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赫敏說服德拉科為命令監視，她成為他的管理員。但他真正的動機是什麼？當他還在自己弄清楚的時候很難說。 獲勝者：2022 年紅色最佳德拉米奧內小說第四名戰爭第二名 BAMF！赫敏 ... 德拉科截了她「你可能擁有我的魔杖，但你無法控制這裡的信息流。這不是你的生活在線上。」 格蘭傑對他的說法感到憤怒。「我的生活每天都在危險。」 「所以。是。我的。」他回頭哭了。「把我他媽的魔杖給我，當你聯繫我時不要這麼明顯。」 她閉了眼睛。「我已經告訴你下次我會更加小心。」 她最好 「還有一件事。」 「什麼，馬爾福？」她不知道，仍然生氣，她沒有得到她想要的信息。 他指著她，讓她明白這有多重要。「你需要學習隱藏性。如果你被抓，我就死了。」 她不禁地看著回頭。「我們兩個都是。」 他不能反對這一點。 她把他的魔杖扔到地板上，發生了裂縫。

如果赫敏格蘭傑擅長的一件事，那就是使用魔法來解決她的問題。而這次她的問題就是性 幸運的是，她有了完美的解決方案：一個被專利的日夢吊飾迷上的盒子。每當她打開它時，她都會發現自己在夢境中，在那裡她可以毫無風險地生活自己最髒的幻想。 不過，魔法有點棘手。出於某種原因，馬爾福一直在和她一起出現。感謝上帝，這只是一個幻想，如果那真的是他，她永遠不會過去。 與此同時，德拉科決心想弄清楚他媽的是誰在詛咒他遭受他的秘密童年愛情的高度逼真的色情幻覺。當他找到罪犯的時候，就會有地獄要付出來

"On a scale of one to ten, how comfortable would you say you are with me physically?" she asked."Zero."Hermione's lips pursed in annoyance because she really should have seen that coming. How charming that the extent of his arseholery could still surprise her. In which Hermione is determined to find a loophole to free her from a forced marriage with Draco Malfoy. But with only two weeks until they are legally required to consummate, it would be irresponsible not to prepare for every contingency.

“Okay, what we know so far.” Hermione listed, "One, our magic is drawing us together. Two, we can use each other’s wands. Three, there were actual sparks when you touched me." After an infant binding ritual magically joins Hermione and Draco to counteract the Black family blood curse, they must navigate the secret binding through their years together at Hogwarts.

赫敏格蘭傑和德拉科·馬爾福從未打算炸毀他們一生的工作，但這更是他們去做的。現在，他們已經被困在過去 200 年之前，他們擁有破碎的時間轉換器、一個失去的煙草盒、少數女兒過度符合條件的女兒，以及一位穿著斜紋針織開衫的家精靈。如果他們停止爭論足夠長時間才能使用它們，就需要他們敏銳的智力的綜合力量來帶回家。事實證明，歷史只是一次又一個可怕的事故。 對於哈利波特、簡·奧斯汀和康妮·威利斯的粉絲來說，這是一部歷史性浪漫喜劇，一切關於時間，以及從中脫離它。

Voldemort intended the object to be used by his most loyal follower in the event that his horcruxes were destroyed, but it ended up in Hermione’s possession instead. It sent her back to a time when he was much less the monster that she’d always known him to be. Nothing could have prepared her for the intelligence and charm of Tom Riddle. He isn’t who she thought he was. Hermione discovers that it’s a dark descent into the madness of the man she should hate, but can’t… a descent she will never emerge from. COMPLETE

Approaching his last semester as a student of U.A., Izuku is almost looking forward to whatever kind of "team-building exercise" that Aizawa has planned, before Classes 3-A and 3-B are combined into one super-class. He's looking forward to getting to know some of the members of 3-B better! He doesn't quite understand why he's been put in a group with six women for this exercise, but they're all capable heroes-to-be (even if they're all distractingly attractive), so he won't complain! Before the exercise even begins, a stranger approaches Izuku, and before he knows what's happening, he and the six girls are sent somewhere strange, waking up in a prehistoric paradise that doesn't quite make sense. Unfortunately, it seems like their clothes didn't make the trip! What are these seven students to do, when they're stuck together for who knows how long? Well, they're certainly going to get closer, that's for sure.

Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit! (AU where Avians (winged folk), Galra, humans and merfolk cohabit earth. Shiro and Keith are avian soldiers, Lance is the youngest son of a Queen, Hunk is also a merman and Pidge is still looking for her family. They get caught up in a war.) NB: on hiatus but not abandoned (sorry for long absence :(). Some outtake updates have been posted in the series tho!

Hermione Granger is lost. More than a year after the war, she struggles to find the right path for her life outside of Hogwarts. Still haunted by fear and loss, and faced with a new world that seems less promising than she’s always imagined, Hermione feels herself caught at a dead end — and the nightmares don’t help, either. When she runs into a familiar face on the night of her birthday, Hermione feels a spark of hope for the first time in a long time. Then, an opportunity for a fresh start presents itself, along with an old nemesis who seems to reignite her need to fight: both for herself, and for the life she’s always wanted. Hermione jumps headfirst into a journey that forces her to face all of the things she wants to forget, while learning to cherish the messy, beautiful things she is called to remember — scars and all. A post-war, slow-burn, enemies to lovers Dramione story about healing, redemption, and second chances. Featuring a full cast of your favourite snarky Slytherins.

Vox agrees to help Shoto with his heat-- as a friend, of course. // Shoto parted his lips insensately as Vox drew closer, and was moved by how gentle he was with him. Vox’s fingers brushed his cheekbone in a caress, and his eyes closed as their mouths met in something breathtakingly intimate. It wasn’t particularly passionate or chaste, but somewhere in the middle– careful. Vox knew Shoto wasn’t his, but that they also weren’t uncommitted. Vox was kissing him not as a friend, or as an omega; he was kissing him as Shoto. When the kiss reached its end, Shoto was more confused than ever. He didn’t know which side was in control anymore, because what they had just experienced– it had simply felt right.

Stray Kids OT8 sliding into happy polyamory, as documented by their chat logs. minnieinnie: so this is the hyung chatminnieinnie: what do you guys normally talk about in here?binbinbin: grown up stuffthreecats: what ramen brand tastes the bestchanniehyungie: grown up stuffchanniehyungie: minho please Click here for a summary of plot points, lists of usernames and chat titles.Orgies / group sex (whole group) in chapters 35, 55 and 79 ;)

“You need an orgasm.” That was absolutely the last thing she’d thought Draco Malfoy would ever say to her. Did he even consider her a sexual creature? How interesting. But regardless, his advice was useless because orgasms weren’t something she had ready access to. “Excellent advice.” She turned a corner suddenly and quickly trotted up the steps. He barely faltered, keeping up with her seamlessly, uncowed by her unwelcoming tone. “That sounded sarcastic.” “Ten points to Slytherin,” she said, even more sarcastically, and then winced when she remembered that, as Head Girl, she actually had the authority to grant them and would probably see an additional ten emeralds in their vessel at dinner. Bugger. ——— Or where Hermione has never had an orgasm and Draco cannot abide. (This has turned into a full-on sexploration with a lil burgeoning romance, and is my ode to sex, good communication, and all my favorite tropes)

"Found you!" Lance says, vaulting over the back of the couch. He lands with a soft thump that bounces Keith up in his seat. "Hey, I've got a question for you. You don't have to answer it, but, uh, have you met your soulmate?" "No," says Keith, "I haven't." I shouldn't. --update: there's art now!!!!! ahhhhhhh edit: PLEASE NOTE THE 'NOT REALLY CHARACTER DEATH' TAG. NO ONE STAYS DEAD, FRIENDS.

Assorted prompted ficlets of varying lengths. All Dramione.Ratings and any relevant warnings are listed in the chapter summary of the particular ficlet.

What if there was another Targaryen? One who had remained hidden due to the circumstances of her birth? And what if Alicent Hightower hatched a plan to keep her in control of the Green's - a plan that involved marriage to her son, Aemond Targaryen.

Hermione Granger constructed a predictable life for herself following the war. However, she realizes that within the constraints of control there is no room for want. In an uncharacteristic move, she flees her life in London to visit Neville, who works as a gardener at the Zabini Estate in Italy. The Estate, now a wellness retreat for elderly witches and wizards, is also the refuge of three of her Slytherin classmates that she has not seen since the war. This is a story of overcoming assumptions, judgmental garden gnomes, flowers, and the quest for contentment. **Complete**

Draco Malfoy, Head of Veela Affairs at the Department of Magical Beings, does not do people favours. Harry Potter, recently turned werewolf, is not “people” – not to Draco anyway. Does Draco plan to fall in love with Harry when he decides to help him? No. Does he end up falling in love with him anyway? Pft, what do you think?

Nick leans over. "Oh," he says, his voice smug. "Who is that?" Harry just blinks at his phone. "Um," he manages to stammer out. "Who's that, Harry?" Nick asks again, but this time he raises his eyebrows and smirks. Harry knows Nick is just teasing, and that he's not really looking for new Harry Styles gossip, but, um. He might have found something. Accidentally. Harry opens his mouth to speak, but all that comes out is another 'um'. He really needs to work on translating his thoughts into words. But then it probably wouldn't be any help right now, would it? His mind is as blank as a newly erased etch-a-sketch. "Oh," Nick says again, this time gleefully, seemingly having picked up on Harry's distress. "Looks like we've got a story here! Are you going to call or delete her number?" Her number. So Nick thinks it's a girl. Well, Harry can't blame him: 'Lou' is kind of an androgynous nickname. His stylist's name is Lou. But this Lou, well, Louis, he's kind of, really, really not a girl. He's really pretty though, which, is something. (Or: AU where Harry's in One Direction, Louis isn't, and they reconnect over a game of 'Call or Delete'.)

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.

There it was. That sound. Carina recognised that sound because it was a weekly event. Every Saturday, the same time, the same sound, the same person. Carina hated the predictability. It was honestly getting to be a bit of a bore.The sound of the motorcycle got louder as it approached outside and then it stopped. Which meant it was soon to be followed by* Ding ding *There it was, the chime from the store door. She was here. That Marina AU where one's a florist and the other, a tattoo artist with a motorcycle. And they're both equally slow to realize they're falling in love with one another.

Three years after leaving Hogwarts, Hermione is at the top of her field and presenting a breakthrough potion at a worldwide conference in Paris. When there are threats on her life by a radical wolf pack, she's assigned security for the week. As fate would have it, her security just happens to be the same man who was her first love.

It doesn't explain why he's lying on the floor, with Harry Styles, of all people, planking on top of him. As in, seventeenth most influential person in London, pop-star-turned-rock-star Harry Styles. The same Harry Styles who has had countless model girlfriends, left, right and centre. Also the same Harry Styles who has been the subject of Louis' wet dreams since he was about eighteen. (Or: Louis is a Radio 1 DJ and Harry is a pop-star he interviews.)

In the middle of a war, Hermione is stuck in the middle of nowhere. With Draco Malfoy.Without her friends, her magic, or her books, she has only her wits to rely on to survive her plight- to say nothing of her company. They've declared a truce, but somehow Draco keeps slipping past all her defences. Stranded together in the wilderness, Hermione and Draco are in for cold nights, endless snark, bad wine, and some interesting scars.

Victor falls in love with Yuuri every single time they touch each other. Yuuri loves him from the beginning. Chinese Version

Draco can think of only one way to outclass his pleat-front-khaki-wearing politician ex, and that’s by making headlines with an obvious upgrade. And who better to upstage the cheating bastard than the Saviour of the World, Harry Potter himself? Sure, Potter is a little rough around the edges in ripped jeans, a rumpled tartan shirt, and a permanent scowl. Draco reckons a haircut and a shave wouldn’t hurt, either. But Potter is also in need of a Healer willing to keep his secrets, and Draco is just the man for the job. It’s a perfectly reasonable exchange. They need only attend a couple parties arm-in-arm, smile nicely for the paparazzi, and tolerate each other long enough to convince everyone they’re smitten. In return, Draco will keep Potter alive and in one piece. But it isn’t long before Draco realises he might be in over his head, because Potter is ten tonnes of trouble packed into a leather jacket, and seems keen on hurtling himself towards death on the back of a flying motorbike. And that says nothing of Potter’s penchant for fire-breathing beasts and things that bite. Ah well, at least they’ll have some fun while it lasts. After all, Draco always did like a bit of danger.

Zhongli, for as knowledgeable a man as he is, apparently does not know about certain intricacies of relationships in the present day. He’s perfectly fine in many aspects of a relationship (you know first-hand, considering you’re romantically involved with him), but apparently, disclosing his polyamorous tendencies isn’t something he had considered to do. Before now. “I’m elated to see that you’re getting along, Y/N, Childe. It’s a relief to have one’s lovers be amicable towards one another.” Why exactly Zhongli thought it would be a good idea to drop this bomb on you while you’re sitting across from his other (apparent) lover—Childe, Tartaglia, a goddamn harbinger—is beyond you, but suddenly, you begin to fear for your life.

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.

"We’ll call ourselves the new romantics: partners in crime, 21st century millennials making money out of marriage. Like a movie, but in real life." What do you do when you're set to inherit billions from your recently deceased grandfather's will, but only on grounds that you must be legally married? Easy. You hire someone to play husbands with.

To anyone looking in from the outside, Professor Park Jimin seems to have it all—the brains, the looks, the career. What more does he need? But he feels inert, like life has no excitement in store for him. Nothing to look forward to and nothing awaiting him. Until Jeon Jungkook, his student and the captain of the university’s soccer team, walks into his life and turns his entire world upside down.

“Malfoy, we have to slow it down!” Harry yells over the growing racket of the time turner. Harry’s not sure how, exactly, they’re going to do that, but they have to try. Malfoy looks at him wildly, and hesitates for only a second before grabbing his arm. Harry looks uncomprehendingly at Malfoy’s hand on his arm. “We’ll be stronger together!” Malfoy shouts. Oh. Right. The spell. Harry points his wand at the time turner, along with Malfoy. “Finite Incantatum!” The time turner only seems to grow stronger. A bright light begins to glow out from the center of the device, reaching its edges over to Harry and Malfoy. The last thing Harry sees is Malfoy’s worried face, and then darkness. ——— In which Harry and Draco have a time-turner accident, and many things go wrong, but a lot of things also go right. Featuring: reptilian bonding night, canon-inaccurate animagus lessons, and a fuck-ton of pining. aka the fic where Harry finds his family, and fights to keep them.

Lexa Woods is a millionaire playgirl and the sole inheritor to the Woods Enterprise Holdings fortune after her parents passed away in a tragic accident. Since then, she’s completely satisfied living a life involving endless booze, women, and parties. Although she is still a senior (and has been for 2 years now) at the prestigious UCLA, college education and real-life responsibilities doesn’t concern her. She’s envied, wanted, and rich, and that’s all that matters. That all changes however, once she meets the beautiful and mysterious Clarke Griffin – a dedicated student struggling to support herself and her younger brother, who isn’t at all intrigued by Lexa’s self-destructive lifestyle. Although both women are from two very different worlds, Lexa is determined to get to know more about the only girl who, up until now, has been the only one able to make her feel alive. She wants – No, NEEDS – to find a way to make Clarke see that there is more to her than meets the eye… that there is more hidden away to the girl behind the mask. **Read if you want to: Laugh your ass off, fall in love with the dynamic duo known as Aden and Raven, and fall even more in love with CLEXA :)**

Vi is freed after only two months, without explanations. Back to the Lanes, she heads to the Last Drop in search of her sister. She's only got two goals now: to care for Powder and get even with Silco. Things get complicated when she realises she might have to pick and chose. Or how Silco ends up with two daughters, one somewhat less enthusiastic than the other...

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.

Draco finds out something pertaining to the war that Hermione would do anything to prevent from getting out. How far is she willing to go to protect her secret? WINNER: 2022 Top Dramione Fics on Reddit2nd Place Dom!Draco (but he's totally a switch here) .................. “One evening. For one evening I’ll do…” She took a deep breath to steel herself. “I’ll do whatever you want.” He stopped in front of her, looming over her body, close. So close that she felt his hot breath on the top of her head. Slowly, she looked up from the shirt on his chest and into his eyes. They were hooded, and darker than she remembered. “Whatever I want?” His voice was hushed and deep, and she felt it in her bones. “Yes,” she whispered, and did her best to still the fear and sick thrill of anticipation that had sparked inside her. “Alright, Granger,” he said with a smirk, and then spoke in a low voice. “You’ve got yourself a deal.” She had no idea what she had just agreed to.

Merlin dashes fiercely at the tears that have started to trickle down his face, and waits. Because if Arthur wants to take him back to Camelot as a prisoner, to a cold cell and death in the grey morning – if that is what Arthur wants, Merlin will let him, because he can’t deny Arthur anything. And Arthur takes Merlin’s shoulders in a hard, almost bruising grip, and he’s breathing hard, and Merlin’s crying messily, because he just can’t seem to stop and he’s more scared than he’s ever been in his life.