𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀, ❝𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲; 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁.❞ ❝𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲.❞ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆, 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻, ❝𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻, 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿.❞ 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿-𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

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He was like a gravitational addiction, absorbing me in wanting supplemental endless amounts of his touch. He knew my body and my desires better than I ever could have imagined. He was an aphrodisiac taking over my entire existence. Our lust was out of control. And he wasn't even my husband... Smut from cover to cover... you've been warned 😜😘 All characters and rights belong to JK Rowling. My FABULOUS cover was created by the one and only InsufferableKnowItAl! Love you darling!! 😘😘

Hermione caught Ron cheating on her. She left in a hurry, accidentally stumbling upon a club. Attempting to relieve the sadness and the pain, she sits down at the bar and drinks. When a somehow familiar man sat next to her, she might've done more than planned. --- Completed! #1 in HogwartsSchoolOfWitchcraftAndWizardry Edited *

I glared at the lifeless body of Weasel, "Back off Weasel, she's mine." --- Takes place after the war. Everyone in Hogwarts (Students, teachers, etc.) are still alive. Top rank #13 Thank you! This story is completely Edited.

{COMPLETED} Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy have kept a big secret. Their relationship. The two have been secretly meeting since Hermione had found him crying as he sat on the ledge of the Astronomy tower one night. But when Draco runs away from the battle and from Hermione, Hermione is crushed. In eighth year, they both return, but things may never truly be the same ever again.

Hermione Granger is used to surprises, but she was never expecting for Draco Malfoy to show up at her front door....never in a million years. And she most certainly never would have expected that she actually didn't mind. She was falling....falling for Draco Malfoy.

Breathing out, Hermione took his hand and said, "Valet in lucem." Draco wrinkled his nose, looking up at her confused. "Was that an insult?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "No Draco, it's an old saying in Latin." "Well I don't speak Latin 'Mione." She huffed. "I said, Light Prevails Malfoy, because it always does." Hermione thought he might try to argue with her again, make her red in the face with anger but Draco paused when he opened his mouth. She waited in anticipation. His features seemed to soften a little as he stared at the ground. When his eyes came back up to meet her, she thought she might get lost in his gaze. "Light prevails." Leaning in slowly, Draco kissed her on the lips and Hermionie pulled him in. -x- Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger are far from friends, they're barely even acquaintances and if the two of them had their way, they would not be spending their final year at Hogwarts as Head Boy and Head Girl together. But as fate would have it, or rather McGonagoll, they are the top picks to keep the students at Hogwarts in check and out of harms way. Though the two of them might have something to say about that. Regardless, both Draco and Hermione accept their positions and try to move on from their old rivalry, close old wounds, and try to form some sort of friendship. But sometimes the past can't stay buried and old grudges die hard and despite not having to defeat a Dark Lord, their seventh year at Hogwarts may prove to be the hardest one yet. Dramione Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfic *Updates Every Tuesday AND Thursday* Highest Ranking: #59 in Dramione #93 in Dramione Fanfiction

//// Sequel to The Charm of a Riddle//// Hermione Granger is back to Hogwarts, after risking literally everything and traveling back in time with Draco Malfoy in order to be with her one true love....Tom Riddle. As they each grow closer, closer than simple flirtations as before....they begin to understand each other as they truly learn of the others life's. Hence is formed a relashionship that was once merely a far fetched fantasy. Witches and Wizards, I bring you- The Time Of A Granger