A collection of fluffy, Autumn-themed one-shots for whenever you need it.

Draco Malfoy has been the singular bane of Hermione's political existence ever since she started working at the Ministry. After surviving three years of snark, smirks, and impossibly elegant snorts, she was just about prepared for anything... until he started bringing his son to work. Really, it was a shame someone so infuriating had to have such an adorable baby.

It's a well-known fact that it's impossible to bring someone back from the other side of the Veil. But then again... there's nothing The Brightest Witch of Her Age can't figure out, is there?

Pressed against a cherry tree with little, invisible creatures dancing in her head, only one thing in Hermione's mind was clear: Every moment she had spent glaring at Draco Malfoy instead of kissing him had been a dreadful waste of time.

Being a Death Eater is nothing like Draco imagined. He hates every single part of it, especially the little tattoo on his forearm. Trigger warning: Contains self-harm.

Wizards did not know how to spell. Sure, they could cast spells, but when it came to spelling words, they just didn't have that... magic touch. Perhaps Professors Granger and Malfoy can show them how it's done.