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.

After the war, the last thing Hermione Granger expected to find when she went to her parent's old house, was the ghost of Fred Weasley.

Yes, love is reckless indeed. Why else had Fred Wesley fallen in love with his brother's girlfriend? When the unthinkable happens, will they break in the face of tragedy or find a way back into life together? Post DH/AU, FW/HG, Rated M for later chapters

When Ron pops the big question, Hermione notices another red head capturing her heart.

"He looks at himself in the mirror, trying to find Fred's face in his own." Because sometimes, memory just isn't enough.

Hermione feels like a scrooge this year, and doesn't even care about Christmas, but will someone make her Christmas wish come true? Draco wants her to be his Christmas wish, and let's face it, Draco Malfoy always gets what he wants.