All Malfoys are Ferrets. No Grangers are Ferrets. Unless a certain Granger is a Malfoy. Then that Granger is a Ferret. Too bad that Granger was soon to be a Weasel. Then that Weasel cannot be a Ferret. Which is why something had to be done. Fast.

Poemfic to U.A. Fanthorpe's 'Atlas'. There is a kind of love called maintenance, but no matter how hard it can be sometimes, they're the only ones who can keep each other in the air. :Dramione, drabble, flufftastic!:

"Stop being so cheerful!" Severus barked out, pointing his forefinger at Draco in dire accusation. "Stop it! Now!" D/Hr, SnapePOV. One-shot, purely humorous!

When his house-elf tries to kill him, Draco turns to Hermione for help.

Essays. I've always loved them. That is, until someone started messing with my essays...

A fic completely in dialogue. Warning: Major Fluff ahead. Dramione oneshot.

If ever there was a holiday to be despised, it was Halloween. Why? Because it had severely injured his hair. His hair. His beautiful, luxurious hair. And if there was anything worse, it was having it mocked in its time of much needed condolence.

Draco wants to dump Hermione but things do not go according to his plans and somehow he ends up in a situation where getting beaten by Potter and Weasley actually sounds like a good idea.

one-shot, two years after Hogwarts, Draco finds a cat in a tower and tells her everything that is bothering him, not knowing that there is no such thing as an normal cat in Hogwarts... sweet and inocent Dramione. epiloge of last book never happend!

It's St. Patrick's Day, and Hermione comes to realize that she owns nothing green. Nothing. Sore and irritated with getting pinched, she's desperate. And it just so happens that her roommate is a Slytherin...so he's sure to own something green. Isn't he?

Hermione travels to Australia on a search for her parents. Neville offers to accompany her and, much to their surprise, so does Draco. Written for the dmhgficexchange

As he waits for her, he contemplates over them. DHr

Oneshot. Hermione is curious of the form her husbands Patronus. An awkward subject for him to endure, Draco refuses to answer.

At a party, there's an argument between Hermione, Ginny, and Malfoy about who has more self control. Hermione and Ginny say women do, but Malfoy says men do. But who can prove it?

Draco and Hermione discuss an interesting subject: Thongs. Drabble.

by Draco Malfoy... I got bored, and decided to see what I could come up with. Read it, and maybe you'll like it. Complete and utter Dramione fluff

She hated Voldemort. She hated Harry. She hated Ron. She hated Ginny, Cho, Neville, Seamus, Dean, Padma, Parvati, Blaise, Pansy, Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Moody, and the world. But at that moment, she hated Malfoy the most.

She was happy, she really was. She had a loving husband, a beauty that even the stars would envy, and all the riches she could dream of. But on Hallows' eve, many changes can happen, throwing her life completely out of balance.

Take one Hermione Granger, one Draco Malfoy. Have them drink a love potion. Lock them up in a room together...oh, what fun! With HG and RP. Warning: Adult themes.

Holy Pants of Ravenclaw! If I had known that Muggles could do this I wouldn't have gone on about Purebloods so much!

I bet you all can't imagine me, Draco Malfoy, working in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Me. But hey, they say a career builds character. Or something like that. DMHG oneshot.

Harry wants a party. Draco and Hermione have to plan it. Written for the Who Would Have Guessed Ficathon

Draco Malfoy is bound and determined to make it inside his girlfriend's private room, no matter what sort of obstacles are in his way. Too bad he forgot about her cat. DHr.

The dictionary Hermione summons when trying to settle an argument in Scrabble isn't the standard one she was expecting.

Or, Why a Wizard Should Keep a Pensieve Handy. Draco/Hermione