Harry shows up at Hermione's unexpectedly. Why's he there? What has he got to say? And WHAT is up with Ginny...? It's rated PG for now, kids, but look for it to go up to R/NC-17 with the addition of the 2nd chapter.
Hermione's feet are cold. Harry gives them a good rubbing and truths are revealed. [One-Shot, character bashing, corny. The essentials.]
Silly little song-fic based on Green Day's "She's A Rebel."
"It shouldn’t have been so amazing. It shouldn’t have come as quite a shock. It shouldn’t have been the surprise of the century, but here it was: A Revelation..." [Probably passes for PG. Short fluff.]
"Harry lay motionless, the movements of his shallow breathing barely noticeable. Looking down on his frail figure, Hermione allowed the first tears to leak from her eyes. Bowing her head, she rested her face in her palms and cried silently... " [Will Harry survive his defeat of Voldemort? Hmm?]
Grimmauld Place, summer after 5th year. Hermione wants Harry to confide in her...to tell her what's bothering him. [One-Shot. R&R please!]
Oh that Harry! He can really be daft sometimes! Hermione thought as she raced her way to the Hospital Wing. Of all things! Quidditch! Bursting through the door into the room, she immediately spotted Harry lounging on one of the small hospital beds, a wide grin on his face...
Voldemort has been defeated, but where is Harry? [Could probably pass for 'G' but you never know who's going to bite your head off about a kiss. Short, cute, enjoy!]
Hermione is looking for the answers to save Harry from a looming prophecy. Little does she know she doesn't have to look far. [ATTN: My first sordid attempt at NC17, let this sway you how it may. You have been warned!]
Hermione realizes her relationship sucks! Who should she really be with? [Just a short little tid-bit I found hiding in the cobwebs of my brain.]
Shorty little fluff: Harry had come to a decision and he wasn’t going to wait any longer. He wasn’t going to chicken out...
Harry woke with a start, bolting straight up in his bed. No matter how hard he had tried lately, he could not seem to close his mind off as Snape had instructed. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he settled back down onto his pillow. [utter fluff!]
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Hermione sat in the common room bent low over a badly dog-eared copy of Standard Book of Spells, Grade 7. However consuming the book was, she could not concentrate. She kept thinking about the kiss she had shared with her best friend the night before. Since fleeing to her dormitory immediately after, she had completely avoided both Harry and Ron all of the following day...