Everyone knew what veela were. Veela were magical creatures, breathtakingly beautiful, who captivated men with a single look. It would have been nice to have been that strain. Instead, Hermione Granger was infected by another. Instead of captivating all men, she was captivated by one. She'd die without him. She was already in almost constant pain. DRAMIONE. COMPLETE.

Draco is sentenced to one year in Azkaban, release contingent upon someone willing to vouch for his good behavior. Hermione does. "Oh, I want you," he said. "You, just you, always you. You forever and you for always and you until the bloody sun explodes." Dramione. COMPLETE.

"That incident, their first kiss, always reminded her of a car crash; people often described how they could recall every moment before and every moment after, but the impact itself was lost or hazy, like when you find a new bruise and can't remember where it came from. And Hermione could genuinely remember every detail that followed the impact. Every detail." Dramione. One-shot.

A scream tore from her lips when something grabbed her and hauled her to her feet."Tell me you can see me!" A frantic voice said. The last thing Hermione expected to find while helping her Muggle cousin was the missing Malfoy, now she's stuck with him.

The war is over and everyone wants something from Hermione. But that's nothing new. She can handle it. Really. DracoHermione.

[Draco Hermione] They weren’t much for PDA – that is, Public Display of Affection. After all, he was Draco Malfoy and she was Hermione Granger.