#dramione ff

[lunaduskxo]

Happy Birthday to our favorite witch. 💫

[softkombuchaa]

Dramione rendition of the manga panels from Akatsuki No Yona

[swkod-art]

ФФ «Один год после войны»

[maidenrevenge]

Hermione’s brow pinched in confusion as she watched woman after woman apparently reject Lord Malfoy’s attempts to speak with them. Witches who she knew were seeking a titled husband and even those who were married continually blocked his opening remarks or even gave him the cut direct. But… why? Was his reputation so ruined by his association with the wrong side of the war? She would have thought that his title and wealth would have more than made up for that within the eyes of society.

She paused, her frantic pacing to dab her brow with the back of her glove, starting when she realized the man whom she had been watching was heading directly towards her, his intentions obvious. Flicking her fan open a bit too forcefully, it skidded across the polished parquet flooring, landing directly at the approaching lord’s feet.

Lord Malfoy let out a warm laugh as he picked it up. Funny, Hermione had never thought anything about Malfoy could be warm. He was the antitheses; cold, aloof, and distant.

“Miss Granger,” he said with a polite bow before depositing the fan back into her hand magnanimously. The brush of his fingers across her gloved hand lingered long after the warmth of his touch was gone.

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[roseartsstuff]

– Seriously Granger? Do you think this is funny?

– I’m sorry?

– Don’t play dumb, Granger, you know this is my table and you’re just taking up the space to get under my skin

«Remain nameless�� ❤️‍🩹

[malfoyesque]

New Cover art done by the incredible @cocotamarindo!

This is a scene from Chapter 10 that had me giggling so hard while I was writing it. It had to be this one.

Thank you so much beautiful wonderful talented Caro for the amazing cover!!!!

[mysteriouscatstellation]

Why Does He Fly?

Raiting: G

Word Count: 499

Warnings: Magical Creatures

Author: shurshic_chan

Hermione knew exactly where to find the reclusive Malfoy these days: he would either be in the library or out on the Quidditch pitch. And she needed to find him—because if they didn’t finally choose a potion for their research project, she was going to hex him.

The weather outside was sunny and still, so it was obvious where she needed to go.

Malfoy’s platinum-blond head was visible from a distance. Now all that remained was to negotiate their joint project. Almost as if he had sensed her thoughts, he suddenly leapt onto his broom and shot upwards at an astonishing speed.

Hermione’s mouth fell open as she watched him rapidly disappear from sight. But something felt off. And that “something” revealed itself in the next moment when his broomstick plummeted to the ground, landing right at her feet, while its owner was circling above the field as a barely visible speck. A second later, he veered towards the Forbidden Forest. A cold knot tightened in her chest: the only wizard known to fly without spells or magical objects had been Voldemort, and considering Malfoy’s past, anything was possible.

There was no time to think. Hermione took off after him, frantically running through a mental list of spells that might come in handy—because if it turned out that Malfoy was about to devour yet another unicorn…

“This is illogical,” she huffed to herself, dodging a fallen boulder in her path. “He saw me.” She caught sight of her target, who had begun to descend at the edge of the forest not far from Hagrid's hut, and with surprise noticed wings on Malfoy. "Is he an Animagus? A shapeshifter?" And that was when she saw them—wings.

A Veela.

Hermione almost choked on her breath from the realisation (and also from the long run, but that was beside the point). Of course, Malfoy was an insufferable git—but he was an attractive insufferable git. And could it be that Veela genes had played a role in his family charming the judges and soften the final verdict? Lawyers and support from war heroes were necessary, but the human factor couldn't be discounted.

“Well, that explains a lot,” she muttered under her breath, still panting as she watched her stunned classmate, whose clothing was now reduced to nothing but his trousers and Quidditch guards. “After all, Narcissa Black was the only blonde in her entire family. Maybe that’s how Veela genetics show up.” She made a mental note to consult Fleur—and possibly Luna—just in case.

Gripping her wand so tightly her fingers ached, Hermione stepped cautiously towards Malfoy. He was spinning around on the spot, hands patting frantically at his wings, his neck—now covered in soft feathers, save for a strip of bare skin at his throat. His fingers and toes ended in sharp claws. His features had sharpened, but the sheer panic on his face made him look more bewildered than dangerous.

But one had to be even more careful with frightened animals.

She mentally smacked herself for even thinking of Malfoy as a creature—how could she expect to defend the rights of magical beings in her future career at the Ministry if she was this careless in her own thoughts?

Malfoy had gone completely still, watching her wand with wary, slit-pupilled eyes—like Crookshanks basking in the sun. Which meant, at least for now, he wasn’t planning to attack her.

“It’s all right. It’s just me,” she said, taking a careful step forward. She extended her free hand and gently scratched the side of his neck, just as she did with Crookshanks. Malfoy narrowed his eyes. She froze.

That was it. Any second now, he’d rip off her arm, and Hermione Granger would go down in history as the first recorded victim of a male Veela in centuries.

“Granger?”

“Hm?”

“Scratch a bit more.”

[minthethemelancholy]

Reflections of Us Chapter 2

Summary:

Draco Malfoy was not happy to return from the Continent. He didn’t want to deal with the memories of the Manor, he didn’t want to deal with the dark magic clinging to his home, and he certainly didn’t want to deal with the fact that his friends were suddenly chummy with the Heroes of the Wizarding World™. An unwilling partnership with Hermione Granger, coupled with an insatiable need to wedge himself where he does not belong, leads both him and the aforementioned do-gooder to face both the future and the past in a way they never thought possible.

Words: 9.2K currently

Rating: M for eventual Smut

Vibes: lighthearted slow burn

Thank you all for the support on the first chapter! Now, Draco and Hermione negotiate terms, and four (!!) characters are introduced, creating the core of the cast.

Please let me know what you think <3

[dariaastrid]

Every choice Blaise Zabini makes is random. Real choices he avoids—he has a firm belief in the knut with the bicorn and revers. Two round faces determine his fate.

Prometheus.

Art by Fundamentally Frabelsome.

[noxmalfoy]

My fic is live on AO3!

The first two chapters are up and I plan to upload every Saturday. It's completed, I am just editing and tweaking as I go.

Here's a little poster I made for it since I absolutely can't draw, but there's art coming soon!

Thank you so much in advance to anyone who checks it out. Happy reading!

[escapeinmybookshelf]

Cover art by @artofcrumbs Draco Malfoy begins his new career as the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. Two years after he began teaching, a newly appointed Charms Professor Hermione Granger joins the faculty. Smutty one shot.

[lunaduskxo]

dramione fanfic always prevails 🥹

credit to literarylovebirds.

[softkombuchaa]

[bguette]

Malfoy Made Chapter 12

by bguette

”Hermione, I am going to speak frankly.”

Hermione nodded, releasing her from her embrace.

“You are love…"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49578562/chapters/158545771

[noxinkwell]

Okay Dramione fans, let’s see how meta we can get.

Anyone fucking miss Hawthorne and Vine???

I miss it. What a glorious website that just celebrated fandom. And I was so sad when it vanished without much of an update.

[roseartsstuff]