Blaise was an amusing man; she threw her head back in laughter when a voice of sultry steel cut through the moment. The voice drawled, "Mate, do you mind if I cut in?" Blaise smirked and stepped back, "Sure Drake, but up to the lady though." Her tongue darted out to moisture the dryness of her bottom lip. Draco eyed her with growing interest and offered his hand. Without a moment's hesitation, Hermione let out a small laugh and took it. "Fucking cock block," Hermione heard Blaise hiss as he moved past them, and Draco hid a laugh. She felt his fingertips dancing across her skin. She leaned into his touch. He boldly looked into her eyes, "Well...look at you, Granger." Hermione refused to back down, "I saw you looking Malfoy, are you intrigued or surprised by what you see?" Draco smirked, "Never surprised where you are concerned. You were always pretty but tonight you're stunning." Hermione cocked her head to the side and asked, "How is Astoria?" He let out a laugh, "Low blow, Granger, she is in Australia with her sister." Her eyes travelled up his corded neck and settled on his luscious lips, "Ah...that would explain your boldness?"

CURRENTLY EDITING CHAPTER LAYOUT A story of heartache, devotion and lost memories. "Not tonight, maybe tomorrow though." ___ "Who are you?" Draco asked cautiously as he watched the woman rinse her soapy hands under the lukewarm water. The woman didn't even spare him a glance over her shoulder when she scoffed slightly. Draco didn't know what to think, but he demanded to know what was going on. "You don't remember me?" The woman finally spoke, her hands reaching for the faucet as she dried them with a towel. She turned to look at the blonde boy, a curious glint in her soft, brown eyes. "Good. That makes my job so much easier." ___ Draco Malfoy, believed to be murdered during the war, finds himself awakening from a coma seven years later during which all his memories had vanished. Healer Hermione Granger, heartbroken from the betrayal weighted upon her forces herself to cast her own emotions aside, and former resentment for the blonde wizard, to help him search for his lost memories and return to full recovery. TRIGGER WARNINGS IN AUTHOR'S NOTE Healer Silverspoon, Healer Avery Scamander, Healer Pedro Whitmore, Healer Aaron Abbott, and the plot is very much my own, while the other characters belong to J.K Rowling Post War. Started: August 27th 2021 Completed: September 4th 2022 Rankings: #1 in dramione - 9/9/2022 #1 in draco - 2/3/2022 #1 in hermione - 27/1/2022 #1 in dracoxhermione - 27/1/2022 #1 in hermionegranger - 9/2/2022 #2 in dracomalfoy - 9/2/2022 #8 in lost memories - 11/9/2022 #118 in amnesia - 15/9/2021 #33 in healer - 11/9/2022 #75 in postwar - 9/2/2022

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?

❝If you're treated like a monster for long enough you eventually become one.❞ ╷〢╷〢╷ After her best friends head off to become Aurors instead of joining her for their final year at Hogwarts, Hermione Granger finds herself desperate for human connection and in a moment of weakness, she seeks comfort in the arms of her former enemy, Draco Malfoy. Meanwhile, Lucius betrays the werewolf community when he testifies against Fenrir, unexpectedly placing a target on his son's life when the pack decides to crown the last remaining heir to the Malfoy name as their leader. With the help of their friends, Hermione and Draco hope to save him from a life of pain and isolation, but are they fighting against fate? DISCLAIMER-i stopped working on this fic after all the bs with jkr. i do not support her, i am not one of those people who believe in separating the art from the artist. and unfortunately this all comes after i was revamping it. so this is finished and half finished in a sense. i'm so sorry for the disappointment but i can't even look at hp stuff anymore without thinking about her many issues. i have zero intentions of continuing edits/rewrites but am leaving it up for those who enjoyed the story. this was my second major writing project. it's where i grew and trained as an author. fanfiction is perfect for getting your bearings as a writer, give it a try! ╷〢╷〢╷ Copyright © 2020. Ashleigh Denise Argyle.

[Dramione] Hermione Granger cannot wait to start her first year at Hogwarts and, when she meets Draco Malfoy on the express train, she's even more certain that life is finally going her way. Unfortunately, Hermione's journey is only just beginning as she battles to fight prejudices, maintain relationships, stay alive and, most importantly, ensure she isn't expelled. Follow the highs and lows of Hermione and Draco's relationship as it develops from first year through to eighth. *RATED M for some smut in later chapters* Art by Nishikat_ on Instagram The title for this story comes from 'Slow Grenade' by Ellie Goulding ft. Lauv Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the related characters. The Harry Potter series is created by JK Rowling and owned by Warner Bros. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment only. I am not making any profit from this story. All rights of the original Harry Potter story belong to Warner Bros and JK Rowling.

He needed a shower. He needed a shower and a good wank. He needed a shower and a good wank over Granger's tits. He needed a cold shower and an obliviation spell. He didn't want the memory of Granger and that silk peach bra with those virginal white French knickers to be etched into his brain for all eternity. Even if she did look outstanding in them. What was the French word for 'French knickers', anyway? Les knickers? Granger's Les Knickers ... Oh, mon dieu! He was fucked. *** Draco loses a bet and to his utter bewilderment has to endure an hour in potions class looking at the Hogwarts girls in their underwear. Even Granger. I DON'T OWN THIS! IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

"Malfoy?" I repeated. "Kiss me." He said, suddenly. "Might as well start now." He looked at me expectantly, so full of desire, that I couldn't breathe for a moment. The emotion in Draco's eyes was something far different from the need I had grown used to seeing in Ron's eyes. Draco was looking at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered at that very moment, his eyes devouring me hungrily as if they couldn't believe that I was really in front of him. In spite of myself, I stepped further into his embrace, pressing a hand to his chest. His hand remained on my face, still but a whisper of a touch, as if afraid that if he pushed, this fragile moment would shatter beyond repair. I stared up at him, confused by his hesitation. These were just lessons, right? I was so used to kissing Ron that this was strange, what made it even stranger was that it was Malfoy I was going to kiss. His hand unconsciously drifted to my waist, and he pulled me closer gently, making it clear that this was my choice, and I could break the embrace if I wished. His face came closer to mine, slowly but steadily, and it stopped just centimeters from mine. He was so close now, that I could see a faint scar on his lower lip. If I just moved my head a bit... ••••• When Ron cheats on Hermione because she won't satisfy him sexually, Hermione makes a deal with Draco Malfoy that will change her life forever, for better ...or worse. ••••• Warning: Contains mature content such as bad language and sexual themes. Also, mentions of rape and triggering themes. Now in editing by SirenSong55 Highest rank: #1 in Dramione #50 in fanfiction #1 in romance Cover by @khmbrleya

[Complete] UNDER REVISION Draco Malfoy had always known that he was going to be an Alpha, like his father and his father's father. What he didn't know was that the day Hermione was tortured under his eyes something never seen before in the magical world happened: their magic created a bond. Being an omega was a rare privilege among young purebloods girls. The gene was disappearing even in the oldest and purest families. So how was it possible for that trait to show up in a muggleborn girl?

She didn't look up to see who was walking towards the work area. But the other person's footsteps stopped abruptly a few feet away from Hermione. "You!" An enemies to friends to idiots to lovers story.

Memories linked to a past that were never meant to be found. A past never meant to be relived. A love story, meant to stay six feet under. The story of Draco and Hermione that no one knew. Kept in secret, no one noticed. Until one day, Ginny discovers something interesting. Was their love meant to be relived? W A R N I N G All rights go to queen, J.K. Rowling. God bless for her brilliant mind.