AP English demanded that I capture Ophelia in a poem, so I did my best. Here's her final thoughts of regret and sorrow with respect to Hamlet. Please read and review, I'll love you forever.

Hermione's fallen. Hard. And quite frankly she's not too happy about it. It's so illogical, so inconvenient, so irrational. Falling for your best friend - how clichéd.

When Remus, Sirius and James incorrectly say a spell they are transported from their time to that of Harry, Ron and Hermione's. Now, stuck in a time that isnt their own they are face to face with a future they wont be able to avoid.

Ron teaches Hermione how to fly in more ways than one. written for the RHR ficathon on Livejournal for Phillyjersey71

So then he pulled her into him and they became one and they began to dance. (RHr, one-shot)

Not to mention the threat of You-Know-Who potentially coming back, Ron must deal with Bulgarians, Harry's crush on the only Chinese-British girl he knows, and tacky, horrible quotes about the eyes. (RH)

And that perfume is really unusual, Ron. Hermione reflects - RH fluff.

(RxH) If only the weather outside were frightful...Ron anxiously awaits the first snowfall of the year, Hermione anxiously awaits N.E.W.T.s, and unresolved romantic tension anxiously awaits resolution. Yes. This is a Christmas fic.

Around Christmas, heartbreak and heartmend