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One Shot-After tragedy devastates Harry Potter's well-planned future, Hermione is there to pick up the pieces.
Draco has to leave her after only two years together. Will she ever even see him again? And how will she cope with what he has become? ...This was going to be a one-shot, but I've changed a few things and uploaded it again, and plan to extend it. Hope you like it! Please read and review
A one-shot songfic in honor of father's everywhere! Happy Father's Day!
No real spoilers. "Looking back on things, she supposed one could say it was all like one of those bad teen movies. It had all started out innocently enough. Ron was getting married and she had needed a date. Well, hadn't needed a date, but she didn't particularly want to go stag and have to depend on Harry or the other Weasley boys or any of the boys for Hogwarts for dance partners."
He can't seem to stop watching her break down. Voyeur! Ron
Harry is dead. Hermione is having thoughts of joining him, when she reminisces their last years together. Her thoughts are cut short when their child cries for her mother's attention, and Hermione knows Harry is still with her.
[completed; non-canonical] Death is finite. There is no afterwards. There is no return. Death is a one way passage and there isn’t enough fare in the vaults of Gringott’s to bring one back.
[completed; non-canonical] We can hear its footsteps. Hear it creeping; hear the fall, the echo of it coming up the backstairs. Hear the groan as it draws closer still.
Hermione’s monotonous after work routine is shaken by a wandering hand with wicked intentions.
[completed; character death] You know that you are moving further away. The more you force yourself to remember, the more you make yourself regret, you know that your actions are making your true self move further and further away into yesterday.
[completed] She wondered why it wasn’t raining. With the moon cast in a bloody pallor by her sins, the sky should be crying as well.
[completed] Somehow, someway, we are all together. I never put it into so many words, but it’s this moment...this is the moment that I live for.
[completed; non-canonical] I have little use for such useless information, but there it is. The finest evidence of the course of my life. I am the repository of impractical erudition and faithless acts.
Then she sat down and began to write a letter to the man a few rooms from her…the hardest letter she would ever write…
Harry talks to Hermione after a week of silence at Grimmauld Place. One-shot.
It’s strange how you can come to despise one single name. I didn’t think it could happen to me, but it did.
Sometimes even the smartest people need others to tell them that they are blind. **COMPLETE**
Something horrible happens to Hermione and she closes up and becomes a recluse. Can Harry open her back up again? Bad summary but I swear the story will be better!!!
Sometimes we don't see the good in the bad things until they are taken aways from us. We resent the thing we hate, but miss it when it is gone. Harry Potter finds how true this is.
"Please. Ron, I need you to hear me...I know I--neither of us have any right to ask anything of you now. But--but--," she faltered for a moment, and he could hear her swallow. "But...because you love me, I need you to just hear me. To look at me." 'You always hurt the ones you love' never rang so true.
Ginny Weasley is dared to dance with the gorgeous Head Boy at the Halloween dance. Not as easy as it sounds. Perhaps a little magical persuasion is in order?
It's too short to have a summary...just something that will take about a minute of your time - literally! Please R/R!
Draco died and Ginny is in a coma. While unconscious, she gets the last chance to say goodbye to him. Ginny’s POV. A very short one-shot. VERY TRAGIC! DON’T READ, IF YOU’RE SOFT-HEARTED!
The Great Hall was crowded for the end of year feast. The cheering was broken by a scream as a hooded figure drifted behind her as she stood in shock to see the end of a sword extruding from her chest.
"He’s my childhood friend, my childhood dream. My enemy, rival. A one-time lover. The biggest regret of my life. It always was nothing. Never anything. That’s why it was a mistake. I was in love with him, and it was ruining me." She was out of options, swore never to think of him again... but then she saw him one night. ONE-SHOT.
Angsty fluff. Comfort and love. Written in a fit of pique as it matched my mood at the current time. *Ahem*, anyone else notice I have a thing for these night settings? :)
Draco died, but life goes on. Or does it? On the outside Ginny is a normal happy woman, but deep inside she’s dying. And no one knows. one-shot
I don’t know that I will ever find…someone. "The" someone, that is.
Harry & Co. through their seventh year at Hogwarts and a mysterious new professor that has a startling link to Harry's future. I put it down as an Angst & Romance theme however I feel it has just about everything...
(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."
"Have you ever seen a shooting star Jack?" “No” “God it’s wonderful. It passes by quickly but while it’s here it just lights up the whole sky. It’s the most beautiful thing you’d ever want to see. So beautiful that the other stars stop and watch. You almost never see one.” “Why?” “Because they’re very rare, quite rare. But I saw one. I did.” “But I just want to be a regular star.” “Jack you’ll never be regular, you’re spectacular…” Quote from the movie "Jack. This is a Harry/Hermione story.
It's Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts and he has suddenly imprisoned himself in his doritory where he doesn't talk or show himself to anyone. Can Hermione come to the rescue and break down his guard? One-Shot.
"They make such an excellent looking couple." In a post-war world, Harry finds himself caught up in a relationship with Fleur Delacour. But is he *truly* happy?
‘I hate you’ she would say, ‘I can’t stop thinking about you, and I blame you, obviously, for that. I’m not sane anymore; I can’t breathe freely thanks to you. What have you done to me? Why am I so obsessed with what I am not to have? With someone that, clearly, doesn’t feel anything close to this…this misery?’ One-Shot
AU. Dark. See disclaimer.
Not for the light-hearted, fluff lovers out there. I didn't feel too happy when I wrote this. Consider yourselves warned; do not read if you can’t handle suicide themes and self-affliction. One-shot.
While keeping watch on desperate, pleading Ginny, Hermione considers the 'love' in her own life. "There was no desperation with him, no pain that Ginny had described with such passion and anguish. Ron had, quite simply, told Hermione that he loved her, one day. And…the easiest thing to do at the time was to just say it back. That was all." One-shot.
The woes of being a male...
This is a one shot based on what happens when it all falls apart, The balance of Power is about to shift in the wizarding world. WARNING: the fic is rated R for language, an Implied Dark Dumbledore and Major Character Death(s)...Let me know what you think
Harry James Evans Potter Boy-Who-Lived Quidditch Captain Defeater of You-Know-Who for six straight years! DA Co-Founder/ Instructor And they all hope that another you will come along.
[completed; non-canonical] In a way he was angered and in a way he didn't care. He was a Pureblood, he was a Black. He should have been sorted into Slytherin like his half-brother and his three cousins. But he wasn't. He was sorted into Gryffindor. Because he had a heart. Because he did care, even when his breeding and his birthright told him that he shouldn't.
Every shred of everything, everything except whatever was suddenly overcoming him, was chased away… far away… in fact… they had been destroyed, pulled from his body like a poison.
This was misery, Harry decided. He never really talked to Ron or Hermione anymore and he never, if he could help it, allowed himself to be alone with Hermione. But it was killing him... One-shot.
...I'll have your nightmares for you, if you'll sleep soundly...
Hermione tells her daughter about the love of her life and how he was tragically taken away from her. But something strange happens and will she get a second chance?
‘The world seems to be slowing, Harry,’ she whispers. And she waits beside his cradle, waits for the world to stop spinning.
We are all human. We make mistakes and learn from them. We stumble but get up again. We fall in love, we get our hearts broken, and we test our friendships. But what are we underneath it all? A soul, a heart, and a whole lot of secrets. Follow the Marauders and Lily as they learn that the happiest person you know is probably the most saddest person you will ever meet and that no one is perfect; no matter what anyone else says.
Written for Liss...songfic based on Damien Rice's Volcano enjoy :) thanks Jacy, you're the best :-*
When Harry decided to push Hermione away for her own good, he never once considered what he could be pushing her towards. Dark!Fic! One-Shot - SWS - Consider yourselves warned!
[completed; request fic for Goldy (UST requested)] Harry heard her take in a sudden gasp and then she was standing, slightly hunched, the newspapers spilling from her lap. Pages from The Quibbler, The Daily Prophet, and the London Times rained from her form, spreading onto the floor. He could hear it. It was like so much water. Water laden with lies and innuendo and obfuscation and meaningless diatribes, all in or against his name, spilling across the wooden floorboards.