Dracomione Stories

It was a societal rule that asking what potions a woman had was extremely rude, and regardless, Draco didn't need to ask. He fucking knew what she was hiding. "I'll come with you, then. We'll make it back in time; where is it?" Hermione paused, her voice nearly faltering. "I... Knockturn Alley." Draco nodded. "Alright, let's go then." // When Hermione and Draco get assigned to blow an operation on the distribution of dark objects on the east coast of England, little did they know they'd uncover each other's secrets in the process.

I open the my letter. I close my eyes then open one of them slowly. All the blood drains from my face. I bolt up out of my seat and he does the same. "I refuse!" We both shout at Minister Shacklebolt. Shacklebolt raises an eyebrow. "Would you rather have your magic removed?" Shacklebolt asks. He and I reluctantly shake our heads and turn to each other. "Granger." He growls. "Malfoy." I snarl back.

You know Nico? Son of Hades? Well... This is a story about the DAUGHTER of Hades, Nicole Di Angelo! What if Nico and Bianca's genders were switched? What is Nico was now an annoying little sister? What if Bianca was a responsible older brother? This is a story if Nicole was forced to go to Hogwarts. A school full of stupid mortals with magic sticks. Her father said he had to reap a soul, but Nicole never realized how much more complicated it was. What if Nicole knows this soul? What if she can't do it? What if the Golden trio won't accept her? What if no one will? But she can't fail. Zeus knows what The Lord of the Dead would to her. Read to find out what happens. This takes place a couple months after the giant war. Btw Solangelo is in this story- you know Di Angelo can't go any where without her persistent ray of sunshine on her tail. Disclaimer: As much as I would love to, I DO NOT own Nico or anyone else in the RiordanVerse that honor goes to Rick Riordan. I also do not own anyone in the Wizarding World that honor goes to J.K. Rowling.