"Well, we have exactly"— Draco glanced at the bedside clock —"fourteen minutes till midnight. We have to consummate this marriage before then, otherwise we'll be arrested. So, unless you believe that sleeping with me is worse than spending an eternity with the Dementors, would you please pick a position?"

She tripped. She'd been tripping all week and always when he was around to catch her. It hit him like a bludger to the head. "Granger," Draco said, "have you been hitting on me? Literally." Fluff and Lemons.

Draco saunters back into Hermione's life and within two days he's asking her to marry him. A 'business proposition' is what he calls it; a marriage of convenience which will benefit them both financially and socially. But can Hermione keep ignoring the smouldering looks her new husband keeps giving her? Or the way her heart beats faster every time she looks at him?

Hermione knew she shouldn't have had that third glass of wine. Not when Draco Malfoy was around. May Contain Lemons. Complete.

Draco's an up and coming Rock Star and Hermione's the girl he picked up in a bar. Or is she? Turns out she works for legendary guitarist and music producer Sirius Black. "You look lost," he commented. "To be in a place like this, you'd have to be," she said. He crooked a slow grin at her. "Do you want to get lead astray a little more?"

AU Draco/Hermione Romance Malfoy: "Let go!" Hermione said, trying to pull out of his grip. "I don't need to be escorted into my own art gallery." "It's the gentlemanly thing to do Granger. You are after all, a woman, even if you act like a raging rhino most of the time." "A rhino!" "At least you don't disagree with the raging bit." "Malfoy, I swear to-" *Complete*

"Some of us, Granger, have a life." Draco replied, untangling himself from the bed sheet and sitting up, "You should try it sometime." "Maybe, Malfoy, I would occasionally get a life, if I wasn't having to babysit your privileged behind all the time."