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I got this idea over in the challenge forum from Mycha_ kk. A Muggle who’s catching a train, like they have every year for the past four years, at Kings Cross examines Harry and Hermione’s relationship by just taking a look into the intensity of their gaze. One-shot.
He sat in the same bar, in the same corner, every night, for the past 2 years. He no longer had a reason to live. Well, no scratch that, he had a reason, she just wasn't in his life anymore. Song-fic.
"For a moment, you think she’s joking. When she doesn’t laugh or smile you begin to suspect that Ron has been right all along—she’s completely mental." A new take on how Hermione might react to the prophecy.
It was one of the hardest moments in her life, and she almost forgot that she was not going through it alone.
Harry has a document that Hermione needs to look over. Companion to "Cliche"
A difficult anniversary for Harry. Short one-shot.
[OotP missing scene]It’s all she can do, but she feels a need— an obligation to say something. Their tie, their bond is slowly getting strong by the day. Sometimes she feels those invisible ribbons winding together into knots.
A lost scene from COS as it should have been and maybe was.
Ron reflects about Harry and Hermione’s relationship. I really don’t want to ruin the surprise with the summary. So, best if you read it. ;)
His eyes darted fratically over the battlefield, looking, hoping, praying, that one of those bodies lying on the cold ground wasn't Hermione. He spotted her, and relief filled his body; she was running towards him.
“Harry, it's cold out here.” Her voice breaks through his muddled thoughts. This story came to be when… I’m bored out of my mind. So don’t expect any decent plot here. LOL. Just read it! ;)
dark, heavy clouds loomed over muggle london. rain had been threatening to fall for hours, and yet there hadn't been so much as a single drop.
He left. He left without a word. No mumers of love, no kisses upon my body. I pray for him. May he have a safe journey. May you know that my lovers gone.
After everything Harry had been through and after everything he’d accomplished he was killed by this muggle. This guy who just came in here and with the pull of a trigger killed the-boy-who-lived.
Hermione ponders why.
A one shot involving Harry, Hermione, and their crying baby at one am.
"...As if being in love is an incomplete sentence unless it was with each other."
Five seconds. That's how fast it was for her to make him smile. She simply walked through the kitchen door and there it was: a glorious smile that none of us had seen since the war started.
They may have been best friends for years. But they really didn't know each other until a rainy day in December
Oh she knows he loves her. At least she thinks she does. It's all understood, right?
Harry and Hermione share a dance. A songfic to 'Boats and Birds' by Gregory and the Hawk. Fluff abounds.
Sometimes, a few moments is enough. WARNING: major character death
One-shot fic. An innocent act forces Harry's resolve to finally crack under the pressure. A short piece that pretends books six and seven didn't happen.
Harry has a dream & Hermione can't fall asleep. Short and fluffy.
This will be a collection of the various H/H one-shots I've written over the years. (Not every drabble, of course, but the ones that are decent length and betaed.) Hope you like.
Hermione is thinking about Harry and she comes to a decision. It's just a one shot that I somehow wrote, I usually don't like angst but it just happened. WARNING: Extremely angsty and has character death.
He knew then, and she silently agreed, that he would be able to do it. He knew that it wasn’t impossible. If a feeling so pure as this was possible... if love was possible... then anything in the world was possible. One-shot.
A oneshot I wrote as a pathetic attempt at humor before JK announced that the last word was no longer "scar". It still appealed to me, so I wrote it. It has a surprise ending (one I'm sure you'll all hate) but what can I say- I like surprises. O=) VERY SHORT Harry's last thoughts as he defeats Voldemort...
Hermione is about to say goodbye to Hogwarts for good. Scared and worried, she finds consolation in the arms of a friend
i've read a lot about harry and hermione confessing their love, but, what about the nerve racking first date? told from Harry's POV
Ron finally gives Hermione the gift of freedom. He lets her go.
Manipulative. Coercive. Sly. And yet, they all loved her, they were so blind—couldn’t see that every word from her mouth was a perfectly calculated move to gain control over them. [part 3 in the Kismet Series; can be read alone]
"Some things," he said, holding her eyes for all the while, "should never be forgotten."
In a morbid mood. Wrote to get it out of my chest.
Harry and Hermione have some trouble to sleep. Can some time alone help them?
The latest escapee from the farm. Harry and Hermione share a quiet moment. Not necessarily a part of any other series.
First fic on Portkey(i'm SO excited!) This is a sad fic with Hermione talking to her son, James. (I think it's sad) *Please R/R*
Harry and Hermione settle into their new house following their marriage. Romantic smuff and my first H/Hr fic! *smile*
WARNING! Pure fluff ahead! Harry has something he wants to say to Hermione.
She never imagined it would hurt this much.
A song fic to Flyleaf's 'There For You' through Harry's point of view until the end. Contains Ron/Luna. My first fic on Portkey, so please be nice!
AU it started out as a quiet sunday afteroon...ONESHOT
Thephotoman's return to smut. This time, a shower scene.
"Harry didn’t think drinking with Hermione was really the best idea he’d ever had." Alcohol can have all sorts of effects.
The Final Part of the Surfacing Series. Hermione and Harry reunite after Voldemort's defeat. Will they finally confess their feeling to one another? Alternating POVs.
The thread binding the trio is rapidly unwinding. They all know. But it still doesn't stop the confusion and betrayal from settling in their minds.
Pure mistletoe-cliche fluff, written at the request of a friend.
He finds her abstract. He doesn't know how or why he does – he just knows that she's abstract.
Tears fall for the fallen when a time of joy and celebration turns to one of sorrow and mourning. A songfic to Evanescence's "My Immortal" that focuses on Hermione's reminiscences on her past, present, and future with- or without- her fallen friend.
[post-ootp, 6th year au] Harry pops the last piece of the sweet candy into his mouth.