The war grinds on, and Hermione Granger, lead intelligence for the Order of the Pheonix, is captured. Unable to crack her through interrogation without risking her mind, Voldemort conceives a cruel method of breaking her that involves a reluctant Draco Malfoy. "He stared at her in disgust. She looked-broken. The fire she'd still had when she was dragged in was now extinguished. Her eyes were locked on his face like she was memorizing him. "Stop staring at me." He snarled. "You stupid bint. You're supposed to be so clever. They can't break you with torture but a fucking potion reduces you to a sniveling traitor."

"Tall? That's what you think I should notice about Malfoy? His height?" Ginny quirked an eyebrow and licked the tip of her quill suggestively. "Well, isn't that your thing? Lockhart. Krum. McLaggen. Ron. The only thing they have in common is being tall enough to give me a neck ache." Hermione felt her ears grow hot, and she gripped her book tighter. "I don't have a thing for tall men. Their height is-completely coincidental." Dramione Height Differences Minifest 2020. Cover art by Jaxx-art-box: https://instagram.com/jaxx_art_box

Draco Malfoy is dying. He's part-Veela and needs his mate to survive. Post-war, Hermione Granger is a workaholic, up to her eyeballs in legal activism on behalf of Magical Beings, and hasn't yet noticed that Malfoy is the Magical Being who needs her most.

Elithien and SenLinYu's collaborative collection of art-inspired Dramione stories.

Bex's epilogue to the dramione fanfic isolation. I did not write this full credit to her, thought the story should be finished.

Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts as Potions Master to find the ghost of Hermione Granger floating through the halls. Oneshot. Dramione

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 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?