However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored.Available to Read on: Wattpad, ao3 under user: iimplicitt

    And while that disturbed Draco to no end, what really disgusted him most of all was the harrowing fact that someone or something had broken Hermione Granger’s spirit beyond recognition.

    She was woozy, her lids drooping heavily, even as a small part of her brain screamed at how wrong this was. A larger, louder part of her shoved the shame down in favor of baser instincts. Those instincts dampened and dissipated and the shame crowded in the further removed she was from the delicate, unmistakable scent wafting from the cauldron.

    Broken into months into weeks into days - into hours, minutes, seconds - into moments. Simple at one end, complex at the other. In Draco's experience, moments, even when simple had a habit of becoming irretrievable. Moments grew, stretched, multiplied into ages and eras that defined whole stretches of measurable time. Draco regretted several moments in his life, some within his control, some without: all of them irretrievable in nature. At a certain point, wedged between 'what-ifs' of his own devising, he'd stopped trying to keep track of those regrettable moments: now and then, pushing and pulling, coming and going, beginning and end. Moments were only moments for just as long. After that, he had no control.A Draco POV prequel to Wait and Hope.

    He's part-Veela and needs his mate to survive. Post-war, Hermione Granger is a workaholic, up to her eyeballs in legal activism on behalf of Magical Beings, and hasn't yet noticed that Malfoy is the Magical Being who needs her most.“Because I don’t want to be saved by you just because you feel like you have to.” He was properly furious now. “I’m in love with you."Hermione stared at him. She knew but somehow hearing him say it made the air shimmer with magic."I’m in love with you,” he said again, despairingly. “And that means I want you to be as happy as you possibly can. And you won’t be, not with me.”

    Draco & Hermione awaken in a Muggle hotel room, naked, hung-over and tattooed. They also happen to be married. Thus begin a desperate search for a solution to their sticky situation.Words: 225,164

    Read if you like cute nicknames, slow burn, and pining. Yep. That's it.

    Except a life. People are getting sick of her superior attitude, especially Draco Malfoy, who schemes to get her down, once and for all. And then there's the thing with The Bracelet... 7th year AR.Words: 303,727 complete

    Hermione hates Draco in the springtime, Hermione hates Draco in the fall, Hermione hates Draco 247.Words:65,887

    Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that's ever so cross.

    Because Draco Malfoy's been ruined by this war and he's as out of place as she is and — yes, he has scars too. He's got an even bigger one. She wonders whether one day they'll compare sizes.Fanfiction for Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling.

    

    AU GOF.

    He flees. She chases him into the Room of Requirement, and the room forces them to face their greatest fears together in order to find the door.Fandom: Harry PotterPairing: Draco Malfoy/Hermione GrangerWords: 111,887

    So, when his ex-wife plans to take his son away, Draco asks the most unlikely person for help. Hermione must decide whether changing her entire life is worth helping the man she hates unconditionally.Words: 137,051