Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 34

Red Asters - a quick Dramione one shot, full of feelings. Sad tears, happy tears, all the tears. Keep your tissues ready, don't tell me I didn't warn you.

He had always been beautiful. Even when his features had been pointy and his face distorted in an angry sneer, she had always known he was objectively beautiful. His hair was so distinctive of him, she could spot him anywhere, in a crowd, from a distance, as he zoomed in the sky on that bloody broom all her friends seemed to love. She always knew where he was. Sometimes, in class, she would find herself staring into the back of his neck, where the silvery white of his hair met the pearly white of his skin, as if hypnotized. Nobody ever noticed, luckily, but she blushed anyway when she snapped back to reality, barely in time to prevent her fingers from brushing against his skin. His eyes, though she didn’t have many chances to look into them, if not when they were spitting venom at each other, she knew their unique shade of grey was another tassel added to the overall beauty of his face. She appreciated the beauty of the box, even though it seemed to contain only hatred and spite. Somehow, though, he had always been sure that, digging deeper, beauty and kindness could be found within him, too. She felt it in her bones.

When everyone had laughed at the poem the gnome had sang to her best friend in second year, she had blushed furiously, knowing she had been this close to doing something similar. To this day, she still remembered the silly poem she had written and immediately incendioed. Writing poetry was not one of her talents.

He smirks and he sneers,

He hangs with the worst peers.

But his hair shines like goblin wrought silver,

When he looks at me, I feel my heart quiver.

Hermione Granger and the Dramione Shippers - chapter 2

The things nobody says

Chapter 2 is now up

She slept less and less every night. She managed to focus on work when she was in the office, but as soon as she was done for the day, she would start spiralling. Episodes like the one she’d had when she first found out started happening more often. By the end of the third trimester, she had at least one a day when Steve was away and two or three times a week when he was home.

Until, one day, she had a very ugly episode at work. She panicked after one of those endless, useless, meetings that could have been an email. She was about to leave the conference room, thinking how it had all been a waste of time and she should have left hours ago. A voice in her head had said that if the babies had already been born she would have been in trouble. She would have been late picking them up from day-care and, if that happened too often, social services would have to be called and her children would be taken away from her because she was a terrible mother. Then, her children would hate her forever and they would get into bad friendships, and then they would get addicted to drugs or alcohol and they would get in trouble with the law and end up in jail and it would all be her fault.

She collapsed on a chair, her pupils dilated, her breath frantic. She tried to get back in control of her body but people where all over her, touching her, telling her what to do, shouting over one another. An ambulance was called and she was taken to a hospital. After her breathing and heartrate had been brought back to normal, she had been taken to the psychiatric ward.

Great, now everyone would think she was crazy!

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 35

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

Of Drought and downpour - Chapter 10

Where we get a glimpse of what happened with the previous coven and discover the naughty side of Molly Prewet and Arthur Weasley.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57564421/chapters/151933198

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 39

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/152555209

Wands up

RIP Dame Maggie Smith

Part 5 - to be continued

Hermione’s day began with the slytherin first years. Matilda Flint walked straight towards her as soon as she stepped inside the classroom. “Professor Granger, I’m sorry about last week. I dodn’t mean anythig about the ring. I was confused.”

“It’s alright, Miss Flint. Just focus on your studies, rather than your Professors’ private lives.”

Her classmates were getting nervous, trying to stop Matilda from saying something she shouldn’t. Hermione was torn between exploiting the situation or protecting her students. She obviously chose the latter. She shooed Flint back to her seat putting her classmates out of their misery.

Her second period was free, but she refused to look at her phone. Third period she had 7th year Slytherins and Gryffindors. She was sure that Alicia Avery had a crush on Draco, she was the main reason why Draco had asked her to fake date him.

Avery didn’t disappoint. She walked through the door talking loudly to Belinda Bott (heir to the Bertie Bott’s fortune). “I saw him go out last night, he was so handsome with the green blazer. I’m sure he’s the perfect boyfriend, generous, smart. A proper gentleman.” She ended with a sigh. Bott continued. “And he is so in love with her! I hope she realizes how lucky she is.” More sighs followed. “I wonder if they kissed.”

Draco had written to her as soon as he’d opened his eyes. But she hadn’t read his message. He’d managed to get hold of Avery, she was the only one he could trust with this. He needed her to remind Hermione about their kiss. He wished he could speak openly to her and declare his feelings. But he was afraid she would run if he did. After class, Avery  and Bott came to update him. “Professor, we did as we had agreed. I think she’s just about ready to crack.” “Great job, ladies. Time for phase 4. Unleash the badgers.”

With a nod, Avery and Bott left Draco’s office and head towards the Great Hall. Before heading to the Slytherin table they stopped  to speak with the  Hufflepuff prefects.

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 22

Hermione stirred as the light of the rising sun grew stronger. She felt a warm arm around her waist and someone’s breath coming from somewhere entirely too close to her lips. It took her brain a few seconds to remember where she was, and with whom. Bloody hell. She’d spent the night on a godforsaken beach in Cornwall snogging Draco Malfoy! She kept her eyes closed, she needed to think. 

Was this a good thing? What would Ron and the kids say about this? Rose was dating Scorpius! That would be awkward, wouldn’t it? And what would the Wizarding World think of this? Oh shit! She was the Minister of Magic and he was a member of the Wizengamot. There weren’t any laws against it but surely people would have things to say. Not that she hadn’t wanted it. She had come here willingly and had enjoyed it very much. Part of her actually wished they had even gone beyond snogging. But… they were on a beach! Anyone could have seen them!

As she lost control over her spiraling thoughts, she felt him stir as he too woke up. She closed her eyes even tighter.

“Good morning, Hermione.” He whispered. Then, his eyes focused on her scrunched-up face and he said. “I was awakened by the sound of your brain thinking too many thoughts at the same time.” He kissed her forehead.

“Good morning, Draco.” She said, eventually opening her eyes. “It’s just… I realized that coming here wasn’t perhaps the smartest idea.” She saw his face morphing into a frown and immediately clarified. “Not that I regret this. I like spending time with you and this was… nice. But we shouldn’t have slept here, in the open. Anybody could have seen us.”

“I’m sorry. You are right, I should have apparated us back home. I didn’t think of the possible consequences. Hopefully, nobody saw us. I suppose you wouldn’t want to let the world know about this.” He pushed down with his hands to sit up, his eyes sad and downcast. She sat up with him and placed a hand on his cheek.

“I am not ashamed of this, Draco. But we haven’t even really started dating, and I only recently finalized my divorce. I would just like to come out with this on our own terms, not the Prophet’s.” She leaned towards him, pulled his face down and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

“Can we start dating today? I’d like to apparate us to my house. There we can have breakfast, get changed and spend the rest of Sunday doing whatever you like.” His eyes were bright now, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“If you promise that Carson won’t poison me.” She teased.

Red Asters

A soul-bond Dramione one-shot.