A few favorite Dramione horrors... read at your peril!
Blood Runs Stale by witchsoup
Sacred Twenty-Eight blood is dying out, but the Malfoys never fail to produce an heir.
Art: A Dream Visits Us Every Night, Alfred Kubin, c. 1902-03
The Doll's House by phatonym [18k]
Helen is on her way to university when her car breaks down in the middle of a rainstorm. She goes to closest house asking for help, and a strange, reclusive man named Draco Malfoy answers. He brings her inside, generously giving her a change of clothes and food to eat. She’s almost perfect, he tells her when she wakes up in his basement. He only needs to change her a little bit and she'll be almost exactly like Hermione Granger.
Helen is on her way to university when her car breaks down in the middle of a rainstorm. She goes to closest house asking for help, and a strange, reclusive man named Draco Malfoy answers. He brings her inside, generously giving her a change of clothes and food to eat. She’s almost perfect, he tells her when she wakes up in his basement. He only needs to change her a little bit and she'll be almost exactly like Hermione Granger.
Art: Nature morte à la mésange, aux souris, aux noix, aux insectes et au vase de jasmins, Jean-Baptiste Oudry, c. 1712-13 [detail]
Inside by onebedtorulethemall [7.5k]
Something is wrong with Draco Malfoy.
Art: Illustration from The West Wing, Edward Gorey, 1963
Mobius by hieronymousbox [22k]
Hermione wakes up in a strange cottage with no way beyond the hedge. She’s having trouble remembering how she got here.
Art: The Hunt in the Forest, Paolo Uccello, c. 1470 [detail]
Hysteria by lady_of_clunn [43k]
Wizarding medical care is not always the route of choice.
Art: The Birth Scene, Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux, 1870
Epilimnion by witchsoup [8k]
The tournament was supposed to be safe. Dumbledore was a personal friend of the chieftain, spoke Mermish, commanded the waters of the Black Lake and the movements of the Giant Squid. There was nothing to be afraid of, until the others (the Delacour girl, the Ravenclaw chaser, fucking Weasley) surfaced at the end of the hour. And Granger did not.
Art: The Mermaid, Pietro Persicalli, 1915