In want of a career change, Hermione finds herself consistently running into healer Draco Malfoy in her quest for knowledge. From academic lectures to crowded restaurants, to polished events where the alcohol is flowing - Hermione is curious to discover this new Draco, bit by bit. A modern Dramione romance.

Objectively speaking, Hermione Granger knows Britain has a monarchy, just as she knows Prince Draco (the grandson of the King of England) is probably off somewhere living his royal life in total unrelation to hers. Seeing as she isn't delusional, she doesn't really expect to be his friend. She doesn't expect anything that comes after, either. Dramione, modern royalty AU. COMPLETE.

Witch Weekly's 'Modern Romance' series asks anonymous witches and wizards to record a week in their sex lives—with comic, tragic, provocative, and patently revealing results. Each week, a new episode unfolds in the lives of the Wizarding World's elite. Multiple pairings, post-war, EWE. COMPLETE.

Real heroes never quit. Real villains never die. Dramione with ensemble cast, post-war, espionage AU. COMPLETE.

Sally Christmas fic 2017: It's the first Christmas after the War, and Harry and Hermione are back at Hogwarts. When they decide to watch 'It's a Wonderful Life' in the Room of Requirement, little do they know what's to follow. Twelve days of holiday fun, to be precise. Multi-pairing, mostly tbc. Please come and be excited with me!

Ginny and Harry are forced to share a bed. Of course everything just gets more out of hand from there. Harry/Ginny

What happens at "Bond" stays at "Bond" -Hermione is taken out for drinks at club "Bond", an establishment that can offer you anything from some alcohol and dancing to SO much more. When she, quite literally, falls into Draco Malfoy's lap, will she open up her mind and explore sexual desires she never knew she had? Kink. COMPLETE **FIRST PLACE: BEST SMUT 2017 Dramione Awards**

Running, hiding, secrets, and war. It's only natural to go a little crazy.

"I think about turning you around, pressing your body against that bookshelf, and watching your eyes fill with shock before I make you forget why you ever hated me."

He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP.