It's funny, she muses, how it all begins and ends with him. [Harry x Hermione]

At this thought, a memory, not so long ago – a year, to be exact – comes up in her mind. I don't think you're ugly. Those bemused words of his would always echo in her mind, soothing and piercing her all at once. [Harry x Hermione]

She decided that it was his entire fault that because of him, this had happened. This being something she couldn't name, which irritated her to no end, as she liked things to have a pinpoint definition. [Harry x Hermione]

After all, she went on, biting her lip slightly, I know things are hard right now . . . but you can handle it . . . because I'll be here . . . by your side. And I always will be – whether you want me to be with you or not. Sequel to Fractured.

She had always strived to be the best – the most accomplished, with many awards and discoveries to her credit. Ron x Hermione

AU. Hermione Granger is captured and controlled by the one and only Tom Riddle. She knows and remembers nothing of herself except her first name and a messy haired, green-eyed boy who keeps appearing in her dreams and thoughts. (Harry x Hermione)

POA inspired drabble. Now it's become a sort of a 'normal,' I guess, thing for us to do. As if our hands are being pulled towards each other by a magnet, yet we don't bother to do anything to stop it.

He wonders if he will ever forgive himself for loving her. He wonders if he ever did. Ron x Hermione

AU. I used to believe that death was formidable, something to dread and be afraid of, but I couldn't, even if I tried with all my might and heart, escape it.

It's these quiet moments that I cherish the most. These moments are all I have, besides you, and I'll cherish them forever.

Short drabble. I hate this feeling of awkwardness that I have. I'm supposed to be confident, selfassured. I'm not the awkward type I'm just not that.

She was the source of his being, his life for him. Everything he had, she provided. His breath, his strength, his belief, his willpower, his mind . . everything. All that made him who he was, she gave. She was his life.

AU. He was hidden in the shadows, watching her intently. Ladies and gentlemen, the corniest and weirdest fic you'll ever read is here! :p

She thought of him as unpredictable. Wild, fierce, reckless. It wasn't as if she could help it – that was how she saw him.

Hermione ponders about Ron.

Sequel to The Glass Princess. People saw him as freaky.

She was locked in. Locked in a glass house of her own making.

Love? Pah! Why would I use it? He scoffed. It's useless. It brings nothing but pain and misery. It cares about no one but itself. I hate love. It failed me when I needed it most. She looked at him hopelessly.

She never thought that it would come to this. [Harry x Hermione drabble, set post Hogwarts.]

As she watches him duel with their orangeheaded friend, she realizes that even if they had different personalities and lives, she will always follow him wherever he leads her. [Harry x Hermione, post HBP]

Maybe this was the way their lives were meant to be. Maybe these were the lives they had to lead. [Harry x Hermione, contains HBP spoilers]

He knows he needs her. [Harry x Hermione]

We can pull through this. I'll be here always, even when you don't need me. [drabble, Harry x Hermione]

She makes him believe. [Harry x Hermione]

I can still remember as if it were yesterday. The day where I had to leave everything I knew behind me – and forget it. I had to forget you.