Gorgeous - Disenchantedglow - M, one-shot - Everyone thinks Hermione Granger hates Draco Malfoy. She avoids him at all costs, and on the rare occasion she has to interact with him, she’s anything but pleasant. But a few too many drinks and an unexpected conversation threaten to expose the real reason behind her hostility.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger Rated T Summary:
The strain of a family secret revealed as a death bed confession can be detrimental to a relationship. Especially when that secret begins interfering with the well-being of a young man who wants nothing more than to make his wife feel loved and wanted.
FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12364430/1/Just-Another-Vice AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9663359
‘Hermione’s sweetly sensitive mouth opens in a gladdened sigh as
Draco’s attentions focus on her strawberry-pink lips. She rewards each delicate
kiss with one of her own, until their lips meet and hold with developing
hunger. The sound of their aroused breaths magnifies in the soundless chamber.
Draco is seriously considering hauling Hermione into his lap – damn
theconsequences – when the door bangs open with a rude thwack; he
and Hermione spring apart like a couple of guilty, amorous teenagers.
“Nott – you owe me fifty Galleons, suck-ah!” Blaise Zabini
crows gleefully. Draco briefly squinches his eyes closed, fighting the urge to
dash from the room before his powerful, creeping blush somehow stains his
platinum hair the colour of an adult flamingo.
Theo objects, “I never took that bet, Blaise – I simply pointed
out that if Draco wanted you to know, he’d have told you himself.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Blaise perches on the near end of the
solid table, rubbing his hands together showily. “Isn’t this interesting – eh,
Harry? I take it you’ve been privy to this clandestine romance for a while –
you don’t seem shocked by the development.”
“Shocked – no. Wishing I’d knocked before we entered – yes,” Harry
groans…’
Draco Malfoy needed a break. Desperate to cut loose away from the idiots at the Daily Prophet who liked to follow him with cameras, his best friend Theo ropes him and several work colleagues in for a night out in muggle London. Dramione.
“Granger,” a deep voice called out from down the hall. “I’m home.”
“In here,” she shouted back, hoping her voice didn’t sound too distressed.
Hermione wiped the small beads of sweat off her forehead with a towel, rushing to the oven to check on the cake.
Today was not special in any way. If anything, it was especially ordinary.
But Hermione had the day off and decided to surprise her husband with a homemade meal when he arrived home from work as a gesture of her love.
She hadn’t considered the time and effort it would take to make a three course meal all by herself.
His favourite meal was roast turkey and potatoes. The cake had been an addition she made at the last minute. It was the same cake they served at their wedding–vanilla, infused with strawberry purée, topped with creamy frosting. A touch of nostalgia.
At least, the turkey and potatoes were done. Now all she had to do was ice the cake.
“Everything all right?” Draco asked as she stepped out of the kitchen to greet him. He looked down at her with a smirk plastered on his face. “Or is this just normal Gryffindor behaviour?”
She gave him a playful scoff, but leaned up to kiss him before rushing off to begin icing the dessert.
“Sit down,” she said, waving her hand in the direction of the table. “I have a special treat for you.”
“Do you now?” he questioned with amusement. “I think I can already smell it.”
Hermione heard his footsteps retreating and she reentered the kitchen, grabbing the entrée and carrying it out to her husband.
“Here we have sliced roasted turkey with a side of baked potatoes,” she explained, emulating a muggle waitress. “I’ll be out with your dessert shortly.”
A smile tugged the corner of his lips as he tucked a napkin into his shirt.
“Thank you,” he replied. “This restaurant is truly living up to its impeccable reviews.”
She gave him a small smile before returning to the kitchen, deciding to use a dark green colour for the frosting. Her husband loved anything that reminded him of his Hogwarts house.
Unfortunately, Hermione was not as skilled as a muggle baker and the icing did not look as neat as some of the baking shows she watched as a child.
It wouldn’t hurt to use a bit of magic for touch-up purposes, she supposed.
Pulling out her wand, she gave it a light flick and the frosting transformed into a perfectly smooth covering for the cake. Perfect.
She picked it up gently and carefully carried it out to the table. Draco, being a fast eater, had almost devoured his entire main course already.
“Hungry, are we?” she teased, setting the cake down.
He glanced up, shooting her a faux look of annoyance.
“I’m offended, Granger,” he said sarcastically. “I eat at a normal pace for an adult male, I’ll have you know.”
“I’m sure,” she laughed, sitting down across from him. “Anyway, when you’re finished with that, I made a cake too.”
“Is the multi-talented Hermione Granger adding baking to her repertoire too?” he asked, raising his eyebrow.
“Not quite,” she replied impassively, though she beamed internally when she realised his comment had been a compliment in disguise.
Draco sliced it with his wand and levitated it onto his plate. “First you make me a delicious meal and then you top it off with a cake too. If I weren’t mistaken, I’d think you were flirting with me.”
“Maybe I am,” she smiled.
“So you’re saying you have a crush on me?”
“Please, Draco,” she laughed. “We’ve been married for five years.”
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I started a new Dramione, even though I know I should be doing ‘proper’ writing, but fuck it. Low-key Cinderella vibes, but hopefully with a buttload of snarking and eventually angst.
The last chapter is up! It’s finally finished! I hope you guys like it, or barring that, don’t hate it with a purple passion.
Thanks to all the readers who followed along with me in having finally finished a multichapter. I couldn’t have done it without your lovely, lovely comments, and of course, my alphabetas. 💗
The figure that stepped through the doorway after Fleur sent a lightning flash of fear through Draco’s heart. For a moment he thought it was his aunt, come to collect him, or wake him from the weirdest dream he’d ever had. As she walked further into the room, wholly into the light, he saw that it was his aunt, just not Bellatrix.
“Hello, Draco,” she greeted, shutting the door behind her.
Hi there. I hope you have had a good weekend. My ask is pretty vague, so I’m sorry. I’m looking for a fic where hermione and draco are in hogwarts (after the war, maybe head boy and head girl??) and Dumbledore put the Philosophers stone in their common room? I think it was on top of a wardrobe? I can’t remember if he asks them to look after it or not. But I know they find it. Thanks, love you guys x
I’m looking for a Dramione story where Hermione is dark and at the end, Harry’s magic gets taken away and he gets sent to the muggle world. There is also a sequel where Tonks tries to get harry back to over throw the dark side
Ugh!!! I cannot remember where a read this fic but maybe yall can help? Once upon a time Hermione goes to Malfoy Manor after the war something to with her work(?)Draco is there. At some point a death eater stumbles upon them and tries to attack Hermione. Pretty sure Draco kills the death eater and is all upset that Hermione will see him as a murderer. She doesn't though, so the live happily ever after. Any idea what fic this is an where to find it? Please and thank you.
Little Secrets - shewritesall - T, WIP - Draco and Harry never had a petty rivalry in Hogwarts. Instead of being repulsed by Hermione as Harry’s best friend, he’s intrigued by the smartest girl in their class. Now it’s 7th year and while their friendship may have been a little tough before, it’s near impossible now as they find themselves on different sides of the war. Unfortunately for both of them, that doesn’t seem to affect their growing feeling for each other. When they end up as Head Boy and Head Girl, they’re not sure if that makes things better or worse. Probably both if they’re honest. Updates on Sundays and Wednesdays
Minister Granger - emotionalsupporthufflepuff - E, WIP - Hermione had everything she wanted, career-wise. Of course like all good things, a wizard threatened to ruin it all.
Her jaw was taut, her breaths coming out of her nose in long, angry streams. She moved back slightly and he cast his eyes at the floor, awaiting the fall of the sword that would cut her loose. It had been nothing short of moronic to assume any other outcome than this had ever been plausible.
A sudden, hot pain seared across his cheek, rippling up to his temple and down his neck. Snapping his head up, he barely had time to register Granger’s hand, poised to strike, before it connected with his skin again. This time, he didn’t pull his head back. He let himself be moved by her force and stayed where she led him. His cheek surely wore an unflattering shade of red in the shape of her small palm and delicate fingers. To date, however, it was the only brand he would wear without wishing he could melt off the affected skin.
He nodded to the carpet. “I suppose I deserved that.”
She released a stuttered breath, followed by a few lonely drops that landed near her feet. One dampened her shoe. His lids clenched shut, but it did nothing to stifle the silent suffocation of her sorrow.
Malfoy glanced derisively down at the papers in his hand and turned his wrist to show her an extensively annotated and highlighted copy of her answer. There was a large section that had been slashed through with a red pen. “This whole section here, it completely leaves out Bourne’s commentary. Are you trying to sabotage the entire class by sending everyone shit answers?”
Hermione’s chest tightened and heat rose on her cheeks.
Malfoy stepped closer, and he leaned over her, smirking.
“Is that your plan then?” He quirked a pale eyebrow. “Think you’ll be the one to get Snape’s coveted A+ on your paper if you get the rest of the class to fail the final?”
LOVING IN TRUTH | A DRAMIONE NOVEL, AVAILABLE ON AO3
chapter two has been posted!!
chapter excerpt:
He left the tea room behind, making his way down the empty halls as fast as he could.
“Is that your official opinion? That he should be in jail?”
“Yes.”
Draco couldn’t let go of the look on her face. She hadn’t looked away from him as she said it, the three letters flying out of her mouth like darts. Hermione Granger had always looked at him with a certain amount of disgust, but not with that kind of conviction. There was no doubt in her mind that he was evil, that he was a criminal. And he hated that he cared.
Soren looked at the Otter Patronus as it sat on her desk, giving her the spell she’d agreed to deconstruct. She turned to look at her lovers, saddened by the way they gripped one another in sleep. Tomorrow they would leave her, her children would go be with the Weasley Matriarch. If she could help the others stop the same fate she would do anything they needed.
Draco’s Patronus faded and Soren stood, heading to look in on her children, not bothering to wipe the unchecked tears sliding down her cheeks. At least they wouldn’t be separated. That was all that mattered to her. She knew she needed time to deconstruct the spell and it was the perfect distraction from watching her life crumble down around her. She waved her wand, casting her dove Patronus.
“Bottle your emotions. It’s the easiest way to fight against the artificial bonds,” she warned, “I used to deconstruct and reconstruct relationships for my father. They’re better lasting than an Imperius. But, being able to recollect your emotions quickly will help.”
She sent it on its way, knowing it would find Draco.
“Why are you out of bed?” Fred asked, his voice rough with sleep.
She turned away from her sons to look back at him. She caressed his cheek and sighed.
“Tomorrow they’ll be gone. You’ll be gone. And no one will care,” she whispered, “I just wanted to look at them one last time.”
Can you suggest something similar to Rising Phoenix by cleotheo wherein Hermione is setting up a business of some sort? Hopefully with a cute, supportive Draco :))
Can someone provide a synopsis for ‘The Ginger Malfoy’? I hear good things but could never take the plunge to read it bc the title sounds weird. I do wanna give it a chance tho, just need more info about it than the summary provides. Thank you!
Answer:
Basically, Draco is released from Azkaban, sees child, believes it is his, except the child has red hair, and Hermione eludes that one of the Weasleys is his father, but Draco is adamant that the child is his, but he is having doubts. But he is still in love with Hermione and tries to woo her and get on the child’s good side.
Personally, I enjoyed it, but there are moments where I got mad at Draco because of his cockiness. Give it a read!
do you know any fanfics where hermione and draco find out they are pregnant based on a family tree?
Answer:
An Apple Tree - Charlie9646 - M, one-shot - Hermione knew long before she married Draco Malfoy his family wouldn’t be easy to deal with. As the birth of her first child approaches she must spend time at the manor, that means trips to the gardens with Narcissa, learning about the family she married into, and dealing with Lucius who still is not pleased with a muggleborn for a daughter in law.
Hi there. I was wondering if there's a fic where Draco is turned into a woman (either through magical accident or otherwise) , doesn't have to based at Hogwarts , can be post Hogwarts. Either established relationship or not. And Hermione has to help him through it? Thank you :)
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