"'Are you sure you can manage it, Granger?'" ----- Hermione has, once again, gotten caught for being out after hours. Dumbledore and McGonagall agree that the best punishment for her... is to work for the slytherin quidditch team. how will she survive? ----- dramione *sexual content and slight sexual assault/harassment*

Malfoy's handsome face was contoured into a condescending smirk. "No faith in that giant brain of yours, Granger?" She looked up at him defiantly. "Maybe I don't have any faith in you!" she said, raising her voice. Malfoy only looked at her. You'll find I'm very surprising. Dramione AU, canon divergence, year 6 with a slow burn and a killer twist. Book I of "This World or Any Other" Series. COMPLETE. [Cross-posting of all stories currently in progress from FFN and AO3.]

A story per night to save her life. Dramione, dystopian post-war AU. HEA. COMPLETE. [Cross-posting of all stories currently in progress from FFN and AO3.]

Harry Potter has been killed and Lord Voldemort now reigns. As the Second Wizarding War ends, the Dark Lord enacts a repopulation effort for the production of Death Eater children. Draco Malfoy has climbed up the ladder to become the Dark Lord's right hand - the High Reeve - and is sent a slave to be the surrogate for the promised Malfoy Heir. This is a dark work and readers discretion is advised. This book is inspired and written along side Manacled by SenLinYu with her permission and open book policy.

[DRAMIONE] Post-war fic. Voldemort is dead. 8th year. The war is over but even a year later, lingering scars make it hard to forget. Hermione battles with the demons in her head and makes the terrible discovery that her scars were poisoned by Bellatrix Lestrange's dagger the day she was tortured. After Voldemort's death triggers an irreversible process, Hermione must find a way to rid her arm of the dark magic before it's too late. Afraid of the burden she'd pose on her friends, she isolates herself from everyone. Except him. ~ Draco Malfoy had always been cold and heartless. Hermione Granger was always so stubborn and put together. But war changes even the best and worst of us. After two worlds collide, things finally start to make sense again but will the old wounds ever fully be healed? All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Please do not republish or copy. Thank you!

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

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.