Best Hermione Draco Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Since I’m not exactly sure how long I will be away for a hike in the woods today, my best girlfriend since the third grade, Kyra, offered to watch Draco overnight at her place. “Draco, come on bud. There’s no need to act like such a drama llama.” I called after him, rolling my eyes and stalking after him. Although Draco is a male, he’s honestly the prissiest princess I have ever met. To be honest though, I’m the only one to blame for the majority of his bratty behavior, because I spoiled him rotten. I’m the problem, it’s me.

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

Her poor parents might have a heart attack if they see her tongue cut. "I guess you know better than to dare me, female," He stated, running his eyes over her body. When they trailed up to meet hers, Draco's heart nearly stopped. She had almost the same eyes as her, he thought. The urge to reach out brimmed within him. He wanted to touch those eyes so badly. Don't, he told himself as he reined in his control.

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.

The bond pulled stronger every time Draco laughed or moved at the other end of the table. Draco was in a good mood from the win. He was loud, telling stories, slapping guys on the back. I watched him from the corner of my eye while I drank more. The alcohol loosened something inside me. The hatred was still there but the heat made it mix with other feelings I did not want. My hole kept leaking slowly. My thighs felt slick under my jeans. I drank another beer, then another. The room started spinning a little. I stood up to go to the bathroom but the floor felt unsteady. I bumped into someone on the way and when I turned around it was Draco. He was standing right there, close enough that his s

"Draco! Today's our marking night, and if you walk out now, I'll have my father publicly denounce your leadership tomorrow!" Draco stopped and turned to her with a feral and bloodshot gaze. Then, he raised his hand and grabbed her throat. "I've agreed to make you my Luna, so why wasn't that enough for you? If Lea's gone, I'll kill you without a second thought, and your incompetent Beta father, Liam!" He flung her onto the floor and ground his heel into her fingers. "That's for what you did to Lea." … That night, Draco turned the pack grounds upside down like a complete madman, but he found no trace of me.

The low murmur of conversation and clinking of glasses did nothing to settle the restless energy coiling in my muscles. I felt a light tap on my back as I turned to meet Dalia, who was dressed in a silk evening gown with her hair flowing in waves down her shoulders. "We are placed close to each other," she said, leading me to the front row tables as I saw my name on the seat and Tyrion's beside it. The sight of our names together on that little card made something possessive and unwanted unfurl in my chest. The table was a round table of six with me, Gretchen, and Kaida, and each of our selected partners. Gretchen was already seated with a boy I knew as Kai next to her. Kai wasn't one with m

Only after the door closed with a click and I heard his receding footsteps in the hallway did I look up. With a light slap on his arm, I threw Draco an accusing look, which made him shrug. “I want some alone time with my mate. That’s all.” He reached out to touch my face, and our eyes met. Draco’s eyes were filled with tender affection as he cradled my face like a precious jewel which he couldn’t get enough of. The sheer intensity of the situation kept me frozen, unable to glance away from those piercing gray orbs that promise sweet nothings.

They sat in the training yard. The dawn came up. "She's going to say yes," Draco said. "You don't know that," Rocco said. "I do," Draco said. "I know because I know her. She has been waiting for this." He held his gaze. "She has been watching you be present and honest and patient for months and she has been waiting." He held his gaze. "She is going to say yes." Rocco held his gaze. "And if she doesn't," Draco said, "I will be very surprised."

Angelica said with confidence. Draco sneered, his head nodded. "That sounded like a bunch of nonsense, but I'd be happy if it came true. It would give me time to carry out my plan." "What's your plan?" Angelica asked, trying to sound nonchalant. Draco smiled faintly. "Will you help me? I'm sure we'll succeed if we work together." Angelica pondered. She actually didn't want to get close to Draco. However, remembering how Louis had responded to her, she realized that her mission would be difficult to do alone.