Draco Malfoy is Voldemort's head Death-Eater, and Hermione Granger holds the key to his redemption. Together, they have to find a way to end the war in a world governed by draconian laws. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

Hermione Granger decided to come back for her eighth year but finds that adjusting to a normal life is harder than she thought it would be, and she's not the only one struggling. Throw in a mysterious photograph sent by future Hermione that's missing a piece and she learns that she may have bitten off more than she could chew when she tries to figure out just who is in the photo with her. Hogwarts Era 8th Year, Extremely Slow Burn, Post-DH Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter - rights for the universe, characters, and places mentioned in this book belong to the ever-wonderful JK Rowling. Also, credits to whoever owns the photo I used for my cover photo. If you know who it's by, kindly message me :)

Hermione keeps running into Draco Malfoy. Will anything other than disaster come from these chance encounters? Originally published in fanfiction.net as Geeky-DMHG-Fan

"Who ever said loving each other was easy?"

[Sequel to 'Bathwater'.] The story goes that Hermione and Draco lived happily ever after, right? Well, it's been fifteen years since the Marriage Law, and now someone has begun to destroy what was meant to last forever. Can Draco and Hermione fight to keep their family together, or will they let it shatter?

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

"just let me kiss you" "okay" • i wrote this when i was 13 btw so don't judge

"You see, Draco Malfoy, without your sarcastic replies to endure each morning and that arrogance only you could carry, I find myself somewhat missing you." Draco thought the biggest problem living for a year under the same roof as Hermione Granger was the probability of them killing each other. He never thought it would be falling in love with her.