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Hermione didn’t know why she was nervous. It’s Malfoy, she told herself for the third time. Whatever he was planning or doing, whatever Harry thought he was doing; it was just Malfoy. Hermione wondered if she told herself that enough times, she’d finally believe it.

We’ve got the Classic Fics tag, but I guess it’s time for a little update.

Here are the fics I’d personally consider Dramione classics (but it doesn’t mean they’ll be to everyone’s liking):

Isolation by Bex-chan

The Fallout by everythursday (and other works by the same author such as When the Bell Tolls and Parade of the Sun)

God of the Lost by Gravidy

Of Crimson Joy by LittleRobbin

A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy by Countess of Abe

The Politician's Wife by pir8fancier

Room Serviced by pir8fancier

The Dragon's Bride by Rizzle

The Fool, the Emperor, and the Hanged Man by ianthewaiting

Out of the Silent Planet by ianthe_waiting

Aurelian by BittyBlueEyes

Bus Stop by Marmalade Fever

The Revenant by atalanta84

Broken by inadaze22

Turncoat by elizaye

Clean by olivieblake, MARKED by olivieblake

Eros & Psyche by RZZMG

A Pound of Flesh by PennilynNovus

The Nietzsche Classes by Beringae

We Learned the Sea by floorcoaster

Heavy Lies the Crown by floorcoaster

What the Room Requires by Alydia Rackham

Revenge Is All The Sweeter by Twilight to Midnight

The Bracelet by AkashaTheKitty

Secrets by AkashaTheKitty

Apple Pies and Other Amends by ToEatAPeach

Thirteenth Night by Nelpher

Amateur Cartography by worksofstone

Blindsided by secretdiary

Fairy Stone by Colubrina

The Green Girl by Colubrina

The Muddy Princess by Colubrina

Ardent Bonds by Musyc

A Muggle-born Magic by Musyc

Presque Toujours Pur by ShayaLonnie

Jealousy by rainsrabble

Friend Number Three by riptey

Ordinary People by inadaze22

Uncoffined by lady_of_clunn

Cruel and Beautiful World by Lena Phoria

Repercussions by scifichick774

Static by galfoy

Hunted by Bex-chan

Water by kissherdraco

Devil's Deal by LA DIABLESA

Simply Irresistible by bookworm1993

It's All Uncharted by redhead414

The Request by redhead414

Valentine Encounter by Kyra4

Seven Times by kerriclifford240879

Five Days by RavieSnake

Draconian by hepburnettes

Tender Vengeance by Margot_le_Faye

New classics/On their way to become classics:

Manacled by senlinyu

All You Want by senlinyu

Wait and Hope by mightbewriting

Revert by SUPRNTRAL LVR

The Eagle's Nest by HeartOfAspen

Chronos Historia by In_Dreams

Howl For Me by Kittenshift17

The Auction by LovesBitca8

The Right Thing To Do by LovesBitca8

Hot for Teacher by MotherofBulls

The Alkahest by shadukiam

Breath Mints / Battle Scars by Onyx_and_Elm

The Gloriana Set by ThebeMoon

The Troublesome Thing About Time by LadyKenz347

Traditions by raven_maiden

Love In A Time Of The Zombie Apocalypse by Rizzle

The Commoner's Guide to Bedding a Royal by olivieblake

An Unexpected Malfoy by RiverWriter

I’m sure there’re more fics which could be considered classic Dramione stories that I’ve missed.

365 relationships; draco malfoy and hermione granger

dramione fanfiction as netflix tv shows:[1/?]: The Fallout by everythursday (x)

Hour: One

When does war begin?

Hermione thinks she could probably trace it back to her first year at Hogwarts, because a war began then, when Harry first met Voldemort as an opponent rather than a child. Or, perhaps, it was when Hermione first received her Hogwarts acceptance letter; when a young girl saw her world change, and the wizarding world saw another Mudblood. Or maybe it was when Dumbledore was murdered on a tower, in a structure of what was to be a haven for the Light.

Maybe it is bigger than just them though. War. Perhaps the first war just never really ended. Maybe it began with the start of time and the first Muggleborn. Tonks will tell her, days and days from now, that war just never stops - it builds, climaxes, ebbs, and builds again. But Hermione is not the sort of person who can believe in a world that can find no peace.

She watches the spirals of smoke, the wreckage of buildings, the blank air for a Dumbledore that is not there, the useless healer squad, the fires that climb the sides of the shops and homes until that is all you see, and then the team of Aurors that have come too late. She watches the Mark, bold and ugly above the chaos, and Moody’s face grave and lined and spoiled with the acid of battles and hardships.

Ron’s fingers are twisted in the fabric at the back of her shirt, and Harry stands just ahead of them like the last solid structure in the entire city.

And Hermione knows, with Lavender muffling her cries behind the scarf she has found under ash (Parvati… Parvati… Parvati, she says over and over again), that this is the start of war.