TheStarsAreWarm
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Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy are Hospital Wing regulars. They should really stop meeting there.
Gently, the hand at the back of hers slipped away, and the palm against hers withdrew down. Her hand felt cold and tingly. She struggled to find her voice. Her throat felt dry.
“You can take one of those every four hours. No more than four in twenty-four hours,” she croaked.
“Right.” His voice was unreadable. They stood in silence for another long pause. “Well,” he concluded, “Thanks.”
“Anytime,” said Hermione, trying to sound breezy. Seriously, Hermione, she chastised herself, how many times do you think you’ll both be meeting up in the Hospital Wing? This isn’t a date. You’re not having a midnight rendezvous. You’re just having the first (and hopefully weirdest) menstrual period of your life. -
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In which Draco Malfoy feels bad about provoking a beast, and Hermione Granger learns a lot of compound swears.
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The war is over. Harry Potter is dead, and the piece of Hermione Granger that Fenrir Greyback wears around his neck will find her anywhere she runs.
Anywhere, it turns out, except a Muggle arcade in Brighton, where the last person she'd ever trust is the only one keeping her alive.
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As the last surviving member of the Order from a dystopian future, Hermione returns to sixth year with one mission: save Draco Malfoy.
Instead, she finds herself trapped in a loop, forced to relive the stretch between the Opening Feast and Draco’s death again and again.
As fractured memories begin to stir in him, Hermione—once his lover in another loop—becomes his only comfort, and Draco knows he is falling for her again.
When sacrifice becomes the only way out, a contest of martyrdom begins: unhinged, obsessive Slytherin love colliding with self-deluding, righteous Gryffindor love.
And the soul-link that lays them bare becomes their cruelest trap. Because neither of them can bear to watch the other step into the fire alone.
Grounded, Solid HEA
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Post-war Hogwarts is supposed to be peaceful.
Hermione Granger has a plan: return as Head Girl, finish her NEWTs, heal emotionally, and enjoy a calm, boring, aggressively uneventful final year of school.
Unfortunately, she forgets one crucial detail.
Draco Malfoy exists.
Specifically: Head Boy Draco Malfoy. In her bath. Uninvited. Fully clothed. Then very wet (by accident, technically). Then emotionally insufferable about bath scheduling policy.
What follows is an escalating series of poor decisions involving foam, mild workplace administration, mutual hostility, and at least one incident that absolutely should have required HR intervention.
In a castle still rebuilding itself—and full of ghosts neither of them are ready to name—Hermione’s carefully ordered year is already falling apart.
One stolen moment of peace at a time.
Hermione wanted healing.
Hogwarts delivered Malfoy.
A collection of ficlets set during Hermione’s return year at post-war Hogwarts—equal parts healing, chaos, and very questionable decision-making.
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Draco Malfoy’s life is pretty perfect.
Wildly wealthy. Devilishly handsome. A veritable parade of witches at his beck and call. And best of all, Hermione Granger is his very best friend in the world.
It’s all exactly as it should be. That is, until Granger leaves on a six-week work trip to America, and Draco realizes maybe best friend isn’t quite enough anymore.
Worse still, when she finally returns, it’s with a hunky cowboy-billionaire fiancé in tow. With his heart ripped to shreds, Granger decides to light it on fire as well:
“Will you be my maid of honor?”
Draco has got to stop this wedding. Even if that means being the one to plan it.
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After Hermione walks in on Draco trying to have an office wank—then stays to watch—they’re forced to partner for the first time on a case searching for Horcruxes throughout history.
As they move through time visiting major historical events, Hermione battles with her past and Draco contests with his future, all the while trying not to fall madly in love.