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TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
December 8, 2025 at 11:26 PM
#dramione
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
TW: angst, death, blood
He was lying in the pool of blood. His face disfigured almost beyond recognition... Only if you knew what to look for, the patches of blond between the crimson strands.
Voldemort was not dealing with traitors.
Hermione found him in the rubble of Malfoy Manor.
December 2, 2025 at 6:31 PM
November 25, 2025 at 8:25 PM
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DHr drabble :)
It started with the occasional whisper in the halls where he felt words carried on the wind before settling into her bones. Though she learned to ignore what people said long ago, this time felt different. This time felt wrong.
"...caught her sneaking out of the common room..."
It started with the occasional whisper in the halls where he felt words carried on the wind before settling into her bones. Though she learned to ignore what people said long ago, this time felt different. This time felt wrong.
"...caught her sneaking out of the common room..."
November 25, 2025 at 3:08 PM
DHr drabble :)
It started with the occasional whisper in the halls where he felt words carried on the wind before settling into her bones. Though she learned to ignore what people said long ago, this time felt different. This time felt wrong.
"...caught her sneaking out of the common room..."
It started with the occasional whisper in the halls where he felt words carried on the wind before settling into her bones. Though she learned to ignore what people said long ago, this time felt different. This time felt wrong.
"...caught her sneaking out of the common room..."
November 20, 2025 at 4:01 PM
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✨ #dramione ✨
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
November 17, 2025 at 9:49 PM
✨ #dramione ✨
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
TW: angsty but hopeful ?
“I hate you, Granger.”
It stung. After all these years, it still stung.
Not because she wasn’t used to being his enemy — Merlin knew she had weathered far worse from him — but because they weren’t enemies anymore.
November 17, 2025 at 7:20 PM
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Draco hissed in pain.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰." Harry warned.
"I barely touched him! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 must've hurt his back in training."
"We didn't train. He had a meeting with-"
Hermione walked in to stares, except from Draco who hid in his tea.
"𝘖𝘩."
"Come back! You must tell me 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!" Theo called out after her.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰." Harry warned.
"I barely touched him! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 must've hurt his back in training."
"We didn't train. He had a meeting with-"
Hermione walked in to stares, except from Draco who hid in his tea.
"𝘖𝘩."
"Come back! You must tell me 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!" Theo called out after her.
November 12, 2025 at 10:48 AM
Draco hissed in pain.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰." Harry warned.
"I barely touched him! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 must've hurt his back in training."
"We didn't train. He had a meeting with-"
Hermione walked in to stares, except from Draco who hid in his tea.
"𝘖𝘩."
"Come back! You must tell me 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!" Theo called out after her.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰." Harry warned.
"I barely touched him! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 must've hurt his back in training."
"We didn't train. He had a meeting with-"
Hermione walked in to stares, except from Draco who hid in his tea.
"𝘖𝘩."
"Come back! You must tell me 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!" Theo called out after her.
November 6, 2025 at 5:00 PM
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October 29, 2025 at 4:13 PM
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#dramione ✨
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
October 28, 2025 at 10:51 PM
#dramione ✨
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
In his twenty-nine years of life, Draco Malfoy had never met anyone more stressful than Hermione Granger.
And that's despite having had a father obsessed with perfection, a Dark Lord as his boss and a colleague like Ronald Weasley,
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Dramione
Sometimes it’s loud, like the pounding in your ears after you learn something that you can never unlearn. It roars across your senses, all consuming, and you can’t see anything else.
Sometimes it’s loud, like the pounding in your ears after you learn something that you can never unlearn. It roars across your senses, all consuming, and you can’t see anything else.
October 27, 2025 at 8:36 PM
Dramione
Sometimes it’s loud, like the pounding in your ears after you learn something that you can never unlearn. It roars across your senses, all consuming, and you can’t see anything else.
Sometimes it’s loud, like the pounding in your ears after you learn something that you can never unlearn. It roars across your senses, all consuming, and you can’t see anything else.
October 27, 2025 at 5:06 PM
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October 19, 2025 at 7:27 PM
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Another Thursday, another tedious budget meeting. Draco's quill scratched mindlessly across parchment as Pemberton droned about quarterly projections. His attention drifted until Nott's voice cut through the monotony.
September 11, 2025 at 8:44 PM
Another Thursday, another tedious budget meeting. Draco's quill scratched mindlessly across parchment as Pemberton droned about quarterly projections. His attention drifted until Nott's voice cut through the monotony.
September 4, 2025 at 4:23 PM
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also on ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/70210236
Hermione was thankful for the sturdiness charms as her back slammed into the back of the bookcase. She only released her breath when the steps percussioned to the next wing, a soft questioning of her name in Ron’s tilted way.
“You’re hiding.”
Hermione was thankful for the sturdiness charms as her back slammed into the back of the bookcase. She only released her breath when the steps percussioned to the next wing, a soft questioning of her name in Ron’s tilted way.
“You’re hiding.”
September 2, 2025 at 1:27 AM
also on ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/70210236
Hermione was thankful for the sturdiness charms as her back slammed into the back of the bookcase. She only released her breath when the steps percussioned to the next wing, a soft questioning of her name in Ron’s tilted way.
“You’re hiding.”
Hermione was thankful for the sturdiness charms as her back slammed into the back of the bookcase. She only released her breath when the steps percussioned to the next wing, a soft questioning of her name in Ron’s tilted way.
“You’re hiding.”
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He stumbled out of her fireplace. Today's paper in hand.
He never stumbles.
"Will he make you the happiest witch in the world?"
"Draco."
"I just want to make sure you're happy."
"Draco, read that again."
"𝘖𝘩‐ I thought it said 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥."
"I told you to use protective masks in the lab."
He never stumbles.
"Will he make you the happiest witch in the world?"
"Draco."
"I just want to make sure you're happy."
"Draco, read that again."
"𝘖𝘩‐ I thought it said 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥."
"I told you to use protective masks in the lab."
August 30, 2025 at 6:36 AM
He stumbled out of her fireplace. Today's paper in hand.
He never stumbles.
"Will he make you the happiest witch in the world?"
"Draco."
"I just want to make sure you're happy."
"Draco, read that again."
"𝘖𝘩‐ I thought it said 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥."
"I told you to use protective masks in the lab."
He never stumbles.
"Will he make you the happiest witch in the world?"
"Draco."
"I just want to make sure you're happy."
"Draco, read that again."
"𝘖𝘩‐ I thought it said 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥."
"I told you to use protective masks in the lab."
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“Oh—Malfoy!” Hermione’s voice carried from inside the office, sharp and breathless.
Her secretary flinched, waved a quick silencing charm, and quickly ushered the visitor away. “I’m afraid you’ll have to return later. Minister Granger-Malfoy is otherwise… engaged.”
#dramione
Her secretary flinched, waved a quick silencing charm, and quickly ushered the visitor away. “I’m afraid you’ll have to return later. Minister Granger-Malfoy is otherwise… engaged.”
#dramione
August 30, 2025 at 4:56 AM
“Oh—Malfoy!” Hermione’s voice carried from inside the office, sharp and breathless.
Her secretary flinched, waved a quick silencing charm, and quickly ushered the visitor away. “I’m afraid you’ll have to return later. Minister Granger-Malfoy is otherwise… engaged.”
#dramione
Her secretary flinched, waved a quick silencing charm, and quickly ushered the visitor away. “I’m afraid you’ll have to return later. Minister Granger-Malfoy is otherwise… engaged.”
#dramione
August 29, 2025 at 3:04 PM
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She came down in time to catch Ron's rant.
"-But I hate this old rickety house! —Mione!" Ron exclaimed, "I'm sorry but I'm not staying. All that wailing and moaning at night— must be ghosts!"
"Right. 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴." Draco muttered.
Her cheeks burned when she caught him smirking at her behind his teacup.
"-But I hate this old rickety house! —Mione!" Ron exclaimed, "I'm sorry but I'm not staying. All that wailing and moaning at night— must be ghosts!"
"Right. 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴." Draco muttered.
Her cheeks burned when she caught him smirking at her behind his teacup.
August 24, 2025 at 6:37 PM
She came down in time to catch Ron's rant.
"-But I hate this old rickety house! —Mione!" Ron exclaimed, "I'm sorry but I'm not staying. All that wailing and moaning at night— must be ghosts!"
"Right. 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴." Draco muttered.
Her cheeks burned when she caught him smirking at her behind his teacup.
"-But I hate this old rickety house! —Mione!" Ron exclaimed, "I'm sorry but I'm not staying. All that wailing and moaning at night— must be ghosts!"
"Right. 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴." Draco muttered.
Her cheeks burned when she caught him smirking at her behind his teacup.
August 23, 2025 at 7:57 PM
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He found her by their bedroom mirror wearing his old jersey.
Only his jersey.
"My my, Minister, the mental images and memories I could use against you."
"I could say the same thing, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 Malfoy."
He laughed before turning them towards her reflection.
"Wow. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 my wife? Gods."
Only his jersey.
"My my, Minister, the mental images and memories I could use against you."
"I could say the same thing, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 Malfoy."
He laughed before turning them towards her reflection.
"Wow. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 my wife? Gods."
August 22, 2025 at 7:38 PM
He found her by their bedroom mirror wearing his old jersey.
Only his jersey.
"My my, Minister, the mental images and memories I could use against you."
"I could say the same thing, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 Malfoy."
He laughed before turning them towards her reflection.
"Wow. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 my wife? Gods."
Only his jersey.
"My my, Minister, the mental images and memories I could use against you."
"I could say the same thing, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 Malfoy."
He laughed before turning them towards her reflection.
"Wow. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 my wife? Gods."