Lucius Malfoy wasn't always a cruel wizard bent on blood mania with mixed up priorities. There was a time when Lucius Abraxas Malfoy was just a little boy, willing to risk the wrath of his father to prove that showing kindness is not a weakness. Written for Ravenclaw333's Saint or Sinner Challenge.

"Nice of you to visit right around breakfast time" he murmured to her very softly, and Hermione felt goosepimples prickle across her skin at his sinister tone and at the fact that his voice this time had come from somewhere much closer to her in the dark Hermione squinted, trying to see through the stifling blackness, and simply couldn't. AditiDraco95's Vampire Challenge.

Draco Malfoy has a secret. An Infatuation. An Obsession. "I have to admit Granger, I was less than pleased with some of the things you drew in this book of yours" he said, pulling his hand away before he could do something crazy like sliding it into her hair and tugging her close so he could snog those pouting lips of hers. Written for Midnight Sparks Season & Genre Challenge.

It had been far too long since he took a woman, far too long since he had let himself take this form. The beast inside him ruled his soul and it howled at the thought of burying his teeth in her throat. The wolf wanted to taste her soft flesh, but the man wanted to taste something else. Written for Lilyfire's Halloween Challenge! One-Shot.

For the trillionth time, Remus shook his head, thinking that it simply couldn't be right. Sirius had always been the most loyal of friends. He and James had been thick as thieves. Closer than brothers. He would never have sold his best friend to Voldemort. Would never have been the spy. He would've died before betraying his best friends. What if he'd been Misappropriated all along?

"What was that for?" he asked when she finally pulled away several minutes later, his voice husky. "You kiss even better in real life" Hermione murmured, her forehead resting against his intimately. "You were dreaming about snogging me?" he asked sounding smug now, his arms still tight around her waist, holding her captive and not letting her go. Dramione Post-Hogwarts One-Shot

Still curled up in bed with her face buried beneath her pillows Hermione couldn't help but smile. She was incredibly happy today. In spite of all the odds and the fact that it was insane, she was in a relationship with Draco Malfoy. The blonde haired boy who had tormented her for years was now her boyfriend. "Hermione, did you know that Draco Malfoy is staring at you?" Ginny said.

Hermione smiled as she felt the tender line of kisses he trailed down her inner thigh while he pushed her chair out so he could climb out from under her desk. His grey eyes were dark with lust and laughing at her for the fun he'd had tormenting her in front of her boyfriend, and Hermione smirked right back at him, running her hands through his silky, white blonde hair.

Kissing Draco Malfoy feels strange and amazing at the same time. He's particularly good at it, just like everything else but I can't help feeling the thrill of doing something wrong. Because everything about this whole thing is wrong. It's bad enough that I let him fuck me the other night to keep him from carving his name into my skin, only to have him bloody well do it anyway.

Hermione meets up with Remus late one night in the library and together they explore the wonder that is each other amid the throws of out-of-control primal passion as this pair of werewolves take to each other with a vengeance... Smutty Remione One-Shot.

After waiting for what feels like forever for Harry to make a move on her, Ginny takes matter into her own hands with a little surprise visit to his shower cubicle one night after Quidditch training. One Shot, Smutty Hinny story.

Hermione Granger receives a strange and beautiful gift anonymously, and is swept off her feet at the Ministry staff Masquerade Christmas Ball. Caught beneath the mistletoe, Hermione finds herself snogging an incredibly intoxicating young man, only to be shocked when she learns with whom she had been locking lips. (Extended by popular demand)

Arya felt a thrill race through her as goose pimples exploded across her skin and sent tingles all the way through her body. Slowly she took another step towards him, lifting her hand and letting it hover in the air a hairsbreadth from his chest. She looked up into his bright blue eyes, which pierced her with heat. Gendrya. One-Shot. Smut.