She never imagined it would hurt this much.
"She can never be replaced, not even by Ginny. That person...is you."
She never thought that it would come to this. [Drabble, set post Hogwarts.]
This is the place where you thought things would last forever, where happily ever afters existed. Days stretched on end for you here, just waiting to be filled with fun, warmth, love and laughter. This is your haven and your hell.
"I'm scared for you," she says.
He was the cruel, obnoxious prince. She was the plain girl who one night stumbled into his castle in search for her father. A retelling of "Beauty and the Beast," Harry/Hermione style.
It's funny, she muses, how it all begins and ends with him.
At this thought, a memory, not so long ago – a year, to be exact – comes up in her mind. "I don't think you're ugly." Those bemused words of his would always echo in her mind, soothing and piercing her all at once.
Ron Weasley always used to think that Luna Lovegood was insane. Utterly loony. At first he had laughed outright at her obvious lunacy; who else but her would believe in such crazy, surreal things? My response to a challenge made over at the Ron/Luna Ficathon.
(Slightly AU) Draco contemplates while Ginny goes wild taking pictures, and realizes that maybe, maybe, being in photo booths taking pictures like a nut isn't so bad after all. "It's not that I hate photos – they're strictly a Muggle thing. And one thing that a Malfoy definitely does not do is associate himself with Muggles and their strange rituals."
AU. Hermione Granger is captured and controlled by the one and only Tom Riddle. She knows and remembers nothing of herself except her first name and a messy haired, green-eyed boy who keeps appearing in her dreams and thoughts. Now that green-eyed boy is going to rescue her at any cost . . Until Hermione herself botches that up.
She was an utter paradox, he thought. The epitome of an airhead, of craziness. That was what he had thought of her before. It had proved that he knew nothing, absolutely nothing about her.
It was hard to tell how it all had began, when her life, as she knew it, ceased to exist in those final, slow moving, body freezing moments. [Lily/James, a little Harry/Hermione]
Harry and Hermione had the perfect love, but it was snatched away in an instant. And Harry's willing to risk anything - even death - to restore his love. "I used to believe that death was formidable, something to dread and be afraid of, but I couldn't, even if I tried with all my might and heart, escape it."
It's these quiet moments that I cherish the most. These moments are all I have, besides you, and I'll cherish them forever. Inspired by chapter 15 of Angel-Wing's lovely fic, The Proposal.
She was the source of his being, his life for him. Everything he had, she provided. His breath, his strength, his belief, his willpower, his mind . . everything. All that made him who he was, she gave. She was his life. [drabble, character death]
AU. He was hidden in the shadows, watching her intently. Ladies and gentlemen, the corniest and weirdest fic you'll ever read is here! :p
She thought of him as unpredictable. Wild, fierce, reckless. It wasn't as if she could help it – that was how she saw him.
He finds her abstract. He doesn't know how or why he does – he just knows that she's abstract.
There are some things you just don't speak of, Molly knows, and then there are some things you do speak of. D/G from Molly and company's perspective.
"Love? Pah! Why would I use it?" He scoffed. "It's useless. It brings nothing but pain and misery. It cares about no one but itself. I hate love. It failed me when I needed it most." She looked at him hopelessly. "Will you ever believe in love again, when it's right in front of your eyes?" she asked herself quietly, not knowing he heard her.
I can still remember as if it were yesterday. The day where I had to leave everything I knew behind me – and forget it. I had to forget you. War fic. Reformatted.
Harry reflects on his relationship with Hermione over the past seven years. My response to a challenge made over at the Harry/Hermione Ficathon.
Draco catches Ginny off guard. Not.
Hermione had never been a popular girl and the man of her dreams was none other than Harry Potter. What happened when her dreams finally came true?
Sinful things are not always good for you.
“I’m not your fantasy,” he said. “I know you’re not.” She didn’t say anything else. She just left the rest to him to figure out. He understood then. “I’m your real fantasy.” PG for extreme oddness.
Hermione wonders - how much is going too far?
Ron and Luna look at the moon one night. Ron swears he's going nuts. Cutesy R/L fluff . . or not.
Trivial had been all she had cared about before. Hermione finally tells Harry of her realization. Sequel to A Fact In Itself. Read that first.
She smelled of jasmine. He knew that.
During a seemingly ordinary school day, Hermione comes to a startling realization about her best friend.