#Hermione x draco

[greeninkredletters]

I'd never read a 'Stalker Draco' fic before, but I just finished this one and it was a great read! If this is a micro-trope you enjoy or are looking for something different, I recommend it!

E, 50K, 7/7 chapters

Heart-Shaped Box - Now Complete!

What is love if not an all-consuming addiction?

After 11 years in Azkaban prison, Draco Malfoy unexpectedly finds himself a free man at last. What does he decide to do with this freedom? Develop a soul-crushing obsession with Hermione Granger-Weasley, of course.

Upon reentering the world, determined to lock himself away for the rest of his days, he is forced immediately into joining a long-standing ritual of Friday night drinks. He sees that the life he imagined for Hermione is not at all the one she is living, she seems to be miserable - exhausted, overworked, and trapped in a loveless marriage.

For Draco, this simply will not do. He will use any means necessary to have her for his own, including but not limited to: stalking, lying, shapeshifting, gaslighting, violence, and murder.

[fics-by-noworriesifnot]

[portraitofthepen]

Eat Your Love: A Ready or Not AU

“What would you like, my lord?”

“Why, your soul of course, Draco.”  

“Don’t I need that, sir?”

“Some might say you do. Do you want to love someone some day?”

His reply is instant. “I already do.”

“Ah, then I cannot heal your godfather if you want to keep loving her.” He sneers.  

The man turns his back on Draco and joins his father by the fire. Lucius has returned his hood to its rightful place, and Draco knows he’s made the wrong choice. He could have saved his godfather, and he panicked. When Draco has mustered up the courage to look back at the body on the table, Severus is no longer there.

Instead, Hermione Granger lies in his place. She wears pristine white lace-trimmed robes embellished with golden constellations that match his. Her normally untamed curls are captured in braids that twist into an elegant bun high on her head. She is not bound or gagged like Severus, but Draco knows she cannot leave the table. His cowardice has cursed her to remain immobile too.

They shouldn't know about Hermione yet. He hasn't met her yet. He hasn't hidden his thoughts and feelings about her. He's only ten. He'll be eleven tomorrow. He'll be eleven when he meets her on the train and knows he needs to hide her. 

"Oh, I always knew, Draco. I see your heart." The Dark Lord smiles. "You can hide her, but I will find her." 

[ivmaruva]

Draco has the biggest crush on her. 😳

[ravenflorals]

DRACO: *mindlessly flirting with Hermione*

HERMIONE: *flirts back*

DRACO:

HERMIONE:

DRACO:

HERMIONE: aren’t you going to say anything?

DRACO: I didn’t think I’d get this far.

[houseofsnakesanddragons]

Inspiration for Draco Malfoy in Chapter 2 of the "Scars We Keep"

[mikotosworld]

I just love how crookshanks is there

[applesfromjax]

DRACO: you let your cat sleep in your bed with you?

HERMIONE: I’d let him represent me in court.

[katsitsiyo]

Another Dramione sketch comm done by @ivmaruva! (Tysm again!! I love them all sm 🥹)

DHr smooches!! 😘😘😘 Bc they’re in LOVE, your honor. 😌😌

[lunaduskxo]

Happy Birthday to our favorite witch. 💫

[sophiesstreet]

#dramionemonth Day 12: Fake Dating

“May I have this dance Granger”

There isn’t anyone around we don’t have to..”

“I want to”

Fake dating sureee definitely not in love that would be ridiculous!!

Also this was based off a painting I saw in my doctors office by Brent lynch!

[writings-from-ash]

🍂🤍🍂 My OTP will always be Draco and Hermione.. Manacled by Senlinyu changed me and helped me heal..It's been 4 years? maybe.. and I still think about this often.

[garnetsyrup]

Day 15 - Advanced Rune Translation

them working together is one of my favorite tropes 😌

[sodamnradd]

“You’ve been ignoring me,” said Malfoy, sidling up next to Hermione in the library.

Her hand froze on the spine of a book. “What?” She glanced at his hurt face, baffled.

“After we… you know.”

“What are you on about?”

“The party on Friday night,” he said, growing irritated. “You came back to my room.”

“Nobody’s around to laugh at your jokes,” she snapped, certain he was messing with her. “Go away.”

He staggered back as if something dreadful had occurred to him. Then cleared his throat and left without a word.

Later that afternoon, Hermione found Ginny in the common room. “Did you go to that party on Friday? With all the Slytherins.”

“It wasn’t just the Slytherins.” She grinned. “But yeah. I told you to come.”

“What did you get up to?”

“Nothing too wild. Some drinking games. Harry and I ducked out early, but I heard some people were messing around with party potions.”

The next morning, Hermione sat with Luna in History class. “You were at the party on Friday?”

“It was fun,” replied Luna.

“I heard some people were taking…” she lowered her voice to a whisper, “…special potions.”

Luna’s eyes twinkled. “Fantasy Elixir.”

“What’s that?”

“It makes your wildest fantasies come true.”

Hermione’s eyes veered towards Malfoy sitting alone several rows to her right. “Was it consensual?”

“I think Pansy spiked the punch,” said Luna, unbothered.

“So some people didn’t know their… fantasies… never happened?”

“I suppose it’s possible. Depending on how wild the fantasy might have been. I skinny-dipped in the moon’s craters.”

Hermione stopped Malfoy outside class.

He gave her an impatient look. “What?”

“About Friday…” She began, and his stare grew suspicious. “What did we do exactly?”

“I wasn’t in my right mind.” He tried walking around her, but she followed, blocking his path.

“I kissed you, didn’t I?” she said.

Confusion flickered in his eyes. He glanced at the buttons of her shirt.

She touched them. “And you took this off?”

“No,” he replied, watching her undo the top button. “You did. Just like that.”

Her heart skipped a beat. She dropped her hand. “And you… touched me.”

He leaned down, whispering into her ear, “I spread your legs and tasted your sweet little—”

She gasped. He grinned, and she saw a devilish look in his eye. “Or maybe that never happened,” he mused. “Tell me, Granger, would you let me do that?” When she didn’t answer, he stepped even closer. His breath warm on her cheek. “Would you like it?”

She stormed away, hot and frazzled, as his laughter echoed down the corridor. Prick.

Finally, Hermione went straight to the source. “Were you drugging people at Friday’s party?”

Pansy sat on the ledge of a stone fence; her bag leaned upon a gargoyle. “Of course not.”

“Malfoy told me about it.”

Pansy pursed her lips. “It was harmless.”

“It was completely inappropriate. He saw me naked—”

She burst into laughter. “What?”

“He said…” She flushed, mortified to repeat what he said. “That we did some… vulgar things.”

Pansy’s eyes glittered. She raised her voice, gaze falling upon an object behind Hermione. “Sure. If taking you on some corny ride on his broom and kissing you beneath the stars is vulgar. Remind me, Draco, did you also profess your love?”

Hermione whirled around to find Malfoy standing behind her, hands white knuckling his broom. He was redder than she’d ever seen him, eyes shooting daggers in Pansy’s direction. His gaze shifted to Hermione. She watched his throat move as he swallowed. “No.”

Pansy hopped down from the fence and grabbed her bag. “Well then, here’s your chance.” She skirted around them, pinching Draco’s arm with a wicked smile on her face. “You’re not hallucinating this time. I promise.”

(630 words, cross-posted from bsky)

[ivmaruva]

For her birthday I’ll give her ✨Everything✨!

Happy birthday Hermione Granger!

[potionsunderthestairs]

Lucius: You’re not good enough for my son.

Hermione: You’re not good enough for your son.

Lucius: Excuse me?

Hermione: You heard me.