"From the very first moment I met you, Mr. Malfoy - from the first words you uttered to me without even so much as an attempt to hide your disdain, your arrogance, your conceit - I knew that you would be the last wizard on earth I would ever be prevailed upon to marry." D/Hr, Regency era, adapted from Jane Austen's Pride & Prejudice. WIP.

He was about as easy to love as an icicle hanging over her door, but that didn't stop her. Draco/Hermione. AU, One-shot. COMPLETE!

She hates the poetry that comes with this. A little part of her had even hoped her car would break down, and in a way, intervene. Because that way she’d be sure it wasn’t meant to be. One-shot, DHr.

One of the greatest surprises in life is finding out how you’re going to die, and the fact that nobody can ever spoil it for you. COMPLETE. DHr.

What Blaise Zabini hadn’t understood in the beginning soon became the clearest thing in the entire universe. DHr. One-shot.

"You want to know why?" he growled, his eyes burning with feeling. She'd almost forgotten how he had this uncanny ability to rest his entire existence in his stare. How powerful it felt, that something so simple as the way someone looked at you could cut you open. D/Hr, one-shot. Complete!

The year mysterious eggnog is served at a Ministry Christmas party, Hermione Granger finally stops thinking and starts doing. Draco/Hermione. One-shot. Complete! Written for D/Hr Advent 2016.

He could shut out every bit of him that recognized her, but the most primitive part of him still did. That was the problem. She went too deep. It was all too easy to be cruel, and to hate her – but to forget her? To forget she was in the room? That was the part that still felt impossible. AU, DHr. WIP

[WIP] Of course the first thing Malfoy would think of was to come to the Muggle world if he needed to disappear. It was the last place anyone would think to look for him - in Hermione Granger's childhood home, no less. DHr.

[COMPLETE!] He was a tornado and all she wanted to do was plant her feet down and grow roots. Draco/Hermione.

WIP! Finally, he says, through his teeth: "It wasn't nothing. Or, at least, if you insist it be nothing, then it is a nothing that exists in complete contradiction of its nothingness. A very big, sleepless nothing. A very still-not-over kind of nothing." D/Hr

It's the holidays and Hermione Granger, usually not much of a drinker, stocks up her liquor cabinet. Draco Malfoy uncharacteristically makes a grand gesture. And someone falls off a roof. Written for DHr Advent 2013. Inspired by Bridget Jones's Diary. One-shot. DM/HG.

D/Hr. "There wasn't always nothing between us. Once upon a time, there was something. A very good something." One-shot! COMPLETE.

She ought to be worth the agony. AU, one-shot. Draco/Hermione.

PreHBP. With Harry still trying to erase Sirius’ death from his mind, 6th year exceeds his expectations. A dead Crookshanks, almost skinnydipping, love, and a soul collector on campus, “exceeds” doesn’t even begin to cover it. A Harry&Hermione fic.

After the Ministry seizes all of Draco Malfoy's possessions - including his beloved Malfoy Manor - he takes up drinking and finds himself taking up temporary residence at Hermione Granger's flat in Wizarding London. But what neither of them expect is that a lot can happen in 139 days in close quarters. Even the impossible. DHr. COMPLETE!

DHr. “Is that really what makes you happy? Because I find that quite sad, relying on the failures of other people for your sick amusement when you can just look in the mirror every day and see the biggest failure in the world.” Oooh, BURN. Complete.

His eyelids trembled closed and he saw specks of gold glittering like the sea at sundown inside the stirring darkness. He knew this feeling, ambiguous but strong. He was dying. Draco and Hermione. WIP.

The fabulous sequel to Basketcase. “Malfoy,” she found herself saying, and not very nicely, either. “I love you.” To which he then promptly responded by slamming the door right in her face. DracoHermione.

"I can't stand you, Granger. Every second I'm with you is like pure, agonizing torture. But I have to save you. Do you understand?" Draco/Hermione.