It's one thing to marry your enemy but it is completely idiotic to actually fall in love with him. Could it be Stockholm Syndrome? I doubt it. It could have been necessity, I mean I was abandoned by Harry and I felt alone. That must be it. DM/HG

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.

Malfoy ran his eyes over her from foot to hair. "I told her big breasts," he muttered irritably before putting his head back down on the desk, looking entirely uninterested and hungover. Hermione added sexual harassment to the growing list against him.

Hermione tugged at the string holding the hood onto the boy's head, gingerly pulling the fabric back to reveal his face. Lying before her, barely recognizable beyond the swelling and the blood, but still very much himself, was Draco Malfoy.

Hermione has everything she could possibly want... Except a life. People are getting sick of her superior attitude, especially Draco Malfoy, who schemes to get her down, once and for all. And then there's the thing with The Bracelet... 7th year AR. COMPLETE SINCE 2009 XD

Draco and Hermione, like all newly appointed Head Boys and –Girls before them, are assigned to switch bodies for the first week of term to ensure a prosperous collaboration between them in the future. HGDM

Sometimes you're a hag in a nymph's body, and sometimes you're just a witch trying to hide the nymph in you... DMHG. Post-DH disregarding epilogue. Written for an exchange, see prompt inside.

Sequel to Blindsided. *Yeah, you heard me!* ...He knew it was her. Just what was he going to do about it?

ONE SHOT. DM&HG. MATURE. It's the last night of school, and Hermione Granger has something to prove.