[ COMPLETE] Granger corners him one last time, pulling that bloody envelope from her robes. He lets it fall into his open palm. "You know the rules, don't you?" "Only for when I'm at my lowest point," he says. "And after I open it, I go straight to you." Ten years later, and he's falling in love with her. (NOT MY STORY) you can find this story on AO3 @orphan_account

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

| A DRAMIONE ONE-SHOT | Hermione is a renound writer, though she remains nameless, as she craved to paved her own success in the wizarding world as her name alone could get her anything and everything since the victory of the wizarding war. Draco offers her stress relieve from her own head while trying to ease the writers block in the most intimate form. ☆ VERY MATURE THEMES PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION THIS IS A ONE-SHOT ☆ Start: Feb. 17, 20' Fin: Feb. 18, 20'

| A DRAMIONE ONE-SHOT | •Post isolation one shot, with slight elements from various DRAMIONE fanfictions such as -Menacled -The right thing to do -The Auction "I lost my way all the way to you and in you, I found my way back to me" -Atticus ☆If you enjoy, reading please vote and comment☆ Started~ Feb. 10 Fin~ Feb. 11 •VERY MATURE THEMES INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, PLEASE TAKE THAT INTO CONSIDERATION BEFORE READING•

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Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

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.