زملاء العمل

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Sequel to "The Right Thing to Do" - Draco's POV. Part 2 of the "Rights and Wrongs" series.

Years. Broken into months into weeks into days—into hours, minutes, seconds—into moments. Simple at one end, complex at the other. In Draco’s experience, moments, even when simple, had a habit of becoming irretrievable. Moments grew, stretched, multiplied into ages and eras that defined whole stretches of measurable time. Draco regretted several moments in his life, some within his control, some without: all of them irretrievable in nature. At a certain point, wedged between ‘what-ifs’ of his own devising, he’d stopped trying to keep track of those regrettable moments: now and then, pushing and pulling, coming and going, beginning and end. Moments were only moments for just as long. After that, he had no control. [In which Draco is forced to work with Hermione, falls in love, makes many mistakes, and eventually becomes his own man. A Draco POV prequel to Wait and Hope.]

لم يقصد هيرميون جرانجر ودراكو مالفوي أبدًا تفجير أعمال حياتهم، ولكن هذا ما ذهبوا وفعلوه. الآن هم محاصرون منذ 200 عام، مع تايم ترنر المكسور، وصندوق السعوط المفقود، وحفنة من البنات المؤهلات بشكل مفرط، وقزم المنزل في سترة محبوكة. سيتطلب الأمر القوة المشتركة لذكائهم المتحمسين لإعادتهم إلى الوطن، إذا توقفوا عن الجدال لفترة كافية لاستخدامهم. كما اتضح، التاريخ هو مجرد حادث ملعون تلو الآخر. لمحبي هاري بوتر وجين أوستن وكوني ويليس، فيلم كوميدي رومانسي تاريخي عن الزمن، والخروج منه بحق الجحيم.

The day after his infamous victory at the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter disappears without a trace. When the rest of the world gives up their search, Hermione Granger, an up-and-coming investigative journalist, is determined to do what they couldn’t: find him. After years of searching, she finally stumbles upon a clue that might just lead her to her best friend. She is determined to journey across Europe to solve the mystery and, naturally, write about it along the way. But when her intolerable co-worker Draco Malfoy is also assigned to the case, she must learn to set aside old grudges and accept their dysfunctional partnership in order to bring Harry home again. A slow-burn enemies to lovers fic with mystery, adventure, and our two favorite idiots in love.

Draco Malfoy has never uttered the words "I love you" to a single woman, but he knows how Hermione Granger takes her coffee and that she can't go a day without devouring a pumpkin scone.

Hermione was sick of adventure. She'd had her fair share, and taking a seat at the desk in the back of the DLME was all she could have dreamed of -- until it wasn't. One day Hermione is summoned to the bowels of the Ministry where she is met by the lead Unspeakable who has a rather odd situation that needs to be dealt with. Draco Malfoy has just arrived from twenty years in the future and insists on speaking to his wife, Hermione Granger. The only problem is that the Draco Malfoy she knows is still the snarky, button-pushing boy upstairs--and not the man in front of her now.

He remains silent at first, clearly unsure of what to say next. The temperature feels hot, he thinks, especially for the dungeon's standards. He feels as if he can see the air particles between them, perhaps even count how many separate them from one another. It feels odd for him to be alone with Granger in the potions lab after all this time. He catches the faint scent of strawberries and honey, reminding him to order the ingredients for his lesson on Amortentia for his NEWT classes next week. - A slow-burn, flashback-filled dramione fanfiction with a side of wolfstar.

There are wedding bells on the horizon. Resolutely single Hermione Granger finds herself under the relentless spotlight of the gossip magazines when the wedding of her ex, Ron, draws near. In a fit of desperation, she forges an alliance with her career antagonist, the serially single but tabloid eligible Draco Malfoy. Their plan is simple; spend two weeks pretending to be madly in love and then go their separate ways once the wedding’s over. It should be easy. They are, after all, cordial enemies. ON HIATUS.

Hermione Granger has a career she loves, friends she can depend on, and a nice set of hand towels for her new flat.She's single and tired of tiresome men, but that doesn't stop her from wearing beautiful lingerie underneath her serious Ministry skirts.Or having pictures taken in naughty knickers.Just once.For herself. Draco Malfoy doesn't get upset at the sight of blood, which is good, because he sees a lot of it.What he doesn't see a lot of is Hermione Granger in her unmentionables.Usually. A series of meetings and mix-ups in which one cannot possibly mean done.

Ever since monsters emerged from underground, public opinion has been divided. Many people embraced the idea that they weren't alone on the planet, and opened their hearts to the new citizens of earth. However, many humans also don't trust monsters. Monster hate crimes and other forms of monsterphobia exist the world over.When a new security guard at work is revealed to be a skeleton, your world expands, and you have to deal with problems you never expected. Including your feelings for him. Yes, there will be smut.

When Hermione Granger is accidentally cut by an old Malfoy Family Heirloom, a matrimonial blade, an ancient magic seems to think she is betrothed to the last Malfoy heir, and begins to pull her into Draco’s bed every night, at midnight. A non-epilogue compliant Dramione fan fiction. Binding queries: all binding requests of this fic have my blanket consent as long as they are for personal use only, with no intent to profit off the bind whatsoever.

Sirius Black and James Potter are successful and famous tattoo artists. Their manager Lily insists they hire a piercer to cover their busy schedules, and Sirius does not approve of that idea even slightly. This fic is now completed, but there's still sequel action going on at Marauder Ink 2: Black and Grey (if you think there's a tag missing/something I've overlooked, please get in touch - either comments or on tumblr (jennandblitz) and I can update things!)

"-I told them this wouldn’t work.” He cut in through gritted teeth as he kept his eyes onHermione, making her pulse quicken and she couldn’t help but clench her thighs together atthe rough, husky tone of his voice. He didn’t miss it; his eyes landed on her thighs and theydarkened even further. “I can’t help her when all I feel like I want to do is pin her down andfuck her into the mattress.” _______ Hermione gets into a little accident at work and is infected with a hybrid potion created tocause certain heightened side effects.Draco offers to stick around to give his work partner a little support ... if he can Occludelong enough to resist her...

“I need you to have sex with me.” Draco stared at her, sure he had misheard. “Pardon?” Hermione looked up at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. “I have it on good— I have heard— oh bloody hell,” she muttered. “I’m bad in bed. I need practice.” His lungs had entirely stopped working. “Practice,” he repeated dully. “Yes, practice.” “At sex.” “At sex.” “And you came to me why?” “Because what else are we going to do here this month?”

“Three minutes to the lift, two to the board room. I believe that gives me”—he lifted his forearm to check his watch—“eight minutes to make you come.” Fire pooled in her belly. “A bit cocky, are we?” “I’ve gotten you off in less.” ** Something strange is up with Malfoy, Hermione's fellow Auror and secret shagging partner. Ready or not, she's about to find out.

Draco and Hermione are best friends, and she swears by it. So they've crossed a few lines together. They're just friends. Porn with plot.

"'You don’t go for married women.' 'I misspoke - I don’t go for happily married women. Devoted women.' No attachments, no consequences, just a few nights of uninhibited passion - that's all it was ever supposed to be between them. No longing or dreadful desire, nothing that would prompt a divorce. Just shameless, guiltless sex. Nothing more." After a decade of marriage and conflicting life goals, a struggling Hermione and Ron decide to take part in a rather extreme experiment to improve their relationship. Following the guidance of her sister-in-law, Hermione agrees to open their marriage, believing their issues stemmed from a lack of intimacy. But once she decides to participate herself - with a wizard who infuriates her husband like no other - Hermione realises just how recklessly naive they'd been all along. Spotify Playlist

Naughty cats in their natural habitat. 30 days of KuroKen smut.

In which Louis is a spoilt rich kid who’s always on the phone while he drives and Harry is a struggling musician making his way down the mountain. It’s just a matter of time before they crash and burn. (One-shot turned into a chaptered fic!)

She’s a novice Unspeakable trying to earn her stripes. He’s a shafted Auror desperate to prove himself. When they end up forced together on a shared assignment, neither is willing to back down. But when the mission pulls them into an ancient world of mystery and adventure, they find themselves depending on each other in a race against time. EWE Dramione.

«يسوع»، صرخ. «ماذا—؟» «آسف، آسف»، قاطعتها وأغلقت عينيها وضغطت بيدها على جبهتها. «أنا فقط... آسف، أعطني ثانية لتصفية ذهني.» رفضت أن تشرح لماذا كان أول شيء رآه عند دخوله إلى ذهنها هو تذكر حي لجلسة الاستمناء الأخيرة. يا له من أمر محرج. فكرت في المشي في الغابة - أقل شيء مثير يمكن أن تفكر فيه - ثم ضاعفت من خلال تصوير نفسها في منصات Quidditch في هوجورتس. في المطر. في يناير. «حسنًا». زفرت والتقت بعينيه مرة أخرى. «حسنًا، إنه آمن الآن. تفضلي.» بدا مريبًا لكنه رفع عصاه ونطق التعويذة مرة أخرى. --- أو لا تستطيع هيرميون تذكر جزء مهم من المعلومات ولذا تم تعيين دراكو للمساعدة في العثور عليها.

A series of short, unrelated Dramione ficlets based on various prompts. Information regarding ratings, additional relationships and tags, and any relevant warnings will be included in individual chapter summaries.

Everyone knows that the egg and his toaster are in love with each other...except, of course, for the egg and toaster themselves.

Hermione is determined to give meaningful Christmas gifts to everyone in her Ministry department. Everyone. Even that anti-social arse Malfoy. DHr Advent 2019.

Internship is a part of job training or a process to directly apply the knowledge and competence gained during college in the workplace. One female student currently undertaking this activity is Harumi Gunawan. Currently, she is undergoing an internship at an advertising agency located in downtown Jakarta. Surely many of you are wondering how Harumi was able to get the opportunity to carry out her mandatory activity at this famous agency? It is heard that during college, Harumi was not an exemplary student. She often left her assignments undone, and even once received a warning from her campus for excessive absences. In short, Harumi is the typical student whose work consists only of hanging out and charming people here and there. Did Harumi bribe someone? Or is it simply Harumi's good fortune?

When CEO Jeon Jeongguk is offered a deal he can't turn down, he requires the assistance of a right-hand man to assure everything goes according to plan. What a shame the perfect candidate is no other than Park Jimin, the best lawyer in Seoul and Jeongguk's sworn enemy.

Hermione had been in her office, up to her ears redrafting Britain’s new trade agreement with Denmark, when Malfoy came swanning in wanting to ‘consult’ with her. She’d let him in, assuming that he was there about the trade deal, given that their departments had been working together on it for over a year. That he was there to be useful. He was not. If—he’d casually framed the hypothetical, as he seated himself uninvited into an armchair and conjured an elaborate tea service—if someone wanted to try doing something Muggle, how would they go about it? Deck The Halls with Dramione 2020.

She could have taken her things and gone through his Floo without a word. She could have ignored him on Monday morning, as though last night had been no more than a fever dream and too much Firewhisky. But she’d come back to bed. Inspired by the lovely NikitaJuice's "apples & cream."

For years, Draco has been complacent. His career is on track, his future is arranged, and he's adapted to the darkness plaguing his restless nights. When paired with Hermione Granger on a top secret project, he begins to question if the comfort of familiarity is enough. As long nights dwindle and their connection grows, she shines a light on possibilities he's never imagined.

Wei Ying does not have a crush on Lan Zhan anymore. Those feelings have been gone for a long time. He's over Lan Zhan. He is.Deep down, he knows they'll never be compatible in a relationship. Even though Lan Zhan is gay. Even though Lan Zhan is also into BDSM. Because Lan Zhan is a Dom.And so is he. - or, Wei Ying makes some very wrong assumptions about Lan Zhan's preferences, finds out just how far from the truth he is, and immediately makes a plan to fix it.

It started off as a celebration of Ginny’s new job, but when Draco Malfoy shows up, the rest of the evening doesn’t end as hoped — in more ways than one. Back at work and more confused than ever, Hermione aims to avoid him as much as possible, but that desire turns impossible once the Minister of Magic assigns them to the same legislation project. Unable to escape him, Hermione soon discovers that there are layers to Malfoy she has yet to uncover.

Hermione decides then and there to stop thinking she has any idea whatsoever of what to expect from Draco Malfoy. She hasn’t a clue.

The first time Hermione Granger thought about Malfoy naked, it had been a fleeting thought. The second time, an accident. But the third... The third time was definitely on purpose. And given the intensity of his responses, it certainly couldn't be helped.

"I'll have you know, Malfoy, that they didn't lose interest in me. Quite the opposite, actually." She gestured to her jewel with a superior expression. "My charmed pendant went just as dull as it is right now." "Hmm." Draco's head tilted, his eyebrow rising along with the smirk on his face. "Is that so?" - Charms don't lie.