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a/n: my first dramione fic !!! woo hoo,,, don’t attack me for shipping it, i just do... enjoy xx
pairing: draco malfoy x hermione granger
warnings: fLUFF
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Hermione had gone to the library for leisure reading. She wandered into a dimly lit isle, looking for New Theory of Numerology by Lukas Karuzos. Her eyes scanned over the shelves of books, spotting the dark brown material with gold detailing. She grabbed the book and found a seat near the grand windows.
Draco walked into the library, not looking for anything in particular. As always, Crabbe and Goyle were trailing after him. He told the two to find a table while he went off to look for Advanced Potion-Making by Lubatius Borage.
Compared to his friends, Draco quite enjoyed learning, more so Potions. His grades were spectacular and he was very intelligent although he made it seem like he didn’t care about school.
Draco found the book in no time, seeing he would look for that book for majority of the time when he was at the library. He decided to take a longer route back to his table, not wanting to have to deal with Crabbe and Goyle.
The two morons weren’t like Draco, knowledge wise. Their grades were below average, and even Draco believed that the two were going backwards instead of forward. He didn’t care much, though, they were only like henchmen to him.
As he strolled through the library, he saw the silhouette of a female with messy curls sitting alone near the windows. He recognized who it was immediately. Her hair was a big give away.
Draco didn’t know how, but he was suddenly standing in front of her.
“Granger,” he acknowledged.
She jumped in surprise, looking up to see the blonde, “Malfoy.”
“Mind if I sit here?” His arm rested on the chair across of her and she looked at him with questioning eyes.
Her brown eyes sparkled in the light as she looked at him. His eyes were an enchanting silver, but cold and sad.
Breaking her gaze, she looked around the library, expecting for something to come out at her, and simply stated, “It’s no going to work.”
“What’s going to work?” His eyebrows furrowed.
“Whatever your plan is,” she looked around and loudly said, “you can come out now. I know you’re there.”
Nobody came out. She only received glares and shushes from other students.
“I don’t have a plan, Granger. I’m just asking for a seat,” Draco looked at her as if she were mental.
Still wary, she let him sit, but she constantly looked around her, staying alert the entire time.
“Why are you sitting with me?”
“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I’d like to sit with someone with at least a smidge of intelligence, and frankly, Crabbe and Goyle don’t fit the requirements,” he said, watching her hair messily swaying as her head turned.
Finally, she looked at him, “So you really don’t have a plan to mess my teeth up again?”
The image of her front two teeth growing to an abnormal length appeared in his thoughts and he chuckled slightly before replying, “No. Although, it was pretty funny.”
“Says the boy who became a ferret,” she snapped.
He grimaced at thought. Being dropped from such a height multiple times hurt his normal body as much as it did to his smaller one.
Hermione noticed his reaction and immediately apologized, even though he deserved it.
They sat in silence for a while, reading their books. They enjoyed the warmth coming from the other. Hermione had tied her hair into a messy ponytail, keeping the bushy locks out of her face. Draco noticed the change and admired her features, but quickly looked away shunning himself for doing so.
Once they finished their books, which didn’t take a much time, they awkwardly sat there, still not talking, but acknowledging the others presence. Draco was the first to start a conversation. They talked to each other, teasing each other occasionally. They learned more about the other person and started to warm up to them.
“As much as I’d like to keep talking to you,” Draco stood from his seat, “we’ve should get back to our dormitories.”
Neither of them had noticed they’d been talking for hours. The sun had already set and the library had already been emptied of students.
“Yeah,” she stood and grabbed her bag, “we should.”
“Would you like some company in putting your book back?” Draco offered, putting an arm out for her to grab.
She giggled, wrapping her arm around his, “What a gentleman.”
They took their time to get to the isles and place their books back. They didn’t want this to end.
“Hermione?” Her eyes fluttered up to his liquid silver orbs, “would you want to do this another time? Like meet up here and just talk?”
“I would love to, Draco,” his eyes light up and, to her surprise, he pulled her into a tight hug.
In the moments they were in each others arms, everything around them seemed to have disappeared and time stopped. She fit perfectly in between his arms. When they broke apart, they locked gazes, eyes filled with affection. They walked out of the library hand in hand and took one long glance at each other before parting their separate ways.
When Hermione turned the corner, she giggled, hugging herself. She could still feel the warmth from his body as his arms were wrapped around her.
When Draco turned the corner, he leaned against the cold walls, sighing loudly. Her scent lingered on him and he inhaled, savoring it. He felt his insides tickle with content.
Both of them fell asleep that night, feeling contempt. Their dreams filled of fantasies of them being together.
Chronos Historia by In_Dreams
Author’s Summary: Hermione and Draco stumble upon a mysterious portal and find themselves hurtled back through time a thousand years. Forced to team up to find a way home, they quickly realize that much of the history they believed to be fact, wasn't true after all. A founders era, time travel Dramione.
Words: 97,343
Chapters: 27
Completed: Yes
Characters:
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
Helena Ravenclaw
The Bloody Baron
Rowena Ravenclaw
Salazar Slytherin
Theodore Nott
Blaise Zabini
Additional Tags:
Hogwarts Founders Era
Romance
Time Travel
Magical History
Sexual Content
Explicit Language
Minor Violence
Minor Character Death
Dramione Compendium’s Notes:
~SPOILERS~
A very unique plot: Hermione is descended from Helena Ravenclaw and The Bloody Baron’s child. Rowena Ravenclaw constructed a time portal to bring Hermione (and Draco) back to 999 BC so that when they returned to their own time in 1999 BC they would be able to reunite Rowena with Helena’s ghost. I particularly love the dynamic between Draco and Hermione as Draco is trying to suss out whether Hermione is interested in him. Made me get the feels in a way I haven’t in a long time from a fic.
Aurelian by BittyBlueEyes
Author’s Summary: Two years after the war, a young stranger pays a visit to the burrow. His arrival alone is baffling, but the news he brings of an upcoming war turns the world upside down. Hermione's quiet, post-war life will never be the same.
Words: 270,577
Chapters: 43
Completed: Yes
Characters:
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Ginny Weasley
Blaise Zabini
Pansy Parkinson
George Weasley
Fred Weasley
Narcissa Malfoy
Bellatrix Lestrange
Katie Bell
Molly Weasley
Additional Tags:
Romance
Time Travel
Family
Magical History
Explicit Language
Death Eaters
Character Death
Dramione Compendium’s Notes:
~SPOILERS~
Hermione’s son, Aurelian is sent back to the year 2000 by Future Hermione to stop an impending war... a war that isn’t won by the Order and results in all but Ginny and Charlie dying.
Enlisting the help of Aurelian’s father (Draco, of course), Hermione and Harry watch Future Hermione’s memories and learn what happens in the future: a future they’re determined to change.
In attempting to stop a reincarnated Bellatrix gain momentum and more support through recruiting Death Eaters, Hermione and Draco bond and become parents to Aurelian.
This will always be one of my favourite Dramione fanfictions.
Bad Birthday by Scarlettcat
Author’s Summary: Hermione knew her 30th birthday was going to be bad. She just didn't know how bad.
Words: 29,739
Chapters: 8
Completed: Yes
Characters:
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
Ginny Weasley
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Cormac McLaggen
Luna Lovegood
George Weasley
Fred Weasley
Additional Tags:
Romance
Sexual Content
Post-Hogwarts
Birthday Party
Dramione Compendium’s Notes:
~SPOILERS~
Ginny is determined that Hermione isn’t going to die an old lonely spinster, so she throws her a 30th birthday party with eligible bachelors as the guest list.
Meanwhile, Hermione (who is working at the Ministry fighting for the rights of House Elves) has to put up with Draco Malfoy who has come into her office once a week for the past year to complain about his house elves (that he has freed and now pays).
On the night of the birthday party, Cormac McLaggen is the only guest who shows up and he really loves Hermione’s bunny slippers. This fic had me laughing out loud.
Eventually, Draco Malfoy turns up to the party...
A really well written, hilarious fic!
Love Boat by cleotheo
Author’s Summary: An invite to Blaise and Daphne's wedding means Draco will be in the same place as an obsessed Astoria. In a bid to keep Astoria at bay, Draco ropes his best friend, Hermione, into attending the wedding as his girlfriend. Will the charade turn into reality, or will the smitten couple refuse to acknowledge their real feelings for one another and remain just friends?
Words: 32,898
Chapters: 15
Completed: Yes
Characters:
Hermione Granger
Draco Malfoy
Ginny Weasley
Harry Potter
Blaise Zabini
Pansy Parkinson
Daphne Greengrass
Astoria Greengrass
Additional Tags:
Romance
Post-Hogwarts
Friendship
Fake/Pretend Relationship
Dramione Compendium’s Notes:
~SPOILERS~
Hermione and Draco have both left England (Hermione after her and Ron broke up and in an effort to become closer to her parents who are struggling to trust her post-memory charm, and Draco, who was trying to escape the stigma of his past with the Death Eaters) and are now living in Sydney, Australia as neighbours. They’re best friends, but they both secretly harbour feelings for each other.
I wasn’t a huge fan of the side pairings in this (Theo x Ginny and Harry x Pansy) but that’s obviously personal preference. I also found it a little far-fetched that Hermione wouldn’t have stayed in contact with at least Harry. To me, the moment where Draco and Hermione get together was somewhat anti-climatic.
The writing style isn’t my favourite: the focus is largely on descriptions of surroundings, small details that don’t really add anything to the story, and the characters lack depth and development in my opinion. It’s a cute story but it’s just not one of my favourites.
Hermione: Did you know that people who spend large amounts of time online tend to be more focused on themselves than on others?
Draco: *scoffs* I don’t need technology to be self-centered.
Incorrect HP Quote #12
Hermione: Is something burning?
Draco: Just my love for you.
Hermione: Draco, the toaster is on fire.
Incorrect HP Quote #12
Hermione: Is something burning?
Draco: Just my love for you.
Hermione: Draco, the toaster is on fire.
“Come on, Granger. Where’s your Gryffindor courage?” he said, his voice low, coming from the back of his throat so that it sounded husky.
“Have a drink with me. I’ll even call you Hermione.” - Manacled written by @senlinyu
Graphite pencil on 7” x 10” cardstock paper, geekycleary 2023
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Genre: Angst
Word Count: 1410
Summary: In the aftermath of the war, Draco Malfoy wrestles with a profound identity crisis, liberated from the weight of his family's expectations but adrift in a world without the darkness that once defined him. Desperate, he turns to the one person he thinks might understand, the one person who’d always seemed to have the answers.
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Without the looming shadow of his family’s expectations, he found himself in a profound identity crisis. Who was he without the pressure, without the darkness that had defined his life for so long?
Draco wandered through the halls of Malfoy Manor, a ghost in his own home. The once grand estate felt like a prison now, the silence echoing his inner turmoil. He’d tried to bury himself in books, in potions, in anything that could distract him from the gnawing emptiness inside.
But nothing worked.
Desperate, he turned to the one person he thought might understand, the one person who’d always seemed to have the answers.
Hermione Granger.
It had taken all his courage to send that owl. Hermione was busy with her work at the Ministry, tirelessly advocating for equality and justice.
She was everything he wasn’t—brave, strong, righteous. What right did he have to ask anything of her?
But he was drowning, and he needed help.
Hermione was surprised when she received Draco’s letter.
They hadn’t spoken much since the end of the war, their paths having diverged sharply. Still, she couldn’t ignore the plea in his words. Reluctantly, she agreed to meet him at a small café in Diagon Alley, away from prying eyes.
When she arrived, Draco was already there, looking pale and gaunt. His usual aristocratic composure was shattered, replaced by a haunted look in his eyes.
Hermione sat down across from him, unsure of what to say.
"Thank you for coming," Draco began, his voice barely above a whisper.
Hermione nodded, waiting for him to continue. She could sense the turmoil within him, and it unsettled her. Despite their history, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
" I don’t know who I am anymore," Draco confessed, staring into his cup of untouched tea. “Without my family’s influence, without the hatred that defined me for so long... I’m lost.”
Hermione’s heart ached at his admission. She knew the feeling all too well, the sense of being unmoored in a world that had changed so drastically.
She leaned forward, her expression softening.
"Draco, finding yourself takes time. It’s not something that happens overnight. You need to allow yourself to heal."
Draco clenched his fists, frustration bubbling to the surface. “But how? How do I move on from everything I’ve done? From the things I’ve seen?”
Hermione took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. “You start by forgiving yourself. And then, you make amends where you can. You can’t change the past, but you can shape your future.”
Her words, though well-meaning, struck a nerve. Draco’s temper flared.
"Forgive myself? You make it sound so easy! You don’t understand what it’s like to be me, to carry this guilt, this shame!"
Hermione’s eyes flashed with anger. “Don’t you dare tell me I don’t understand! I’ve spent years fighting for justice, for people like you to have a second chance. But you have to want it, Draco. You have to be willing to work for it!”
The tension between them crackled like lightning. Draco stood up abruptly, knocking over his chair. “I knew this was a mistake,” he spat, turning to leave.
Hermione was on her feet in an instant, grabbing his arm. “No, you don’t get to walk away! Not this time!” Her grip was firm, and for a moment, Draco saw a flicker of something in her eyes—compassion, understanding, maybe even a hint of her own pain.
Draco pulled away, his expression a mix of anger and desperation. “What do you want from me, Granger? I’m trying, but it’s not enough!”
“Then try harder!” Hermione shot back, her voice rising. “You can’t just give up because it’s difficult. We all have our demons, Draco. You’re not the only one suffering.”
Something in her words broke through his defences. Draco’s shoulders slumped, the fight draining out of him. “I don’t know how,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “I don’t know how to be better.”
Hermione’s expression softened again, and she reached out, taking his hand in hers. “Then let me help you. We can figure it out together.”
Draco looked at her, the anger fading from his eyes, replaced by a glimmer of hope. He nodded slowly, the weight of his struggles momentarily lifting.
"Okay,” he said quietly. “Together.”
Later that evening as a rainstorm waged outside, Draco found himself restless. He paced the quiet halls of Malfoy Manor, his mind swirling with thoughts of his conversation with Hermione. Her words echoed in his ears, challenging him to confront his past and strive for a better future.
As Draco paced the grand halls of Malfoy Manor, the rain intensified outside, drumming against the windows like a persistent reminder of his inner turmoil. He couldn't shake the weight of his conversation with Hermione earlier that day.
Her words had pierced through his defences, stirring emotions he had long buried beneath the facade of Malfoy pride.
With each step, he felt the walls of his ancestral home closing in on him. He needed air, space—anything to escape the suffocating silence that echoed his uncertainty.
Without a plan, he found himself drawn to the large oak doors leading to the garden. Pushing them open, he stepped into the cool night air, the scent of rain and earth mingling around him.
Lost in thought, Draco almost didn't notice the figure standing at the edge of the garden, her silhouette illuminated by flashes of lightning.
Hermione stood there, her hair dampened by the rain, staring out into the darkness with a contemplative expression.
Their eyes met across the distance, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Draco hesitated, unsure whether to approach her. But as another crack of thunder echoed through the sky, Hermione turned towards him, her gaze searching his face.
"Draco," she called out softly, her voice barely audible over the storm.
He took a hesitant step forward, his heart pounding with a mix of apprehension and longing.
"Hermione," he replied, his voice carrying a rare vulnerability.
She didn’t respond with words. Instead, she closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to his in a desperate kiss. Draco responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her against him.
The kiss was a release of all the pent-up emotions, the pain, the longing, the unspoken desire. It was rough, urgent, filled with years of suppressed feelings. Hermione’s hands tangled in his hair, while Draco’s grip on her waist tightened, anchoring himself to her.
She gasped into his mouth as he trailed fiery kisses down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. Her back arched, pressing her body against his, feeling the heat radiating off him. His hands roamed over her wet clothes, sliding under her shirt to feel the warmth of her skin.
"Draco,” she breathed, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain. “We shouldn’t...”
"Stop me,” he whispered back, his breath hot against her ear. “If you don’t want this, stop me now.”
But she couldn’t. She didn’t want to. Instead, she pulled him closer, her nails scraping lightly across his back as she kissed him with a renewed intensity. His hands slipped under her shirt, pushing it up, his fingers skimming over her bare skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
Hermione’s head fell back, her eyes fluttering shut as Draco’s lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear. She could feel his heart pounding against her chest, matching the frantic rhythm of her own. His hands were everywhere—her waist, her back, sliding down to grip her thigh and lift her leg around his waist.
"Gods, Hermione,” Draco groaned, his voice raw with desire. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
She let out a small sigh, hoping he couldn't hear it against the thunder-rain as his lips moved to her neck, sucking and nibbling on her sensitive skin.
Hermione's voice was a rough whisper as she pressed her forehead against hers. “Draco, I...”
Before she could finish, a loud clap of thunder echoed through the alley, startling them both. They jumped apart, their hearts racing with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.
"I... I should go," Draco stammered, his cheeks flushed.
Hermione nodded silently, unable to meet his eyes. Without another word, Draco turned and hurried away into the rain, leaving her standing alone in downpour, as the darkness slowly consumed her, the taste of his kiss still lingering on her lips.
The Letters associated with The Philanderer on A03 https://archiveofourown.org/works/48303025/chapters/121821625
Hey, I've just added Chapter 17 of my WIP The Summer After. It's a dramione post-war, pre eighth year slow burn 🔥- where Draco has to spend the summer with Hermione and her parents. (It's all written and ready ready to go). I post every week. Only 4 chapters to go! 😊
