Hermione’s life takes a dark turn after the death of her parents, leaving her at the mercy of a tyrannical Matron. Her new home is more prison than sanctuary, haunted by ghosts bearing terrible, bloody secrets. And though she is surrounded by troubled young women, it is the men in her life who teach her freedom comes at the greatest price of all.
Normalcy was an unrealistic ambition when everyone must return to Hogwarts for their final year after the war. The pretence impossible to continue as all are called on to save the wizarding world - yet again, by law, this time.
Ghosts weren’t meant to be dangerous, they’d said. Ghosts were kind, friendly creatures who taught you History of Magic or celebrated their Death Day in the Great Hall to much cheering and applause. Ghosts gave you important hints. No witch or wizard ever told their child scary ghost stories, because the idea was less threatening than the idea of doxies in the curtains. The things that people had done to other people in the last decade far outweighed any heightened sense that there might be something more than met the eye. Ghosts were harmless. Benevolent. Typically quite cheerful.
Title: Dead. Dead. DEAD. Rating: M Pairing:Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Warnings:Major Character Death, Murder Mystery, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Murder Summary: A killer stylizing themselves as the Harbinger of Death is stalking the wizarding world. Draco and the rest of the Hit Wizards work to identify the killer before more victims are murdered. Word Count: 6,430 Links:https://archiveofourown.org/works/27267673 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13020735/51/Affectionate-Anecdotes Written For: Harry Potter ABC’s of Death Fest hosted by artemesia
Draco hated the ballet… Chancing a glance over at Hermione, he noticed her rapt with attention at the performance unfolding on stage. Draco let his eyes rake over her face, aglow with interest at the dancers, down to her slightly parted lips.
