【on going】DHr. EWE? (With slight amendment to the consequences of the War.) She is suffering bad enough. Why can't he back off when she tells him to? He is something she would never understand, she decides. Nor the emotions that he seems to spew out at times. And she doesn't want to either, she tells herself.

When Draco defended Hermione, she didn't expect it. "I know I've been a right git, but maybe we could start over?" AU. Pure fluff. No Voldemort, just teenagers navigating the halls of Hogwarts and adolescent drama. Light and bite-sized chapters. Rated T for language in future chapters.

In the library of Hogwarts, on a table with six chairs located between two shelves at the muggle sections, there always sits a brunette muggle-born witch, always taking the chair at the head of the table, her back facing the window that displays a beautiful view of the Black Lake. In fifth year, rumors started that the always lone girl in the library is spotted with another student