Hermione is having a hard time feeling the holiday spirit, but a little magic (and a certain Malfoy) may be the answer she didn't think to look for. (PG-13) Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am not making money from this fanfiction.

This is a story of Hermione Granger and her life of lies. What if the story was different and one of the main characters was not what she seemed. A tale of Hermione that's a bit darker than the original version. This story was mainly made due to my fascination with other stories about this, but with my take. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING and everyone involved with the series books or not. PLUS ANY ART PIECE IS NOT MINE BUT I WILL CREDIT EVERYONE!

hermione is happily married to draco but her extended family have no idea how will the react when she shows up with the most handsome and rich bachelor in england Im writing probably all of this on my phone so dont judge to harshly

"I want Astoria back, you want Weasel back - for some unknown reason. They'll come crawling back on their hands and knees. Simple, really." "Are you proposing we fake date?" I asked, incredulously. He smirked, "Oh Granger, that's exactly what I am proposing." --- Takes place eighth year and they all come back to Hogwarts. Voldemort is dead, however everyone who died in the war is alive. (Completed) #1 in Hermione and #1 in Dramione

Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger loathe each other. But Hermione has a secret to hide and Draco discovers that he possesses a weird gift... Will it bring them closer together or further apart?

Hermione Granger was one of the great few who had the gift of seeing potential in a person. She understood that everything changes, including people, and that everyone deserves the chance to change. This time, it just so happened to be Draco Malfoy.

What If the Yule ball was a masquerade ? What if no one knew who anyone was until the unmasking at midnight? What would happen when, 7th year, Draco Malfoy asks masked Hermione Granger to dance not knowing their true identities ? And what would happen at the unmasking once they would be revealed ? Set during 7th year loosely! It's not exactly like the books, it's my own timeline and my own spin. This story was originally on my Instagram and now I'm going to put it on watt pad. I love your comments but don't complain please. Enjoy *THIS DOES NOT FOLLOW THE BOOKS!!! YES I KNOW THAT ITS DIFFERENT. The plot in the books is usually ignored and rewritten my own way. It is set Seventh year (their last year at hogwarts during the war.) Please stop commenting that my writing is wrong.*

In the long awaited sequel, Revealed follows Hermione and Draco's story as they begin their lives together. When their story book ending seems so close in the time following their wedding, life decides to turn things upside down for the couple. Draco and Hermione will have to learn the hard lessons that life has it ups and downs and if they can't, they may risk everything they have worked so hard for. They will have to learn that if they want to have a happily ever after, they will have to work together or give up on each other. After all they have been through, can Hermione and Draco really give up? But sometimes, giving up is the only option. Sequel to Masked, a Dramione Fanfiction Note: May contain some mature and adult themes (warnings will be given)

During the Wizarding War, Ron Weasley dies after confessing his love for Hermione. Draco admits he loves Hermione and Harry kisses her. Hermione know's Ron would be happy if she chose Harry but she can't ignore her feelings for Draco. She thinks and believes she loves Draco but she needs to hide her feelings and vulnerability from Draco when he sets her up and gets her kidnapped under his fathers orders. Read on :) Hermione opened her mouth to scream, to protest, but no sound came out. The sound of war, fighting, death and blood melted away so Hermione could only hear the thud as Ron's body hit the floor as he ceased to live. His skin became pale. His eyes stared straight at the ceiling, lifeless and dull. Hermione crawled towards him, tears refused to leave her eyes. He wasn't dead. He couldn't be. He was Ron. Her one and only love. She touched his chest and felt the coldness seep into her.