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Through withered branches, she could see him standing in the middle of a clearing. His hand raised to the sky, shielding his eyes as he peered upwards. She followed his line of sight, and her jaw fell at the view above. The moon had yet to disappear; it was opposite the sun and still floating in the morning sky. For a moment, the two existed in the same plane.

Summary:

Once a soldier of war, Hermione Granger returns to a world she no longer trusts, tormented by the crippling fear of venturing beyond what feels safe. After losing her parents to their altered memories, the Ministry intervenes and assigns her a new guardian. However, her guardian also takes in another student.

Draco Malfoy, the wizard known for his talents in being vile and ruining her peace.

Hermione expects tension. She even prepares for battle. But from their first night under the same roof, it’s not his hostility that unsettles her… It’s the mystery behind his unexpected gentleness and the quiet, comforting way he treats her when no one else is watching.

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He Tastes Like You But Sweeter artwork by Thestral_Visions

“Leave, Hermione. I’m afraid of what will become of me if I continue to allow myself to be this close to you.” Draco’s eyes were already devoid of color but the red that clung to his lids made him look ghastly.

Complete, 10 Chapters, Read on Archive of Our Own.

Summary:

Draco Malfoy didn’t expect to fall in love with his former fiance, Astoria Greengrass. He also didn’t expect a prank to result in Theodore Nott’s relationship with Hermione Granger. As Draco is forced to watch his best friend and the Golden Girl fall in love, his jealousy morphs into an obsession with her and the two relationships become increasingly entangled as Hermione is drawn to him. Their romance is explored in the shadows where they all hide their filthy secrets.

Or, a dark love square where Drastoria and Theomione exist in the themes of infidelity and codependence.

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DOUBLE FANTASY, cover art by Talitasami

Granger pointed toward a cluster of stars. “The dragon in the sky. I suppose that’s you, Draco.” His eyes followed her graceful arm to the end of her index finger and into the midnight sky. The constellation was visible tonight; Draco burned bright. Just as the human Draco felt aflame, scorching with passion. He attentively listened to Granger say his name a handful of times while speaking about the constellation. If her words were the embers, his devotion was the eternal flame. “All I see are specks of silver in a sea of blue,” he lied. Draco gave her a reason to continue speaking. Granger began, “They’re not really silver. Eltanin, the brightest one, is a giant orange star. Rastaban glows yellow. Thuban is the faintest one. Its white glow has a blueish tint. Different colors.” “And so, gold turns to silver.” Draco had not been looking at he stars. His gaze was fixed on Granger. There was no forest capable of competing with the volume of her hair, the intricate layers of chesnut curls alive with her movements. Her eyes outshone any star he had ever seen when she recited her abundant wisdom. Her voice. Her mind. Her. Hermione.

11K words, Dramione, Dragon Keeper Draco, Explicit.

Read on Archive of Our Own.

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ellemisc

considering his future

morgan-magic

THE FIXER [read on ao3]

Excited to start posting my new WIP! The tags so far: - Morally Grey Hermione - Political Games - Touch-Starved Draco - Slow Burn

A snippet from Chapter 1:

They size each other up like enemies, eyes narrowing, mouths thinning. But the power in the room is catastrophically off-kilter. By this time next week, Hermione could hold the highest office in the British wizarding world, while Draco Malfoy was a child soldier for a horrid cause that so deeply instilled Hermione's passion to fight for everything fair and just. She is muggle-born. He is a blood purist, standing there with an Azkaban tattoo along his neck and a shoddily healed scar down his cheek. But the fact Malfoy is decked in black right down to his leather gloves and dragonhide boots while Hermione stands in her lingerie means that instead of powerful, she feels inadequate. Nothing to do with the dead man laid between them, of course.

[read on ao3]

inverted-typo

Sorry Malfoy you only get one hair style forever

arliedraws

i was drawing dadfoot stuff and it was fun fun funny and then i got emotional

avendell

Kaz and Inej

midnightbrushes

Forehead kisses!

morgan-magic

Artwork by the wonderfully talented talitasami for Our Souls in Time.

Now, alone in the shadows and away from the scrutiny, they shared a look laden with so much love that Hermione thought her chest might fracture. She closed her eyes to steal a moment. To save herself from the ache. But the way his fingers rested at the hinge of her jaw and his thumb tested a path for his tongue across her lips made the ache echo. Hermione parted her mouth for a gentle sigh as Malfoy’s mercury eyes studied her. She loved the way his cheekbones had burnished pink, and how he faintly dented his brow as he watched her—captivated, as if he was determined to make a memory. What was she saying? She loved all of him. “Kiss me,” she told him. His eyes briefly widened. Gaze intensified. “Are you sure?”

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allthingswhumpyandangsty

fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’