A series of drabbles and short ficlets. All dramione pairing, ranges from fluffy to angsty.

When the battle is all but lost, a chance collision of two powerful magicks sends Hermione to a time where war is brewing and light is often indistinguishable from dark. The Strands of Time will be rewoven, and the victor is anyone's guess. "Who knew that when the Killing Curse met the Sands of Time, this would happen?" Canon-Compliant until DH Ch 35, Time Travel, Sirimione, WIP

One of them is desperately trying to remember their past while the other is forever trying to escape theirs. It's seven years after the war and Draco has managed to avoid almost everyone from Hogwarts, living a lonely life on a small island, far away from the wizarding community. But a familiar face in a cafe window capsizes his world into chaos. Dramione. EWE. Memory fic.

Hermione Granger returns to Hogwarts to help rebuild the shattered castle the summer after the war. She and the other summer resident - and eventually their friends - have to come to terms with how the war broke more than just the walls of the building. Follows multiple Hogwarts students through '8th year' and one additional year of early adulthood. COMPLETE.

As the war rages on two years post-'final battle', Hermione is captured by the other side and Malfoy is the only hope she has of surviving. ["Granger?" His voice is urgent, but she just sits there and breathes for a moment, feeling violated and still radiating pain, her eyes staring blindly at the cell wall opposite her, her brain frozen in what she thinks dully might be shock.]

After the war the Ministry decided that all children and most wives of Death Eaters needed to be placed in 'protective custody' with 'trustworthy citizens' but no one wanted Draco Malfoy. AU. Dramione. COMPLETE

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.

A series of five drabbles in the strictest sense of the term, meaning EXACTLY 100 words. On the eve of the Final Battle, everyone is asking the same question.