She never meant to fall for him...she always meant to hurt him...she could have just ignored it. But intentions, not results, are what mattered, and life isn't like a computer, where you can just click back, and sorry doesn't always cut it. D/Hr.

Just--make up, he said, sounding weary. Whatever it takes, just make her stop crying and get her out of my place. That's all I want. But Harry knew Malfoy was lying. Dramione oneshot.

After having been saved twice by Potter, Draco's self esteem plummets. Depressed and considering suicide, he is found by none other than Potter, who extends friendship and salvation. But can Draco take it? NOT SLASH. Please R&R.

THAT'S Hermione's boggart? Her friends are surprised and worried Professor Snape needs a drink. This will cause him mental trauma later on, he is sure of it...Complete

Two anniversary gifts...one delivered with hope, the other with despair. Dramione Oneshot.

He thought he didn’t need her. She thought she didn’t need him. Two opposites in life who shared a single credo. Angsty Dramione oneshot, despite the funny title.

One cold October morning, in that little grocery store near the intersection down Mulberry Street, something out of the ordinary happens. Which is odd, because it was just an ordinary cold October morning. Dramione Oneshot.

Her broomstick just gave a sort of hop, Ever wonder why Hermione's so afraid of heights? Mentions of rape. Don't like don't read. Oh, and Dramione could be implied from it I guess. Oneshot.

I know that he loves her. I know that he will never act on it; he is too much of a gentleman for that. And I know this. I know that tomorrow, I will go out and laugh as though nothing is the matter. Because he is happy, and that is all that matters. D/Hr.

A fic completely in dialogue. Warning: Major Fluff ahead. Dramione oneshot.

Yeah...thinking about Hermione...and I like to think of the 'under her nose' guy as Draco, but take your pick of guys...could even be Hagrid if you wanted it that way!

Really abstract, I know...sorry, I just had to write it. I'm guessing 'she' is Hermione, and the 'he' is either Harry or Draco...I can't decide which...definitely not Ron, sorry you HR shippers out there, but I hate Ron. Oneshot poem.

If a criminal burst into Malfoy Manor, and pointed a wand at me and fired the Killing Curse at me, would you take it for me? Draco Malfoy wonders.

Potter? Please, avenge my parents. And Potter? Avenge me, and Granger, and everyone else who has to die tomorrow because of the f*cking b*stard out there. Okay?”

Are you scared? Cause if you're scared...you're not alone. I once thought I was brave, but I can't stop crying. Are you scared to die?

Grey is underrated, really. There's silver grey and iron grey and steel grey and so much more...Draco tends to see in shades of grey. It's the War, after all. He can do anything he likes to escape it. But at what price?

When love is your greatest weakness, then are you the strongest man in the world.

The other day I was tidying up my house when I looked through a window and saw a man. Oh, and for all who have read my stories before but not bothered to alert or favorite-author me, my username used to be Narcissa37226Malfoy. Just for the record you se

Loosely based on the Tale of Two Cities. H/Hr, D/Hr. "Do you love me?" "Please don't ask me that." "I have to." "Draco..." "What do you want to hear? That I would die for you? Kill for you? I'd sell my soul for you, Hermione. What more do you want?"

She was his life; she was dead; he said the two words Harry never thought he would hear Draco say. Draco/Hermione, based on kawaiiRose-Silent's story, published with her permission.