What he should've said was. (Or, another take on 2.11.)

Theo was unsure of what to make of Bronson, and as his feelings grew so did his confusion. He liked another man, something completely taboo in the dystopian world Lord Voldemort created. But some things cannot be helped. One-shots filling in the gaps of their relationship from 'Cruel and Beautiful World'.

Hermione overhears something she shouldn't concerning Professor Snape and decides that maybe the House-elves aren't the only ones in need of protection.

He never says anything back but now, he is answering her in every one of his sketches. WWII AU/Oneshot. Amazing fic cover by nfinneman.

Seamus and Dean, in pencil sketches. Years 1-7. Mild Seamus/Dean. :: "Pencil and sketchbook paper seems at first glance such a simple medium, but that makes it all the more challenging, you think. It takes true skill, then, to be extraordinary. And /he/ is extraordinary. The image of you is /alive/."

AU, from Order of the Phoenix onwards. Hermione only wanted to learn Healing; she discovers that Professor Snape is a human being after all, and his actions dramatically shape the course of the war as events unfold. Complete.

No one said life was easy. Tomorrow is not promised to anyone. Death has become our world and within it, we are slaves to its horrors. Take my hand, for the moment you let go of me will be the moment I lose myself. Arya/Gendry Same story as Not Today

UPDATE: AUTHOR'S NOTE. He hates her kind. He's killed her kind. But he loves her. And as he awaits his trail, unafraid of death, he is afraid that she'll never know that.

Seven years later, and she's there. Right there. Seven years of questions and scribbling her name onto parchment, and she's close enough to touch, close enough to grab her hand, like he should have the first time. Warfic. 6 years post-Hogwarts. One-shot.

'"They tore her apart and then wiped me out of her mind to send me a message. To mess up my life. To break..." he trailed off. Blaise nodded his head with understanding. "To break your heart," he finished for him.' Dramione. One-shot.

After Lancelot left his tribe he lost all contact with them. But what happens when Arthur buys and frees a group of Sarmatian slaves and one happens to look very familiar. And to add to the drama, Tristan seems to have an eye for the woman.

"Please don't blow yourself up while I'm gone." ;Dean/Seamus;

"Princess," Draco's voice sliced through the silence, dangerously close to where she was hiding, "I know you're here somewhere." Hermione muffled her ragged breaths. He was clearly enjoying this. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." A sequel to HBHE

-HG/BZ- No one can really force you to do anything. But they can make you want to do it yourself, if they're good enough. Blaise Zabini is awfully good.

Charlie entertains less than appropriate thoughts about Hermione; five times he had such thoughts, and the one time he did something about it. CWHG.

Snape receives an unexpected visitor late one night. Takes place some time early in Book 6. HG/SS

Her hair, matted with blood, fell over to reveal her deathly pale face. It was pale enough to rival his. 'Granger,' He said incredulously. His heart gave a lurch. Rated for sexual themes. COMPLETE. Prequel to 'Friday'.

Her lips are soft and she's frozen. He pulls back after an instant—most people wouldn't even call it a kiss. — Lily/Teddy - M to be safe

In which Draco tears up floorboards and memories, and Hermione watches. Of redemption, forgiveness, and unexpected love. Featured fic for August on Hawthorne&Vine.

After doing the unthinkable, Flint finally comes home. Sequel to Shelter SLASH warning

Takes place at the Battle of Hogwarts. Hermione runs into Scabior on the bridge and conflict rises within her as her memories and emotions finally come together.

Draco Malfoy lived his life as a quest for perfection, and Hermione Granger, with her dirty blood and bright eyes, she was his kink. Dub-con, dark, smutty. M for a reason. Oneshot.

7 years of memories, moments and exchanges between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Mostly canon compliant. T for language and mild suggestions of sexuality.

Draco pushed her to the wall, kissed her roughly on the lips, then punched the glass window beside her head. It smashed into pieces and the crowd who had parted for him seconds ago gasped. Hermione couldn't. She couldn't even breathe. What have you done?

No caress, no mere sexual act, could be as intimate as sharing a dream.

Hermione Granger, master spy, and Severus Snape, spymaster to the Order. An unlikely partnership, forged to defeat the Dark Lord on his own ground. But to do so, they must confront their own darkness within. Spying, torture, angst and love. AU after fifth

Hermione comforts George the night after the battle. Full summary inside. R&R please! Not my usual stuff, but I think it's good!

Harry never made it and so the future of Magical Britain was re-written. Seventeen years after the fall of Hogwarts, the Commander of Voldemort’s Death Eater Army contemplates what true freedom really means.

Mieux que quiconque, elle comprenait ce qui avait dû lui en coûter de venir la rejoindre, ce que ce geste représentait à ses yeux… Sa souffrance, sa douleur, le dégoût de lui-même… Et pourtant, il était là… OS HGxSR, avertissement pour scènes dures

In a whirlwind of pleasure and angst, can Draco and Hermoine end up happy and together? Or are they destined forever to keep their relationship physical and above all secret?

The war drags on and Hermione Granger is caught and then bought by her old enemy Draco Malfoy. But why did he do that when he obviously isn't really interested in using her for anything? AU, very ugly themes, ONESHOT!

FIC FINIE. C'est une rumeur. En fait, non. C'est une réalité : c'est la guerre. Elle est médicomage. Lui est mangemort. Rien d'anormal. Sauf une chose : leurs chemins se croisent... Et quand les utopies subissent leur violent baptême du feu...

After the mess of sixth year, Draco flees to contemplate life as a pureblood, a Malfoy, and a human being. He quickly realizes he needs help. Reaching out, he finds more than ever expected. Love knows nothing of blood purity. DHr TwoShot