"I think I found! —oh." Draco quickly looked away. She realized the sheerness of her pyjama top. She wore a jumper then let him in. While he eagerly explained the plan, she had a painful realization. This mission meant things would be changed. And that meant losing him and what they've built.

"This is the first of it." Handing her a vial of his memories. She looked at it for a moment before looking up at him. "No." "No?" "I don't need all this, Draco. I trust you." His breath came out shaky. He tried to keep his tears from welling. "Why?" She touched his cheek. "You know why."

After packing her study, Hermione moved on to her bedroom where Draco was also helping her pack. He was sat on her bed, staring painfully at her old enchanted coin. "Draco-" "Did you know I copied your spell? But used it for worse things-" She kissed him fiercely. The coin fell with a clink.

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She blames the truth serum for her aching throat. A precautionary measure for any magical marriage, even ones of convenience. She realizes Draco hasn't given his affirmation as quick as she had. "Mr. Malfoy? Again. Do you affirm this union is for convenience?" He can't lie, so why is he- "𝘕𝘰."

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"I see you've found the family heirlooms." She yelped. She'd been too engrossed in her reading, she'd forgotten to take it off. "My great-aunt called it the 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦." He smirked. "Oh, and it's a betrothal ring for whoever is fated to it. But you don't believe in that, do you, Granger?"

Hermione laughed at Ginny's tight hug. "But we'll be seeing you in the summer?" "In the spring, actually." "Fine. Owl me from your solitary research lab!" Her laugh echoed in the Floo. "Enjoyable trip?" His voice deep with sleep as he met her in an embrace. "Hmm...Happier now, actually."

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Hermione kept browsing on what could possibly be the fiftieth tome she'd read. She sighed when the door creaked open. "Still nothing." "I believe fate and prophecy can wait a moment, love." He was smirking. The gentle flame of the birthday candle made his eyes shine. "Happy birthday, Granger."

"Put your arms around me." He complied and they swayed gently to the soft tune. "I've been accepted as a student of Alchemy, and I know you had a hand in it." "Well, I would want my 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 to follow his dreams the way I'm able to follow mine bec-" He placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

Magic cracked when Draco slashed the marriage cord. Across him, his betrothed was a picture of relief. "Be wary of your next move." His father spat as he stood from the pews. He spared a glance up, knowing she'd been there. "I lead my own destiny. Damned or not, I choose to be with Hermione. "

[after looking at the news] well, it's time to go and do something relaxing like watch horror movies for the rest of my life

No thoughts, head empty, just Draco trying on every single engagement ring his family's jeweller made at his request on his pinky bc it's the same size as Hermione's ring finger

// Nsfw Their breathing in sync as they calmed after coming together. They were out enough for her to see him against the starry night as he remained on top of her. Skin flushed, with a tired yet contented smile. "Did you always plan on having me in the Astronomy tower?" "Just having you."

Harry never told anyone but in the hours before dawn, he would catch Hermione stare at the tapestry of the Black family tree. Had even caught her glance at it different times throughout the day. But only now did he make the connection that new aurors were sent off to high-risk missions recently.

He decided she deserved to know his fears along with his dreams. His greatest one was acting like how his parents were without realizing. Theirs was all he knew. But when she admitted how being with him felt like home, but better than her parents', his fears faded and made room for more dreams.

The festivities have wind down, an occasional burst of laughter from somewhere in the house or a clink of crystal, candlelight dimming. From behind, she heard Draco's voice. She turned to find him smiling with pride. She realized, when it comes to him, her new 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥, she will always look back.

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"Forgiveness is the first step you have to take to begin healing." "But I didn't for them, I'll never forgive them." She looked past Harry, "But I am ready to forgive you." Hermione walked towards Draco, wrapping her arms around him, his own wrapped around her tightly.

"GRANGER! YOU- YOU SABOTAGED ME!" Draco came running down in only a towel, grabbing his hair, "Look at it! It's 𝘎𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙!" "I didn't sabotage you, I organized your bathroom." "Despair! Anguish! Horror!" She rolled her eyes, hiding her amusement. "I'll make toast." "Toast?! 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 is a tragedy!"

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Amongst the wreckage of broken wood and glass, they stood wand-to-wand. "I can't do it." Lowering his. "Don't!" She yelled through gritted teeth, "Come on! Come on!" her voice breaking. "If you want it, it's yours." Her glare withered. He shoved her wand away and they met in a heated kiss.

"I loathe you. You are a swot, a liar, a sarcastic comic, a sadist-" "Stop it-" "-I loathe you for leaving, and without even a note or an owl." "Then why are you here then!?" He let out a ragged breath. "Because I loathe that even after everything, I can't loathe you enough for it to be true."

The clouds had put a veil on paradise but she couldn't find herself to care. She shut her eyes to take in the sound of crashing waves. Soft lips pressed on her neck. "𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰." She sighed. "Hmmm. I don't think I'll ever get over that." "What? Your name?" "From your lips? Not ever, 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦."

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She sat on the steps, crossing her ankles. "𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦." reading the post-card again. "I wanted it to be obvious to you." "This isn't a New York City post-card." "Well, not too obviou-" "Why only me?" He placed his palm against her ankle. Warm and familiar. "You know why."

The old stadium creeked. The grass knee-high, except for the small patch Draco cleared for her to stand on. "I can handle this myself, you know." as he whizzed by in his broom. "I know. You're there as my protector in case a ghoul attacks me." She rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile.

"And this one?" Pointing to the fifth map on the wall. "What's the other name for— Oh, 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴." Her mouth fell open. "Wait, it's— it's 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭?" He broke into a grin. She smacked his arm. "You arse!" He kept laughing until she did too. Those walls echoed laughter for the first time in decades.

She could sense his unease the moment he stepped in her study. But she kept her eyes on her work to give him time. He placed a scroll infront of her. "The deed, for Malfoy Manor. It's yours to do what you will." She took his hand and placed his palm against her cheek. "Thank you, love."

"Wait, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 did you go?" "Paris." "And 𝘺𝘰𝘶 stayed inside a tour bus? Because it was cold" Draco shrugged. "And without magic-" Theo was about to ask more when the front door opened. "I'm here! Sorry, I'm late." He took in Hermione's thick coat, gloves, and scarf. Theo gasped dramatically.

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// cw: parenting She must've exhaled harder than she thought because he was now beside her. "Deep breaths." His voice already made her calmer. Early autumn in her lungs helped too. "Hogwarts will be good to them." "I hope so." He laughed. "What?" "Hope is abundant when I'm with you."

He stumbled out of her fireplace. Today's paper in hand. He never stumbles. "Will he make you the happiest witch in the world?" "Draco." "I just want to make sure you're happy." "Draco, read that again." "𝘖𝘩‐ I thought it said 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥." "I told you to use protective masks in the lab."

A cursed manor must mean it's owner is restless in the afterlife. Solution? A ghost bride sacrifice.

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She came down in time to catch Ron's rant. "-But I hate this old rickety house! —Mione!" Ron exclaimed, "I'm sorry but I'm not staying. All that wailing and moaning at night— must be ghosts!" "Right. 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴." Draco muttered. Her cheeks burned when she caught him smirking at her behind his teacup.

He found her by their bedroom mirror wearing his old jersey. Only his jersey. "My my, Minister, the mental images and memories I could use against you." "I could say the same thing, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 Malfoy." He laughed before turning them towards her reflection. "Wow. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 my wife? Gods."

She appeared to be staring at the sculpture, but it wasn't what she was seeing. 𝘐𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴. As her longing became sharper and stinging, the tips of her curls touched someone's shoulder. Inspite its quivering, her mouth curled upward.

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"Shall I give you and your book some privacy? We could've just rescheduled." "Sorry Gin! 'Be right with you!" As the she left the room. "So 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 where you're reading my messages from." Hermione clutched her transfigured "book" to her chest with a gasp. "𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰!" She hissed, "She'll hear you!"

The dying man. #dramione

“What did you do?” “What I had to.” #dramione #dhr

UPDATED DRAMIONE MONTH RULES We are about a month away from the start of #Dramione Month, and would like to be clear about the rules for the fest. Three of these were added after the conclusion of Dramione Month last year, so we are posting them again. #dhrmonth #dramionemonth