Her mother had always warned her that curiosity killed the cat. - Hermione contemplates sleeping with a married Draco.

Hermione didn't want what was best for her. She wanted Draco. She needed him. - Hermione falls in love with a married Draco.

Harry sees right through her.

The heat that fills the air no longer drives Sara as crazy as it did before. (That or she's given into it, finding pleasure in the insanity.)

He has a tendency of chasing her no matter how much she runs.

The Flash may be the fastest man alive, but that doesn't mean the Canary can't give him the slip.

She's quickly learning that Felicity Smoak may be an exception to all of her rules.

She knows better than to think anything could ever be so simple with him, no matter what face he has.

"Malfoy," she says slowly, failing terribly at hiding her amusement, "are you a virgin?"

"We never made sense. We were the two worst people to be together. But, somehow, we worked. It was foolish, wild, maddening, but I don't think I had ever been happier." She comes to his door, soaked to the bone, and Draco remembers why he hates the rain.

All it took was that one moment for Hermione's life to change forever. - Hermione's affair with a married Draco comes to light. Discontinued.

"If she chose you, her life would be simple, easy. With me, a happy ending seems impossible, but that's the beauty of it, Potter: our Hermione has always loved a good challenge." - Malfoy and Harry argue over who Hermione truly belongs with. - HHr, DHr.

She laughed in a way that made him both want to smile and rip his heart out simultaneously. "If only it could be you. If I loved you, imagine how much easier my life would be." -One-sided HHr, completed-

He really should be paying attention to her, but he's distracted. Because, you see, while she's yelling at him, she just so happens to be doing it in her knickers and bra. - How Draco and Hermione celebrate Christmas Eve through the years.

"We need to talk, Draco..." And in the end, that was all that mattered. - A story about mistakes and regrets.

Hermione needs somewhere to stay during Christmas break. – The aftermath of the war and the story that follows.

"Malfoy, I am not stalking you and I am most certainly not obsessed with you." – A coincidental run in, the aftermath, and the little moments in between. -Three shot, complete.-

"I hate you." "Rot in hell." – Whoever said that love stories need to make sense? Not that they have a love story. Because they don't. Not really... Only sort of.

The tears that fall from her eyes are solely from laughing so hard. She swears. - Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, Hogwarts's very own twisted version of Cinderella and Prince Charming.

Hidden away like this, snogging a complete stranger, Draco's the most alive he's felt in years – Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, Hogwarts's very own twisted version of Cinderella and Prince Charming.