It's easy to think that the greatest battles are fought on the front lines, in dark alleys or behind closed doors. But for Hermione Granger, the most painful war was one she fought in the silence, on her own. Her marriage to Ron Weasley, once a symbol of hope belonging, had deteriorated into something unrecognisable. Behind the warmth of the Burrow, there were shadows-violent, destructive, and suffocating. But some battles, she would learn, were beyond her ability to win alone. When the chance to escape came, she took it. With nothing but her courage and a few belongings, she fled the life that had once promised so much, seeking solace in the place where her heart had always found peace: Hogwarts. But even within the walls of her beloved school, the scars of her past could not be erased. Not until she found herself working alongside an unexpected ally-Draco Malfoy. The boy who had once stood as her enemy, the one who had tormented her and her friends, now offered her a different kind of support. As time passed, the distance between them began to close, their shared history no longer a wall, but a foundation. They find something in each other they never expected to find again-safety, understanding, and love. But just as they begin to rebuild what had been lost, a shadow from Hermione's past returns to haunt her. Ron, desperate and enraged, comes to Hogwarts-his anger consuming him. He attacks Hermione with the same violence she had escaped from, and in that moment, Draco becomes her protector. This is their story-one of rediscovery, of healing, and of love rekindled against all odds. Together, they will rise from the ashes of their broken pasts and embrace the future both of them have always craved. ****Please note, this fic includes graphic descriptions of traumatic events including all aspects of physical abuse****

(Aragorn x Legolas) 'My world began to shatter as I saw the the two lovers kiss. Aragorn, the man I loved and Arwen, the woman whom he loves. My heart was breaking inside and the crowds around me were unclear as the only thing that I could focus on now, in the world was my worst nightmare but also reality.' No.1 in aralas ⚠️See the beginning of chapters for warnings ⚠️ -The cover picture isn't mine |COMPLETED|

Scorpius Malfoy and Albus Potter have decided fifth year is going to be their year; the year everything falls into place for them both and the year they show the bullies they aren't afraid of them. Scorpius receives a prefect badge and Albus is going to join the Quidditch team, if Scorpius can just convince him that he should try out. It's going to be the year everything works out for them, and if that means Scorpius keeping his huge crush on his best friend a secret, then that's just what he's going to have to do. It's just a crush. He can get over it well before fifth year is over, can't he? ⚠️I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING THIS IS PURELY FANFICTION⚠️

Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's Good Girl, Head Girl, Cleverest Witch of her Age, Nice to even the lowest of the low, Charity starter, Best Friend, Savior of the World, Best Auror in the making...Wanted for MURDER. Now, how does that even make sense? Draco wants to know...don't you?

[Complete] Hermione Granger did everything she could to restore her parents' memories after the war ended. However, in an attempt to fight her own spell something went wrong. Dealing with a rare and uncontrollable gift, she'll find there's only one person who can really help her.

"Why do you keep avoiding me, Draco?!" "'Cuz i don't deserve you, Harry." . . . . . A Drarry fanfic set in the 8th year of Hogwarts. contains: Drarry boyxboy a few mature scenes fluff angst lgbtq+ Self harm Low vocabulary Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter in any way whatsoever, don't sue me or whatever, thanks. 1 #drarry ON 7TH FEB 2021❤❤

"Face it Malfoy, you're a bloody coward." Harry's smile was gone, replaced by a menacing scowl. While he was talking, he had made his way back to Malfoy, who was now standing in front of him, seething with anger. "I. Am. Not. A. Coward," Malfoy said darkly with gritted teeth. His knuckles were turning white as he clenched his fists. "Prove it," Harry snapped, glaring into irises of stormy silver. Cover by: @D4y_Dr3am (their art is amazing!!)

It was a dark and stormy Sunday night when Hermione Granger unexpectedly visited his house and entrusted him with her daughter, Rose. Disaster ensues.

This is the sequel for A Crazy Little Thing, so if you haven't read that go check it out on my page before starting this one! He sighed and propped himself up onto his elbow. "Have I mentioned that I love how you're so invested in your work?" "Is that sarcasm?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Actually, no!" He grinned at me and said, "You've always put everything you had into your work, whether it was school work or Ministry work. I admire that; you don't half-ass anything." "Well in my line of work, there's too many lives on the line for me to even consider half-assing anything," I said with a smile before turning around and walking into the bathroom. By the time I had turned the shower on Draco was out of bed and stretching again. "And there's still no chance of convincing you to come work for me?" I laughed. "I think that would be a conflict of interests. Besides, you'd get annoyed by me eventually." Most characters belong to JK Rowling! Some original characters!

"I know you're skirting around the subject again, Draco, so you might as well just say what you want to say." He looked up at me then, a barely readable expression on his face. My chest tightened slightly as he just watched me, his eyes tracing over my face. After a few silent minutes, he finally straightened up in his chair and tossed the Prophet into the chair next to him before looking back at me. "Weasley is an idiot." It's 2002, four years after Hermione graduated from Hogwarts. In the midst of planning her wedding to Ron, her life turns upside down by news that breaks her heart, and when a certain blond wizard shows back up in her life, she realizes that maybe what she planned for isn't what she truly wants. Characters do not belong to me, they belong to JK Rowling