She'd expected to possibly give her life to this war, she'd even prepared for the reality that they might lose the war. But the one thing Hermione Granger never prepared for was to be thrown back in time just before the fateful night of the Potters' death. When the wizarding war takes a dark turn, Hermione Granger is thrown back into the past. Straight to Potter Cottage in Godric's Hollow on October 23, 1981. Now she has the chance to change everything for the better, even if it means erasing her childhood and writing her friends out of her life. But when her presence alters the timeline, she has to prove to the Order the truth of her future. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 ✓ August 2020 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬 ✓ December 2020 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 [In Progress] 🐾 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 #1 fanfiction/1.1M! #10 romance/1.4M! #1 siriusblack #1 hermione #1 marauders #2 timetravel #1 harrypotter 🥇 1st PLACE in Marauder's Era @ Seeker Awards 2019 🥇 1st PLACE in Marauder's Era @ Hogwarts Student Council Writing Contest 🐾 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 • Hermione Granger • Sirius Black • James Potter • Lily Potter • Remus Lupin • Fabian Prewett • Gideon Prewett • Severus Snape 🐾 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: • I do not own HP or the Wizarding World, I just like to dabble for fun.

No one expected the Malfoys would fall so horrifically from their immaculate pedestal. 5 years later Draco is trying to salvage the war for the Order, while Hermione takes it upon herself to salvage the remaining shreds of his soul. ❖ ON HIATUS ❖ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: • I obviously do not own HP or the Wizarding universe, I just enjoy playing around in the world. • Thanks to @Whatafuck_Graphics @Elusive_Soul for the amazing cover!

On a fateful mission gone wrong, Auror Draco Malfoy gets mauled by a werewolf in an attempt to save his partner's life. When they rush him into St. Mungo's, the only healer Harry Potter will trust near his partner is his best friend, Hermione Granger, the head of the Trauma Ward. Little did they realize, healing Draco Malfoy would not be the difficult part of her job. When he regains consciousness, Draco's impulses are frayed and his instincts keep pushing him towards Granger, the one friend from Potter's crew he'd always kept at a distance. But now his heightened senses won't allow him to escape her and his new and volatile wolf has decided she's his perfect match. ✧ 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤 #1 hermione #5 dracomalfoy #4 harrypotter #2 dramione #194 fanfiction /1.2 M! #528 romance/1.8M! 🥇 1st PLACE (tied) in Post-War Era @ Seeker Awards 2019 🏅 2nd PLACE in Post-War Era @ Hogwarts Student Council Writing Contest ✦ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: • I clearly don't own HP or the Wizarding World, I just enjoy having fun with the world. • Rated M for later chapters. I DO NOT just write lemons without plot, so expect the characters to be three dimensional and a natural build to everything. Rated M chapters are clearly marked and can be easily skipped!

Free finally, Draco and Blaise embark on their next adventure. However, they each run into something they didn't expect. Or should I say, someone? I love reading Dramione fanfics and I think that Blaise and Ginny are perfect for each other There's something special about the stories that can be found on Wattpad. So if I'm able to make a story that stands out to just a few of you, I can say that I succeeded. ~ There is a bit of smut in it so fair warning ~ JK did an amazing job creating these characters and they obviously belong to her. However, I don't think she'll mind too much if we make a few things a little better ;)

Hermione is the "Brightest Witch of her Age": she follows the rules and she only breaks curfew to fulfil her prefect duties. That is until one night in a dusty broom cupboard with a certain Slytherin. She may have just made the worst decision of her life. Or the best? *COMPLETED* Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter (unfortunately). Another Disclaimer: if you're looking for toxic Draco, you're probably NOT going to find him here but I hope you like him anyway! Three cheers for ✨soft✨ Draco!!!

When Raven agrees to help sheltered Cassian complete his list of firsts in exchange for cash, it's strictly business-until their deal ignites an undeniable chemistry neither of them saw coming. *** After making a deal to finish her last year at Briarwood Academy in exchange for a shot at her dream job, 18 year old Raven Castillo has one mission: graduate and get out. No fights. No distractions. No complications. Cassian Hawthorne has spent his life buried in books, sheltered by his overprotective parents. But with college looming, he's ready to change that. He has a list of firsts to complete, and the unbothered new girl seems like the perfect person to help him. *** She needs the cash. He needs the experience. It's just business... until addictive kisses, lingering touches, and stolen glances make it anything but. What happens when their deal turns into something neither of them can control? Will they allow these sparks to fly, or will their personalities be far too different to carry on? ☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 𐦍 ☾𖤓 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐱 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 [CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE] #1 in goodboy #1 in badgirl #1 in badgirlgoodboy #1 in plottwist #1 in forbiddenlove #1 in bucketlist #1 in eroticromance #2 in romance #2 in steamy #2 in lovestory #3 in teenromance

Prequel to Telling them the truth - Reunions --- She looked down at her plate. She wasn't hungry at all. She didn't want to eat, but she had to. She had to be here for Melody. Melody needed her. Or she needed someone. Someone that could take care of her. She didn't eat at all. After the feast, Draco waited outside the Great Hall. She walked towards him. He noticed and began to speak before she could. "Hey, I'm sorry for all those years and so are my friends. We just didn't know any better then because we were raised that way." "Like I said, I already forgave you." She answers him. "Now, do you want to go to our common room and dorms?" "I would like that." He answers with a small smile. "You didn't look surprised when McGonagall said I was the head girl. How come? I wasn't on the train ride you couldn't have known." "McGonagall told me on the train. Because you weren't there and she thought it was necessary for me to know before the announcement in the Great Hall. And besides, who else could be head girl? You have the highest scores in every subject! I can't even beat you!" He answered desperately, but it was obvious that he was acting like it. "Come on. It's on the seventh floor. It is hidden behind a painting. It's near the Room of Requirement" she points out. "Wasn't that destroyed by Crabbe?" 'He can't know that it still exists. He'd find out about Melody...'She thought."Yeah, I meant, where it was." She say with doubt in her voice. He must have noticed because he looks at her with a raised eyebrow. "What, did I say something wrong? " Hermione asks him. "No, but you weren't sure. That's not like you at all." "War changed us all, that includes me" she sighs. --- Couples Theo X Astoria Blaise X Pansy Draco X Hermione

**MATURE CONTENT** (Smut alert!) She felt herself lean back into him and he didn't move. "You've been avoiding me, Granger, I've missed you," he told her, his voice barely audible. She swallowed as his hand went around her waist and he brushed his lips along her heated skin. She let out a low sultry moan before she answered, "People don't miss their mistakes, Draco"

The war was going badly. Hope wore thin, worn down by funerals and betrayals. And Hermione Granger was tired of watching the people she loved die. So she turned to something older than wand magic. Something forbidden. Buried in the bowels of the Black Family Library, there it was: Vinculum Sanguinis. Blood magic-raw, binding, and irreversible. She wasn't summoning a spirit. She was summoning a soul. Regulus Arcturus Black: traitor to Voldemort, presumed dead, drowned by his own mission. The ritual was agony. It called for a drop of her blood, a binding vow, and a name spoken with intent. She gave more than a drop. When the circle of runes lit up with searing gold, and the air crackled like a storm breaking, Regulus appeared-naked, furious, and alive. "You called me," he said. His voice was low and sharp, like a blade drawn in the dark. Hermione collapsed, the toll of the ritual stealing her breath. "We're bound. Soul to soul. You're mine now." His eyes-those same steel-gray Black eyes-narrowed. "And you are mine." Regulus learned quickly. He was colder than Sirius, quieter. But once he understood what had become of the world-what Voldemort had turned into-he didn't hesitate. "We end this," he told her one night. "Not for the Order. Not for Potter. For family." He moved through the shadows. Undetected. Whispers of a third side rose. The war paused. Every living Black turned to him. Even the cursed ones. Even Draco. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His presence said enough. They followed. He wasn't there for sides. He was there for blood. And anyone threatening Hermione Granger was already marked for death.