The Halloween Ball is fast approaching with Hermione at the helm. ... What a delightful time to suddenly learn of a centuries old secret sex-game club that is currently ran by a Blonde haired Slytherin. Oh, and it only happens once a year every October, when the winner takes all at the Halloween Ball ... The First Rule of Carnal Club: You do not talk about Carnal Club. I DON'T OWN THIS STORY. IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

Summary: What happens at Bond stays at Bond -Hermione Granger is asked out for drinks at Bond, an exclusive club that offers anything from dancing to so much more. When she, quite literally, falls into Draco Malfoy's lap, will she give in to her more primal urges? Rated M for a reason! Will be 4 parts. **WINNER: BEST SMUT 2017 Dramione Awards** Notes: Bond By MrBenzedrine Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and I won't make a profit from this story. Unless you count friendship/followers as profit. Dramione shipping Rated M for lemons and future lemons.

It's the twentieth anniversary since the Battle of Hogwarts and the end of the Second Wizarding War, and Hermione has received an invitation to attend a memorial service to mark the occasion. Hermione however isn't keen to reopen old wounds and plans an alternative trip instead. Her hopes for a peaceful, relaxing holiday are quickly dashed as she and Draco Malfoy cross paths again in the most unexpected place imaginable. Sparks (and balls) immediately fly between them. It may not be the peaceful holiday she had intended, but it was certainly going to be memorable.

The Order has fallen. Voldemort has taken over, slowly enslaving the Wizarding World to each and every command. In the aftermath of the war, Hermione Granger has been enlisted as the Dark Lord's right-hand woman after she'd lost all hope on ever avenging her fallen comrades. Her once brilliant mind, now only used as a weapon for destruction. In the years leading to the Order's failure, she'd struck a deal with the Devil himself in order to survive and save all her friends. But when all else fails and there is nothing left of the once bold, bright and beautiful Hermione, it's hard to come back once you've shook hands with the Devil. Slow burn Dramione. Illustrated by the talented @avendellart Word count: 82,109 Best ratings: 24 in #hpfanfic, 32 in #granger, 107 in #death, 63 in #war, 6 in #deathlyhallows Start date: 20.01.21

Six years after the war, Hermione has the picture perfect life. She's married to a loving husband, has the Ministry job she always wanted, and friends that are loyal to the end. So why does she have to glamour away the bruises on her face, as she reaches for her bottle of Muggle pills? No, her life is far from perfect. Draco has lived his life day-to-day for the last six years. After taking over the Malfoy estate from his estranged father and spending most of his time rebuilding the Malfoy name, he realizes he's missing something in his life. That's how he finds himself working alongside a certain Golden Girl, who seems to have lost her fire. Post war Dramione. *COMPLETE* Being translated into Brazilian Portuguese here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/300909032?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Bru4150&wp_originator=pJ6rw8NWhqXQ9FYK0%2BtsX%2F1KOT%2FqZ2X4gfyaFpc%2FheFNSLaYK1Y4uREQIef2af8FGUQcl8D%2BrmVZbDMUGUvUZaBOo6RqwQL26RqkR34m%2BjK8cTBpKJz4zhVHg%2FjC5Dbr

Draco Malfoy really hates Hermione Granger. Everything he gives two fucks about is entirely contingent on the decisions that she makes and she doesn't even know it. If he's not careful, she's going to fuck it up for the both of them and then they'll all wind up dead. He never thought his life would depend on having to get between her legs and into her head. _____________________________________________ "I should have known," he said, "It's always the good girls who like it rough. Do you like it rough, Granger? Be honest," he purred into her ear, his left hand rising to wrap itself around her throat as he continued to press his right hand up against her, "I really don't like liars." con•tin•gent: subject to chance; dependent on [all rights go to jkr yuck] [not appropriate for audiences under the age of 18]

ON HIATUS || 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄 || 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐖 +𝟏𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐦𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. ---- We aren't born into evil, but we're pushed past the checkpoint. Hermione Granger-Malfoy had unraveled at the touch of Draco Malfoy, and he loved her all the more for it. He couldn't help but love how wicked she could be, for the Golden Girl couldn't help but love the serpent that began to seep through the surface. He couldn't help, but love his beloved wife. [ cover by @acciobrekker ]

Five years into to the war, the Order is pulling ahead after ages of drastically losing. Draco Malfoy notices. He wants in. He offers himself as a double agent, but the Order requests more. They've created a new spell that binds two people's magical cores together in order to make a nearly unbeatable pair of duelists. Draco agrees to bind himself to the person most compatible with his magical core. Even if it is Hermione Granger.

Hermione Granger wanted to lose control. And Draco Malfoy wanted to take it. : Takes place in HBP. Enemies to Lovers. Dark, possessive, smutty, and everything you want it to be. ;)

Draco's eyes blazed with anger, "I fulfilled my promise. Theo made me swear to look after you and I did that." Hermione stood her ground, watching the enraged man curiously, her own anger reaching it's high. Closing the distance between them, he sneered accusingly, "I did it so well that you want to go fuck someone else." Bringing her hand across, Hermione slapped Draco with all her might. Even in the dimly lit room, her handprint was clearly visible on his pale face. He licked his bottom lip tasting blood. Her fire had returned. Draco firmly pulled Hermione against his body and kissed her, his lips moulding perfectly to hers. Forgive me Theo.....