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What happens when Ronald accidentally sees Luna make a snowman that strangely resembles a certain red-headed Gryffindor Keeper? Come find out! ^.^ No angst today, because it's Christmas season :D
A silly little angsty, fluffy kind of thing. It's been done a million times and usually a whole lot better than this, but I just couldn't resist.
Just a short one-shot for Christmas. Lots of Fluffy goodness.
There really wasn’t much to say to him. It would be an obvious lie if she told him that she was happy here or that she didn’t miss Christmas with her parents. She sighed softly and then decided to tell him the truth because between them, there had never been any need for lies.
'Fathers be good to your daughters... Daughters will love like you do... Girls become lovers who turn into mothers... So mothers be good to your daughters, too'
A bet is made between two reluctant participants. Problems arise when one depressed teenager allows his curiosity to get he best of him. Will this simple bet destroy a wonderful friendship or spur it towards romance? Based on the challenges: Learning to Cope by LadyTuesday and Christmas Time is Here by OvrtheMoon.
Christmas Eve was always a joyous time of year for any Gryffindor who remained at Hogwarts for the holidays. Everyone in the castle was happy and laughing…everyone save one. See how a little mistletoe can brighten Harry's Christmas.
A short and sad one-shot. Harry buys Hermione a simple rose for Christmas.
A quick bit of Christmas fluff. As a fun Christmas assignment, Professor Trelawney teaches the class how to perform a minor vision quest with this question in mind - "What is one simple thing I would like for Christmas?" No one is more surprised than Harry as to what his vision reveals.
Incredibly short, one-shot fic that I wrote...The title is the summary!
Draco reconciles what his heart can’t deny and considering the paths before him; to make the right turn would mean perhaps then, Ginny could be his.
An image that I had shared with a friend made me want to write this. I would have drawn it, but, well, I can’t draw, and yeah, I probably can’t write either, anyway, here it is.
Songfic to Hoobastank's "Disappear." Harry and Hermione share a late night talk.
The truth will not set you free. The truth will chase you down to your very last breath and stab you right in the back. Initial mentions of H/G.
Hermione and her oldest and dearest friend Kyrsten, from a childhood prior to Hogwarts, have a secret place they like to go to on Saturday nights and Harry is dying to find out where it is. Since Hermione won’t tell him he concocts a plan to find out. What starts as a simple plan becomes a comedy of errors as alliances are switched and Harry and Ron find themselves having to do something they really, really don’t want to do. Please R/R. Thanks.
My take on answering the wonderful CryHope's H/Hr forums challenge: What's Love? One question, thousands of answers. Harry finds Hermione at the kitchen of 12G, in the wee hours of the morning. They eat *breakfast*, talk, and eventually get around to talking about the mystery that is Love. Not too long. Might get angsty in the end, as the challenge requires. {CHAPTER 2 UP: short, but sweet (I think, anyway :D ) ]
“Each night, dreams of you would fill my restless mind. I never dreamt without you, be it happy or sad, calm or frightening. In every dream, you belonged to me and I to you. In every dream, you were mine. Until dawn, you were mine.”
On a shopping trip to Diagon Alley, Ginny drags Hermione to a fortune teller whose specialty is revealing one's future mate. But Hermione's sanity cannot accept what the cards reveal. Is the prediction merely codswallop? Or will Hermione have no choice but to accept what is written -- in the cards?
An evening by the lake brings a little comfort to Harry's otherwise pain-filled life.
Look!!! I know what it says with the Humor and action and adventure and H/Hr, but it includes all of the themes except horror and supports all of the ships!! Haley Prickfrod thought she had the life of an average 10 year old. Until her fathers birthday... Her life changes forever!! She'll find out who her family really is!!! Prophecy with unknown meaning, a new dark lord, and many questions. Who is he? Why? How? and much more The system won't let me update soeven if I had another chapter (WHich I might-) I couldn't update it.
It was only a matter of time when all the Quidditch practice in bad weather would catch up to Harry Potter. His sudden bout of the sniffles coupled with a string of accidents leaves a guilty Hermione taking care of Harry's little problem.Response to the challenges Harry Is Sick and Growing Pains?Originally Big Things, Small Packages.
I didn’t fall in love with his looks…I fell in love with his mind and compassion. His beliefs and his interests. My soul fell in love with his soul.
A quick summary of this persistent plot bunny: Hermione, the library, 2nd year reporters, and questions about Harry and Hermione's romantic relationship. It might be appropriate to mention that Hermione and Harry are not dating... yet *evil grin*
The day started out as every other day had for Hermione, but it ended in a way Hermione would never have imagined. Fluffy one-shot.
“Harry…?” His name came out of the blue really, she hadn’t even thought about saying it. Although, now she had started, the question seemed quite appropriate. He turned to look at her, cocking his head in an inquiring manner, and she almost smiled at the sight. “What is it like to fly?”
Hermione has lost something, and she's frantic about it. She refuses to tell anyone what was lost, but is desperate to find it. What exactly did she misplace, and just what makes it so important to her?... No deaths this time! Imagine that :P .... [CHAPTER 3 UP: Third and last chapter. Will Harry stop being blind? Come find out :) ]
Hermione's parents drag her off on a ski trip to Eagle Mountain colorado where she finds some that she wasn't expecting to see and becomes involved in a effort to discover the source of a mysterious illness plaguing a local indian reservation.
Hermione mourns the death of Harry. One-Shot fic, please read it, dont hate me for killing Harry. Its really rather cute! Based on the Josh Groban song "Remember"
After years of keeping his feelings secret, Harry is inspired by a song and a very close dance to finally tell Hermione how he feels about her. Fluffy One-Shot.
Sitting out in his backyard, Harry, at age sixty, looks back upon his life, including his love for Hermione and his daughter.
Rictusempra: the tickling charm. What happens when its used out of context?
This family has found peace at last.
On the eve of her last day at Hogwarts and after the defeat of Voldemort, Hermione stands on the edge of the lake and reflects on the man Harry is now and the boy he once was, the boy she loved.
Cho will never see beyond his good looks or impressive quidditch skills. She'd see him as the boy-who-lived forever. I saw him for who he was, a boy becoming a man, a boy who was braver than anybody I've known my whole life. She would never see that. Never.
His eyelids felt heavy as he lie there thinking…just thinking about nothing in particular as he drifted into his own little world – Harry’s World.
They used to say that Draco Malfoy could not love but he still sees her sweet face every time he dreams and her voice remains in his head. Years on, she’s still his faith.
"Then summoning up all her power, She tarantallegra-ed him jigging for half an hour." a parody of how Ron got rich and a girl. A 120 line poem.
He's defeated the Dark Lord, but it feels like an empty victory without her... If you've read my other angsty fics, you know what to expect, I guess. Yes, I know, it was about time I stopped killing Harry...
Hermione is found inches from the Lake, alone. Harry was taken from her unfairly, and she's come to be by herself... and to do something else. An angsty piece where, again, I have killed the main character. Cruel? Heartless? Cold, Ice Queen? Maybe, but I hope this piece tugs at your heart like it did mine when I wrote it... (Chapter 2 is the proof-read version of Chapter 1. Read it, mistakes' gone *blush*)
A troubled Harry watches Hermione as she reads. Can he get gather enough curage to tell her how he feels?
Harry puts his feelings down onto paper two weeks after fifth year ends., but something is not quite right about the way he is feeling. So what happens when somebody finds the piece of paper? And it just happens to the be the very someone he didn’t want to see it…
Harry and Hermione have some trouble to sleep. Can some time alone help them?
Hermione stood and walked a few steps before turning around, “Later, then, Harry?”
Harry has been having this strange dream for a week, where his name is David, and he shares his last kiss with a woman whom he felt was very important to him. Harry does not believe in reincarnation, but what else could it be? This fanfic is meant to be purely fluff. No Voldemort, no deatheaters, no prophecy. Takes place in Harry's 7th year. Would be nice to get reviews ^.^;; [Chapter 3 is up! It might answer some questions :D]
Worry. It was a feeling Hermione Granger was well associated with. She worried about school, she worried about her family, she worried about her friends, but most importantly...she worried about him. Him. Harry Potter, her best friend of 5 years and, publicly, The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Harry's stuck at Grimmauld Place, the summer after 5th year.
Hermione agrees to help Harry find something in the student store cupboard, though through Hermione’s growing bad mood, lack of wands and the evident lack of space in the store cupboard, they run into a few problems… Should probably rate this R since the sweetness would be dangerous to your health.
There is a dance coming up, and Luna wants to go with a certain boy Weasley. Will he get her hints? Plotless, but fluffy. R/Lu. R and R, please ^.^ [NEW! I wrote another chapter/sequel to She was Luna like that because I couldn't resist. Check out what I named the chapter ^.^ ]
I promised myself I'd never kill Ron, but this just goes to show, even the most stubborn of us eat our words sometimes. This angsty piece is in Luna's PoV. I don't know what else to tell you, except, if you like R/Lu, have the tissues ready...
And together they sailed away, past the slumbering hills and past the turbulent waters of their pasts under a dark blue oblivion. Small, slightly poetic drabble. Enjoy!