A conversation per day, and a meeting every once in a while to discover how common people fall in love. Dramione, Muggle AU with a special ingredient.

He has a son, who's struggling with his very first crush, and a very thick head. She has a problem with love - and the way love can't find her heart - and a niece by choice and fate who's struggling with her very first love triangle. It's Christmas time, London's filled with love and joy and, as someone once said, if you look for it, love actually is all around.

She's looking at him. Again. She's looking at him as if she can recognise a part of herself in him: the most fragile and wounded part of her soul. Looking at him it's strange, in a curious and obsessive way. It's something she can't avoid, something she shouldn't do, but finds herself doing whenever he is alone.

He needed adrenaline to feel free and he knew - from experience, his father's experience - that working for Riddle wasn't freedom at all. "Fuck!," he shouted angrily, grasping the railing of the rooftop. He needed to drive. He needed to drive just for himself. Dramione, Muggle AU

He needed adrenaline to feel free and he knew - from experience, his father's experience - that working for Riddle wasn't freedom at all. "Fuck!," he shouted angrily, grasping the railing of the rooftop. He needed to drive. He needed to drive just for himself. Dramione, Muggle AU

Draco Malfoy found himself staring at the window. He didn't want to live with them. Not with his uncles. Not with his cousin and that werewolf. Not with the two noisy ginger twins. And not, not with her. Especially not with her: Mudblood Granger. Dramione - postHBP. A redemption story.

Draco Malfoy found himself staring at the window. He did not want to live with them. Not with his uncles. Not with his cousin. Not with the werewolf. Not with those noisy ginger twins. And, f**k, not with her... not with her. Not with Mudblood Granger. Dramione - PostHBP. A redemption story.