip upside down yet again. Dramione/ D.M&H.G [all rights to jkr]

Only those eyes would take her mind off of everything. The storm grey eyes. ... When Hermione finds out she's adopted, there they are again. Those stupid eyes of his. They were the only ones that could take her to another world. A better place. •-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Characters belong to 𝖩̶.𝖪̶.𝖱̶𝗈̶𝗐̶𝗅̶𝗂̶𝗇̶𝗀̶ 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘙𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦, the q̶u̶e̶e̶n̶ 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 of potterheads everywhere. Plot belongs to me, enjoy :)

Hermione has already spent a week as a captive at the Malfoy Manor and so much has changed. After being attacked by Crabbe and stealing his wand she apparated away even though she knew that Draco could follow using the Bind that now connects them both permanently. Everything in Draco screams to let her just be free, but in order to save both their lives he must track her down and bring her back...no matter the cost to his heart he must protect the woman who means more than he thought possible. Sequel to "Left Behind" An angst filled slow-burn Dramione love story. READ PART ! HERE: https://www.wattpad.com/story/227114727-left-behind-a-dramione-romance

Draco lays dying from a curse Ron cast, while Hermione remains captive in his parents manor. Nothing was ever supposed to end up this way, but now that they are here there is only one question that remains: Can love conquer all? The third and final installment in the "Left Behind" Dramione Trilogy

Weeks before the beginning of their Sixth Year at Hogwarts, Hermione Granger saves Draco Malfoy's life. Compelled to lie about it, Hermione's friendships become strained, and she finds an unexpected companion and confidante in Draco. Increasingly becoming the keeper of each other's secrets, they discover that truth and lies have little to do with trust. Year 6 + Year 7; soft/damaged Draco; mature content; does not follow the timeline of HBP and DH. WIP but update regularly. Hoping to complete by April 🖤

Blaise was an amusing man; she threw her head back in laughter when a voice of sultry steel cut through the moment. The voice drawled, "Mate, do you mind if I cut in?" Blaise smirked and stepped back, "Sure Drake, but up to the lady though." Her tongue darted out to moisture the dryness of her bottom lip. Draco eyed her with growing interest and offered his hand. Without a moment's hesitation, Hermione let out a small laugh and took it. "Fucking cock block," Hermione heard Blaise hiss as he moved past them, and Draco hid a laugh. She felt his fingertips dancing across her skin. She leaned into his touch. He boldly looked into her eyes, "Well...look at you, Granger." Hermione refused to back down, "I saw you looking Malfoy, are you intrigued or surprised by what you see?" Draco smirked, "Never surprised where you are concerned. You were always pretty but tonight you're stunning." Hermione cocked her head to the side and asked, "How is Astoria?" He let out a laugh, "Low blow, Granger, she is in Australia with her sister." Her eyes travelled up his corded neck and settled on his luscious lips, "Ah...that would explain your boldness?"

Draco stood as close to the edge as he dared and looked down. Waves were engaged in their endless battle with the land, beating relentlessly against the rock face far below. Jutting out of the water were the rocks that had been cleaved from the cliff wall. As he stared at the water, the height dizzied him and his vision blurred. He stumbled and the pack of supplies he had thrown over his shoulder fell. Before he could grab it, it went over the edge. He considered Summoning it, but something held him back. Enthralled, he instead watched as the pack, as though in slow motion, tumbled through the air and finally fell into the water amidst the jagged rocks. The wind died and all he could hear was the gentle murmur of the distant pounding of the waves. Follow the story of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger as they fall in love with eachother and how it all starts with arranging stacks of books, wall colours, and jumping off a cliff.

Post Battle of Hogwarts. Voldemort won and Harry Potter is dead. Hermione and Draco find themselves in Azkaban together able to talk through a vent in the wall. In order to survive they must be able to work together.

Hermione spends the summer before her last year at Hogwarts in the hospital battling a deadly sickness. To her horror, she discovers her mysterious illness is actually her body transforming to accommodate her mate - her very Veela mate. No one knows who or where her mate is. The last thing she expects is to find him at Hogwarts - or have it be Draco Malfoy. Rejecting him means his death. Can Hermione do what she must? JK ROWLING OWNS ALL HP CHARACTERS

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 daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings