"Harry, do you know who Malfoy's been visiting?" – Years after the war, Hermione's in St. Mungo's thinking she's a Healer, but her mind is not to be trusted. Memory-charm. DMHG

COMPLETE: A broken time turner shouldn't have sent me back so far. It was unprecedented. Stepping on it-smashing it-nothing should have happened. At most, I should have lost a week. At worst, I should have disappeared altogether. I shouldn't have traveled back fifty-two years; half a bloody century. This should not have happened. HG/TR.

He can't leave the room. Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP.

When a spell goes awry, Hermione gets stuck in two different future realities where she's living two completely different lives.

It had always been a subject of discussion that Rose hadn't inherited the famous Weasley red hair... Everyone has their secrets, Hermione Weasley included. But what happens when those secrets finally see the light of day? .:HGDM:.

The spring term at Hogwarts starts with a bang with the return of Draco Malfoy, back for his eighth year after a stint in Azkaban. But all is not right with Draco and Head Girl Hermione Granger can't help but get involved. EWE

Hermione Granger was perfectly happy with her life, her job as a Healer Trainee, her ugly cat and her cute little house in the countryside. And then Draco Malfoy had to go and mess that all up, typical git. Post-Hogwarts, EWE, OOC, creature!fic. 18

"He would've known her silhouette in a room made of shadows." A ghost story that's not about ghosts at all. Dramione one-shot. EWE.

Hermione thought she was the only person in the world who would spend Valentine's Day in a Graveyard, but she was wrong. He's there. Every single year, with his gloves, roses, and answers. Dramione Valentine's Day one-shot. Post-Hogwarts. EWE.

Seven times can mean a lifetime of change.

The Ministry takes action against the remaining prejudice in the wizarding society and asks Hermione for help. “What do you want? Money? Power? Name your price, Granger. I’m not about to let pride get in my way when an Azkaban sentence is on the line.”