“Malfoy,” Came the quiet voice of his best friend, Blaise Zabini, “I wouldn’t.” The unspoken accusation was clear in his voice. “I’m just going for a talk with the Head Girl, nothing too horrible.” Malfoy smirked before jogging up the stairs. HrD

A snoring Ron, a slumbering Hermione, and HarrybloodyPotter. Then, of course, the nasty business that was Draco Malfoy. Oneshot. REVISED.

“Take it. Take it all, see if I care. It’s not as if we’d win the House Cup anyways since you Gryffindors seem to score points just by pissing in the bushes.” Draco, Hermione, Blaise

Despite it being a holiday season…the war between the Gryffindors and the Slytherins are at an all time high. It isn't enough to have to deal with Harry's secret but Hermione also has to deal with a certain blondhaired ferret. Nothing new, really.

It had finally occurred. In the midst of all this warfare, two of the three Golden Trio were finally getting married. There would be a celebration, dancing, food, wine...But then he appeared and asked for a dance. How could she refuse? DxHr. PostHogwarts