Red Asters - A Quick Dramione One Shot, Full Of Feelings. Sad Tears, Happy Tears, All The Tears. Keep

Hermione Granger and the Dramione shippers - chapter 10

Breakfast in the Great Hall

If ever there was a Guinness world record for brightest blush, Hermione was sure she would win it. She felt her cheeks reach the temperature of Mount Vesuvius’ Pyroclastic cloud that burned Herculaneum.

“How?” She asked in a whisper, to avoid drawing attention from the few students still lingering in the Great Hall. She was, pointedly, not looking at him.

“It appears, we are both curious, Granger. I think I should smirk now. I heard it does something to your insides.” And he did, in fact, smirk. But her insides were too twisted to react to it. “Anyway, you gave me enough information, so I went on a quick trip to Hastings, yesterday. By the way, sorry for standing you up. Did you have a good time with Pomona?”

Hermione nodded slightly.

“Good. Perhaps we could start a new… what’s it called? Ah, yes, ship. Would it be Pomione or Hermona? Although, I must say, I’m pretty fond of Dramione. I’ve read some… rather creative things.”

Of Drought and Downpour - Chapter 7

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57564421/chapters/149462107

Hermione peeked through the peep hole beside the entrance. Malfoy was right there, waiting for her. She heard the Fat Lady flirt with him and saw him squirm. He wore dark blue slacks and loafers, a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the first two buttons at the neck left open, and a thin blue jumper casually thrown over his broad shoulders, the sleeves of which were dangling over his muscular chest.

The dark mark had been covered by another tattoo, a phoenix, of all things. That was somehow fitting and unexpected at the same time, Hermione thought. He was, objectively speaking, beautiful. If he were a painting, she would probably get Stendhal Syndrome just by looking at him. But he wasn’t a painting. He was a person. A person with whom she shared a heavy baggage. Summoning her inner Gryffindor, she took a deep breath and stepped outside.

He smiled when he saw her. Not a smirk or a sneer but a bright, wide smile, with teeth that would make her parents squeak with glee.

“Hermione.” He paused. “Is it alright if I call you Hermione? I thought, since we are going on a date, perhaps we should be on a first name basis. But if you’re uncomfortable with that, I can still call you Granger.” His smile faltered for a brief moment.

Hermione breathed in through her nose and held her breath for a few seconds, then, as she exhaled, she said “Hello, Draco. First names are fine.” She smiled at him in return. His eyes sparkled in the candle light as he offered her his arm. Hermione placed her hand at the crook of his elbow and they quietly descended the stairs, heading towards the entrance hall.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 16

“Hey Hermione! Ready to go out for lunch?” Said Harry as he walked through the door. “I’m starving!”

“That’s new!” She deadpanned.

Harry laughed. “Hey, I still have to make up for all the times the Dursley’s made me go hungry.”

“We just have to wait a minute. We have a guest.” Said Hermione tentatively.

“Now, that is new! Who’s coming with us?” Harry asked.

At that exact moment, Malfoy, as handsome as ever, came in through the door that Harry had left open.

“Good morning, Granger, Potter. I hope I’m not too late. The redrafting of the education reform went on a little longer than expected.”

Harry gawked.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 35

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/150120247

Trying to work on a cover

The things nobody says

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55230319/chapters/140089885

This story is a work in progress. I'm not really sure when I'll update it because it's... very personal. Writing it is cathartic but at the same time gut wrenching. I will finish it at some point, hopefully by the end of the year. 

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 34

A new chapter is now up. Hermione fights for justice, Draco discovers muggle entertainment.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/149646928

Hermione walked into the conference room, every Head o Department stood to greet her and she replied and shook hands as she walked towards her chair at the head of the table. When she sat down everyone followed her example and the chatter died down.

“Good morning. As you all know, Mr Miles resigned and we are here to elect a new Head for the Department of International Magical Cooperation. We have two candidates to choose from, they will come in and present their views and ideas and then we will vote. Each of you has a copy of the candidates’ CVs. After the election we will have a round table discussion. We have many reforms going on at the same time and I think it wise to share information.” Hermione looked around the table at each Head of Department and then nodded to Eniiyi to let in the candidates.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 40

As I approach the end of my first long fiction, life is getting a bit in the way. Chapter 41 will probably be up in a couple of weeks. I'm unfortunately lagging behind with my other fic Of Drought and Downpour. Hopefully, I'll get back on track soon. Meanwhile, I hope you like this chapter. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/153206431

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 21

“Granger.” Zabini and Nott said in unison, slightly nodding in acknowledgment. 

She held out her hand to each of them in turn and, of course, they did the pretend kiss instead of shaking it like normal people. Pureblood etiquette! She managed not to roll her eyes. She should give herself another Order of Merlin First Class just for this incredible act of self-control.

“Zabini, Nott. A pleasure to meet you. Your muggle tuxedos are perfect, I suppose Pansy helped?”

“I can’t speak for Blaise, but I’m always perfect.” Smirked Nott. Hermione laughed, Draco snorted.

Zabini rolled his eyes. “Nott, if it weren’t for Pansy, you would have come here looking like my Great Aunt Cornelia when she comes back from vacationing around the world wearing bits and bobs from every country.”

“Now I absolutely need to meet her!” Chuckled Hermione.

“Three Snakes and a Lioness, I could write a story about this and become even more famous than Beedle the Bard” came Pansy’s voice. She was wearing a long black dress, with a high slit and a high neckline, the bodice was covered in lace. Her eyes quickly met Hermione’s who nodded imperceptibly.

“This is Agathe Fournier, my girlfriend.” She looked her friends in the eyes and squeezed Agathe’s hand. Agathe was rather petite, her hair was a light shade of brown and it was tied in a low bun at the nape of her neck. She was wearing a pink dress, with a corseted top and a full tulle skirt that reached her calves. She smiled timidly.

“Hello Agathe, I’m Hermione. I’m so happy to meet you.” Hermione shook her hand vigorously.

“Nice to meet you Hermione. Pansy told me you are her first client here in Britain.” Unlike Fleur, Agathe barely had a French accent.

Draco took Agathe’s hand and brought it towards his lips without actually kissing it. “Enchanté. I’m Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.”

Hermione barely held back a snort. She could actually picture Draco as a wizarding James Bond. Nott and Zabini pretend-kissed Agathe’s hand, introduced themselves and greeted Pansy.

“Pans, are all witches this beautiful in France? Because I’m thinking of moving there if that’s the case.” Theo whispered, all too loudly, in his friend’s ear.

“The witches of Great Britain would be devastated to lose you, I’m sure.” Scoffed Blaise from behind.

Pansy rolled her eyes. “If you behave, I might think about introducing you to someone. Salazar knows it’s about time you two gave up your rakish ways.”

“You sound like my mother, Pans.” Laughed Draco as they reached their seats in the center of the Grand Tier.

Just because I need my mum to get better 🤞🏻