Dramione two part oneshot. Draco struggles to reciprocate her love when he doesn't understand love itself. But once he does, he knows it's all too late. Inspired by 'Water Fountain' by Alec Benjamin. I highly recommend you listening to the music while reading this. Thankyou so much for reading and enjoy! Also a heads up, there is suicide mentioned in this story so please be cautious. Also found on ao3 @/B_snowdrop -- Obvs JK owns the HP world and characters Please do not copy and repost this onto this or another platform such as ao3 or FanFiction.Net. #2 unhappiness 31/07 #4 emotional hurt 31/07

Granger, Granger, Granger, Granger. In an unending echo of utter embarrassment. The presentation parameters were between five and ten minutes. Draco's clocked in at seven minutes and twenty-four seconds. It would have been less mortifying for him to lay on the floor for that amount of time and make dying whale noises.

Another eighth year fic where they get kinda drunk and shit happens. This is really just a fantasy that I've been thinking about for a while and is a long exposition about Draco eating Hermione out in front of everyone

She can see the ocean, she can see the glittering sun rays as it shines over the deep blue water and gives it a golden hue that for once she hates. She can hear the waves as they pulse upon the shore in a steady rhythmic beat. The waves come in as the dancing hem of a long and flowing gown and she can hear them crashing on top of each other. She can feel the water as it hits her ankles every five seconds, can feel the cold of the water that after so much time, feels like the fire of the sun. She can smell the fresh and chilly odor of the ocean and she relishes in the strange raw smell that hits her nostrils and invades her nose each time she inhales. She wonders if wanting to taste the ocean is selfish...and she wonders if she even cares that it's selfish. (Dramione one shot)

Published in 1862 by Lady Apollonia Nott, Courting Customs Most Sacred is the comprehensive text for any pureblood family seeking to arrange suitable matches for their children. It's also patently ridiculous and not at all appropriate for the modern era of dating. It is certainly not how one should woo Hermione Granger, at any rate.

The adverse effects of unknowingly imbibing Babbling Beverage while intoxicated include the urge to chatter incessantly, dizziness, short-term memory loss, and spilling your secrets to a fake version of Draco Malfoy.

[Dramione - based on 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift] She was jealous of the way the sun kissed the horizon every evening, just because it could. All she ever wanted was him, but they couldn't be together. Would he break the rules for her?

It began as a way for Hermione to remember her parents, to honour a part of her childhood. But now every Christmas season, Draco Malfoy finds a way into her holiday tradition of attending a performance of The Nutcracker. Written for D/Hr Advent 2020.

Hermione hadn't meant for this to become the focus of her evening. She had plenty of other, more professional, more productive things toward which she should direct her focus. Glasses. And an open collar. No, not those things. Hermione sipped her drink and tried to set her mind to rights. She needed to plan her conversations with donors tonight. She needed to concentrate on networking and pitching her latest ideas. She needed to stop ogling Draco Malfoy. For mightbewriting's birthday.

| 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'