Stories by walkingby521

She couldn't help it that she was devastatingly fascinated by pulchritudinous men in suits. Especially her boyfriend. One-Shot. Mystery Man. Suit love?

No matter what, the coffee and Harry Potter always remained the same. Fluffy, One-Shot.

Draco Malfoy has a problem when a dirty secret spills in a silly game between friends. Warning: SLASH, Parseltongue

Harry hated being worshiped - he didn't ask to be the Savior, The-Boy-Who-Lived, or whatever, after all - but being in this small room with Draco Malfoy nothing else seemed like a better idea. One-shot.

She wants everything with him. Fluffy one-Shot.

There she was laying on her floor, diamond ring sparkling on her left hand, panting because Draco Malfoy was in her dreams. Again. One-shot.

"The students might see us," she groaned. "Class doesn't start for twenty minutes," he answered, pushing her over the desk. One-Shot.

"Your flatmate...might see..." Hermione purred. He replied, "No, he won't be home for hours." One-Shot.

Short one-shot. Inebriated Hermione giggles over Morse Code. One-Shot.

Granger and Malfoy, and their Sunday Morning talks in bed. Short One-shot.

He licked his lips and purred, "What's it taste like, Granger?" One-Shot. Fluff.

Hermione wants to teach a little smutty lesson to Draco. Lemonylimeygoodness. One-Shot.

An enchanting couple goes out dancing. Fluff. One-shot.

Hermione reminisces about war, her first love, and about innocence. One-Shot. Rated T for safety.

If Draco was certain of anything it was that you can always blame your dreams on the sweltering heat. One-Shot.