TWO-SHOT: "So—you're upset," he says with a nonchalant nod and discreet adjustment of his slightly too-tight khaki corduroys. She blinks at him, her expression alternating between indignation and incredulity and flat-out fury. He had been right about her being pretty beneath the intimidation tactics. HG/DM. (Companion to 'Punch Drunk').

ONE-SHOT: On her twelfth day, she's standing next to a bank of stainless steel wire bird cages and clasping a shrink-wrapped package of pine wood shavings to her chest and legitimately praying for strength when Harry pauses in the doorway for no readily apparent reason other than to scowl disapprovingly in her general direction and that just. No. That's it. PP/HP.

Draco just might find what he's looking for in the gilded mirror in the bowels of his father's manor, but is she looking for him? O/s. Lem.

A repost... for those who have not read it, the story disregards DH entirely, meaning Deathly Hollows, but it is a D/Hr, meaning Draco and Hermione. It was written after HBP, so all spoilers up to that point. It is an alternate past.