It’s the night before Harry has to face his fate. Kill or be killed. It’s the night Hermione finally shows Harry that he’s not alone. Always beside him. It’s the first night of thousands more to come. Timeless love. Rated R for sexual content. PWP. One-shot (in other words, you’re more than welcome to ask for more, but you won’t be getting it). Picture links are in chapter two.
Complete chaos. That's the only way to describe Harry's sixth year. The dementors have turned on the Ministry, allowing Death Eaters to escape among other things. The soulless have been reanimated from their inert existence, and the Order is desperately trying to figure out how. Harry finally gets to visit what's left of Godric's Hollow; Snape finally get the earful he deserves; Harry tells Hermione the prophecy; strange magical outburst have Harry asking Dumbledore more questions; Death Eater attacks; new professors; and training beyond Harry's limits. So of course, it's only natural for Harry to turn to his best friend for a little comfort, right?
Witherwings-competition winner for April, 2006. Harry’s finally separated himself from his friends to keep them safe, but he’s having a hard time letting go. Memories of their last moments together keep haunting him, and he’s still not entirely sure he did the right thing. Would she ever forgive him? It does have a happy ending, believe it or not. Harry/Hermione. One-shot. Songfic.
Their search for the Horcruxes begins. Harry and Hermione find themselves stuck at a rundown hotel for the night. What—ahem—entertaining things will they get up to? A witherwings.net contest submission. H/Hr. One-shot.
It’s just an angsty bit of romance that I felt compelled to write a long time ago for Valentine’s Day. Note the title; it is a bit sad at parts, but it has the kind of ending that we all love. Originally a one-shot that I've decided to add a SECOND CHAPTER to. Now complete. Small Snippet to Torture Reader until Reader Reads (and Reviews .:Hint:. .:Hint:.): His lips descended upon hers. Oh Merlin, such warmth, need, desperation . . . love. The world fell away, and all she knew was him. Smooth, soft lips, teeth, tongues . . . he was everywhere, touching everywhere.
Harry is practicing Legilimency with Hermione over the summer before their sixth year, and he accidentally sees a memory that she’s kept secret from him for over a year. Tears and fluffy romance ensue. One-shot. I wrote this for a challenge submitted by mycha_kk called Hermione's Little Secret.