After the trauma of the War Hermione Granger return's to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to conclude her education. (Dramione - Mature Themes - Hogwarts Eighth Year - Post War - Slow Burn - Mental Health - Explicit Content)

Hermione arrives at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries in established labour. Panic grips her as the realisation hits that her Healer is last man she had hoped to see, Draco Malfoy. (Fluff and Smut).

Draco was not an Alpha, not really. To truly take the mantle of Alpha one needed a pack and he was alone, utterly alone. Yet he had killed Fenrir, ripped his sire's heart clean from his chest with his own clawed hand during the Battle of Hogwarts. That violent act had imparted on him an ancient magic. Pack magic. Alpha magic. He had first caught her potent scent that very night.

Hermione Granger was his at last. Unfortunately, much to Ron's displeasure, the witch had turned out to be nothing more than an enormous cock tease. Ronald Weasley was a wizard with needs and he would find a way to take what he was owed, one way or another. Written for HP Kinkfest 2020 - Somnophilia Prompt by Mmm. (Smut - Kink - Somnophilia - Non-consensual - Explicit)

Hermione Granger was his at last. Unfortunately, much to Ron's displeasure, the witch had turned out to be nothing more than an enormous cock tease. Ronald Weasley was a wizard with needs and he would find a way to take what he was owed, one way or another. (Smut - Non Consensual - Explicit)

I can't pretend anymore. Pretend that I hate you, that I think less of you. You are bloody brilliant and beyond beautiful. For the longest time I have watched you, desired you, never able to tell you the truth. (Dramione - Smut - Lemon - Library Sex - Hogwarts - Hogwarts Era - One Shot)