Underwater Light, by Maya. Shaky beginning, I really wanted to stop reading, but around chaper four I was suddenly glad I didn't.

Narcissa laid her hand on Harry's arm.

"I'm glad you're Draco's friend," she said. "He wanted it so much."

Harry was looking up at Draco, who was pushing back hair so fine it tangled and untangled itself in the wind. He saw Narcissa Malfoy's delicate build in the slimness of his wrists, and the structure of his face and throat.

He also saw a curiously indomitable look in eyes that refracted to silver light beneath the pale sky.

"Sorry?" Harry asked her, a little distracted. "What was that?"

"Never mind," said Narcissa.

Draco is so cool.

A Quaint Notion by Helen, which also has Ron in it.

"Does anybody have a live sparrow in front of them?" Snape drawled, surveying their desks, most of which were covered mangled little carcasses.

"I do," Ron said.

"I want to go outside," his sparrow said, in a penetrating nasal voice.

"Weasley. unusual. I'll have to assume you didn't cheat, too, as none of the rest of you incompetents managed to do the spell correctly. Ten points to Gryffindor. Full marks, Weasley, and let's hope it's a trend, reversing your remarkably pedestrian performance of the last four years. The rest of you; there will be a retest Monday. The purpose of this spell is not, by the way, to murder small birds, but to render them able to talk, temporarily."

"You smell," the sparrow said to Neville, hopping off Ron's desk.

Lust Over Pendall, by A.J. Hall, a rather dashing Draco adventure story set after "what wizards and witches were now coming to refer to as Recent Events."

Draco sighed. He had, as a matter of fact, suffered a skull fracture in the dying days of Recent Events, at the hands of a serious-minded young wizard on the Allied side who had misinterpreted some pre-combat gallows humour in execrable taste as a confession that Draco was on the point of re-defecting to Voldemort with the Allied dispositions in the pocket of his robes. The principal complication which had resulted was Draco's unenviable reputation as probably the only person who had ever received life threatening injuries from both sides in the same conflict, in each case from a member of his own side.

Draco Dormiens, Draco Sinister and Draco Veritas, by Cassandra Claire.

"We're here," said Draco, standing up and tapping Hermione on the shoulder. She bolted upright and stared out the window. They were at a tiny, lamplit station whose wooden signpost proclaimed it to be located in the town of CHIPPING SODBURY.

This was not exactly what she had pictured. She had rather imagined that Malfoy would come from a bleak castle perched on top of a rocky crag in the middle of a barren desert where vultures were always swooping down on anyone who didn't move fast enough. Not a cute little town called Chipping Sodbury. Still, you never knew.

"Come on," said Draco, and she followed him off the train and down onto the platform, where he turned left and walked towards the end of the platform. "Uh, Malfoy," she said, trailing after him with the bag bumping her leg, "The station's this way--"

At that moment, he made another sharp left and walked right through the concrete wall at the end of the platform.

"Blast," she said, running to the wall, "how'd he do that?"

An arm came through the wall. It was Draco's. He yanked her forward, and with a whooshing feeling, she slid through the wall and sprawled onto the ground on the other side.

"Ow," said Draco. Her bag had caught him a sharp blow to the head.

"Sorry," said Hermione, standing up and looking around with interest. They were standing at the foot of an enormous wrought-iron gate whose arch bore the inscription Malfoy Park. "I guess we're not in Chipping Sodbury anymore?"

"Certainly not," said Draco, starting to walk, " This is Malfoy Park, it's the village at the foot of the hill where our house is. You can get there from Chipping Sodbury, though, if you know how to go."

"You have a whole village named after you?" said Hermione, aghast.

"Yes, surprising I haven't got a big head, isn't it?" said Draco.