The Battle of Hogwarts is over. Voldemort is dead. But the war has just begun. *Dramione* (All rights to Harry Potter belong to a person who is not me)

Draco Malfoy has been one of Britain's most eligible bachelors for years (wild party boy would be the better title), and he has no immediate plans of changing that. Except, as it is in her tendencies to ruin his life, Hermione Granger knocks him off the list by becoming his wife after a hazy one night stand.

ON HOLD "Where's Harry and Ron?" She asked then, looking back up at him. He raised an eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe, tucking his hands into his pockets before answering, "Truthfully I don't know; I don't really care either. But I'm surprised that your first question wasn't 'where am I'." "That was my next question," She said stubbornly. "Where am I?" "You are safe," He said in a more quiet tone. "And you will stay safe as long as you stay here." Her brow furrowed again as she looked him up and down. He seemed to be genuine with his statement, and the calmness of his demeanor threw her off. "What do you mean, I am safe?" She eyed him warily as he continued to remain calm under her glare. "I don't have time to play games, Malfoy." He sighed heavily. "You're in my personal cottage; no one knows where it is, and it's probably better if you do not know either." An altered version of Deathly Hallows. All characters belong to JK Rowling

Summary: What happens at Bond stays at Bond -Hermione Granger is asked out for drinks at Bond, an exclusive club that offers anything from dancing to so much more. When she, quite literally, falls into Draco Malfoy's lap, will she give in to her more primal urges? Rated M for a reason! Will be 4 parts. **WINNER: BEST SMUT 2017 Dramione Awards** Notes: Bond By MrBenzedrine Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and I won't make a profit from this story. Unless you count friendship/followers as profit. Dramione shipping Rated M for lemons and future lemons.

- dramione -ongoing -mature content - contains themes that aren't permissible in non-fiction - OOC sh*t. Paradox par·a·dox /ˈperəˌdäks/ a situation, person, or thing that combines contradictory features or qualities. When the devil and an angel make too much sense. A story of a demon looking for solace, and an angel looking for chaos. A story of utter redemption, healing, sexual awakening, and paradoxical curses that blanket darkness to the first light Draco Malfoy has seen in years.

"A Million Galleons..." Another Dramione concoction from yours truly!! Smut from cover to cover... you've been warned. I'm not fucking JK Rowling, so don't expect this to be perfect. I'm a storyteller and that's that. "It's not about the accidental typo. It's about the storyline." -Stephen King. All rights and characters belong to the Harry Potter Queen herself, JK Rowling. I write from my own personal perspective and my own interpretations of the Harry Potter World. I bring a fresh new look and I don't always follow the rules of magic, because in my world, there are no limitations to magic and your imagination... So sit back and relax... and drink some bloody giggle water! This is all in good fun! And reading about a romance we all love to dream about...

"I want that one." Draco was only 8 years old when he picked Hermione. He should have known it wouldn't be that easy. AU - Marriage Law, Modern Wizarding World c. 1990

Two years after the War, Hermione is working at St. Mungo's as a Healer when the Director of the Hospital asks her to take their newest Healer, Draco Malfoy, under her wing. After a rough start and four years of working together, the two have become rather decent friends. When Hermione's relationship with Ron hits a rather large bump, Draco is the only one she feels she can turn to.