Hermione has lost herself. Her identity, her memory is now a complete blank, even down to her being a witch. She's a girl on the run. But she doesn't know what she's running from. She doesn't even know her own name. (Rated M for violence, language and sexual content. Written in the style of a Gothic Romance/Mystery. Angsty and dark, eventual romance.)

Ginny is sorted into Slytherin. It takes her seven years to figure out why.

"Knockturn Alley," Hermione breathed, and a rush of relief flooded inside of her. At least she didn't end up amongst cavemen or dinosaurs. Time-turner fic. Sirius Black falls behind the veil, the time-turners are destroyed, and a Gryffindor is going to change history.

A seventh child is not a mere kid. A seventh daughter is an explosion in the abyss. One-shot. Gin'n'Tonic. Written for the Gin'n'Tonic Holiday Challenge.

Tom Riddle may still be a blood-thirsty paradox, but Ginevra Weasley has learned to play his games. One-shot. Gin'n'Tonic. Written for the Gin'n'Tonic holiday challenge

Hermione is unexpectedly swept into a dystopian world of opposites where Dumbledore reigns as Dark Lord and Muggle technology and the Dark Arts have revolutionized Britain. A Light wizard resistance led by Tom Riddle and the Malfoys has been left to a nightmarish fate. Can Hermione, posing as her darker incarnation, help save a world more shattered than her own? HG/DM

ONE-SHOT: "Well, aren't you precious," he remarks, tongue darting out to flick at his bottom lip. "Do I need to put a towel down on the front seat before you'll get in the car?" She lifts her chin. "That depends. Do I need to Febreze you before we share an enclosed space?" HG/Scabior.

[COMPLETE] After the war, once Hermione and Ron retrieve her parents' memories and bring them back from Australia, her relationship with them is decidedly damaged. And why are they insisting that there's something wrong with her? Could they be right? After all, parents know best.

TWO-SHOT: "So—you're upset," he says with a nonchalant nod and discreet adjustment of his slightly too-tight khaki corduroys. She blinks at him, her expression alternating between indignation and incredulity and flat-out fury. He had been right about her being pretty beneath the intimidation tactics. HG/DM. (Companion to 'Punch Drunk').

'His d-diary' Ginny sobbed. 'I've b-been writing in it, and he's been w-writing back all year -' Ginny's first year in Hogwarts, written in diary entries

COMPLETE: It was small, slim, about the length of her hand; the leather cover was soft, the sewn-in binding was crisp, and the thick vellum pages were empty. 'Tom Marvolo Riddle' was printed in ancient, flaking gold leaf across the front. He had been a Slytherin, a prefect, and head boy in 1944. She had checked. HG/TR.

She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

She had buttermilk-pale skin. The exhaustion was plain as pumpkin juice on her face. Her hair was lit from behind by the paling window, the red filaments mixed in with the brown flaring to life. She lurked in my periphery just like that—improbably, infuriatingly—and I could have sworn she was divine if I wasn't so sure she was a Mudblood.

James comes up with a nickname.

Fifty years ago, Grindelwald won the duel that shaped the world. In a land overwhelmed by darkness, a hero emerges: a young wizard with the power, influence and opportunity to restore the light. Harry Potter, caught up in a deadly game of cat and mouse, must decide what he truly believes. Does this world deserve redemption? Or, more importantly, does he?

Harry recalls that a pale little girl called Sally-Anne was sorted into Hufflepuff during his first year, but no one else remembers her. Was there really a Sally-Anne? Harry and Hermione set out to solve the chilling mystery of the lost Hogwarts student.

In the silence, the Mad Hatter took off his hat and placed it carefully on the table. “It means, dear fellows, that we don’t exist anymore.” And just like that, the black rain poured, and washed everything away.

For the Greater Good. Harry understands this.

ONESHOT. AU. How could have Harry's sorting ceremony looked like if the first war against Voldemort went down a bit differently. Dark and disturbing.

With the war looking bleak, the Golden Trio, Ginny, Draco, and Lavender go back to Tom Riddle's 7th Year to destroy Lord Voldemort once and for all. What Hermione DIDN'T count on, however, is a shared common room, a curse, and a crazy little thing called love.

Alice returns briefly to Wonderland, armed only with adult sensibilities. Its been a long time. Very little has changed. Oneshot, with the Mad Hatter.

They are the unsung, the forgotten. They will never be a Boy Who Lived. Yet their victories, unnoticed and uncelebrated, mean the difference between victory and defeat. Part Five: Terry Boot now posted.

In a dystopian future after Lord Voldemort's ascension into power, a desperate Hermione Granger turns to Severus Snape for help. But when she becomes a spy in his household, their relationship becomes complicated in ways neither could ever have anticipate

Hermione cannot remember, and Severus cannot forget. Epilogue has been added, and the tale is now complete.