Playful denial chat in bed. HG/DM
*UPDATED* “Why aren’t I dead?” Hermione asked. Draco sneered in response. “I think we all know why you’re still breathing, Granger.” DH; Hr/Theodore, Hr/D
After realizing Granger has been cultivating illicit plants, Draco becomes infatuated with the Mudblood. [AU] [Dark] [Draco/Hermione]
Sometimes, he forgets who is hunting whom.
Hermione is the CEO of a successful wizarding books publication company. After ending things with Nott, will she find the courage to start something with Malfoy?
There is an unmade bed between them. A Theodore/Hermione drabble.
Someone was ranting about Mudbloods and blood traitors in the Slytherin common room, again. Theodore/Hermione. Blaise, Pansy, Draco, Ginny.
Our foreheads touch and her eyes are narrowed directly at me. I lick my lips and smirk, whispering before plunging into her, "the feeling's mutual, Granger." (DM/HG)