"Day after day, she was there, and so was he. Never together, they occupied the same space every night, one oblivious and one painfully aware of his actions." A unique Veela fic in the works. Rated M for sexual scenes. Dramione!

"You do understand. You look at him and you understand him with a dreadful clarity, and it hits you as the two of you sit there in that cursed tower surrounded by death, that both of you are tortured souls with no way to escape." DM/HG. After the war.

What if Draco Malfoy had decided Slytherin was boring? What if he decided that Hufflepuff House needed a leader, somebody to guide them, somebody to turn them into a force to be reckoned with? Previously a one shot, now a WiP.

Dramione lemon! Prompt: Park, public, domination. "It's so deliciously wrong, the tree bark scraping my skin, how we have to be quiet, how someone could find us, that I feel my orgasm approaching quickly, and I can tell he does too." Word count: 1,206

I know it is wrong, but I can't help taunting him like this, like a mouse playing with a cat before its eaten. And then his lips are on mine, and his fist crashes into the wall behind me, and he's overwhelming me, but I love it and don't want him to stop.