Hermione is on holiday celebrating her best friend's birthday. It was just supposed to be a fun week away, but an alcohol fueled confession has her reconsidering what's been right in front of her since she was eleven years old.

Hermione refused to let Harry go wandering off after Bathilda Bagshot that fateful Christmas Eve in Godric's Hollow and her stubbornness was just the kind of Christmas miracle they needed. This is a little one-shot I wrote for the Harmony & Co Facebook Group's Advent Collection

Yes, I went there, it's the veela Draco trope. Because that's the thing about tropes, you read enough of them and you start to wonder how you would tackle it. At least that's how it works for me. This is just a bit of fun fluff I work on when I need a break from life or my other, more complicated, fics. Short chapters, at times sickeningly sweet, you've been warned!

A Dramione song-fic set during their eighth year at Hogwarts based on the Ed Sheeran song of the same title

Draco wakes up in the hospital wing after taking a bludger to the head at quidditch practice and realizes that this just might be the perfect opportunity to finally steal the attention of his fellow Head Student, Hermione Granger. **My entry for the DramioneLove Mini Fest 2018** Prompt: "Who are you?"

An unknown princess is prophesied to fall in love with an oblivious prince, both from long lost lines of royalty. Full summary inside. Co-authored with Westarmeggie who is also posting.

Twenty years ago, in a small village in the West Country of England on Christmas Eve, the bravest people he’d ever met faced down death, all alone, and lived not just to tell the story, but to save the world. And if that experience had turned them into nutcases around the holidays, well, Draco certainly judged, because that was what he did, but he was okay with it too.