Ella escribió cinco cartas que nunca pensó en enviar. Una compañera celosa las encontró. Ahora, todos los chicos de los que se enamoró saben la verdad. Y, quizás, ya es hora de enfrentarse al amor. [Dramione inspirando en "To All The Boys I've Love Before" (película). Octavo año. Compilación del canon, EWE].

He only has one chance to redeem himself. One chance to make amends. One chance to prove he can be the man of her dreams. But it's all on him.

"I'll roll the dice, land on one of the squares, and then you all will answer the question that's written on it. Whoever gets the right answer will win a point," Rabastan explained and pointed at one of the small boxes. "For example… What's my favourite number?" "69," Regulus stated, his face stoic as usual.

Blaise chuckled and began his story. "Do you know the legend of La Befana?" Scorpius shook his head, his eyes widening. "Wha's dat?" "Not what, it's a who." "An owl?" "No, La Befana is a witch."

After being attacked, the Weasley men find themselves impotent and unable to satisfy the requirements of their marriage bonds. As their marriages fall apart, Hermione creates a way for the men to satisfy them by using a Harry Potter as a host. Lemons SMUT Harry/Multi

"Let's play Three Things. We ask each other three things—like three things you would do after taking a shower—and we answer them," James said with a grin. "Sounds simple enough," Regulus muttered. It didn't seem dangerous. "Alright, ask away."

Now that they'd found the witch holed up in a shack somewhere on the coast of Finland and she'd admitted to her crimes, Harry could finally breathe a sigh of relief. It was over. The innocent had been avenged.

"Hermione?" Charlie called out, startling her from her daydreams. She blinked, almost forgetting where she was. "Want to make some snow angels with me?" Hermione bit her lip, mulling over her options. Stay inside and daydream about the gorgeous hunk of man? Or go out and spend more time with him? The answer was pretty obvious.

Hermione buried her face in between her knees and sobbed harder, thinking of how her classmates had all joined to prank her. The scent of mud, green slime, and something Hermione couldn't even name wafted off her clothes, and she almost retched at the smell. "I just wanted a friend," she whispered to herself in the empty bathroom. "Just one… Was that too much to ask for?"

When Hermione smiled up at him, her eyelashes fluttering, Thorfinn's breath hitched. He realised that he had been lying not only to Lucius but to himself too.

"Um, Granger… Don't panic, yeah…" "Cedric…" "But… we just might be… lost."

"I know you miss her, Harry," she whispered in the darkness. "I do, too. I can't even imagine what you're going through, but you should know that I'm here for you."

"Would you… would you like to sleep with me tonight?" Remus whispered in the darkness, and Hermione's heart flipped.

"All you need is true love's kiss, Reggie," Sirius said, wrapping his arm around Regulus's shoulder and tugging him closer—even though Regulus was now baring his teeth at Sirius and was a second away from ripping his brother's head off. "The mistletoe will disappear as soon as you get that kiss, I promise."

Opening the note slowly, Hermione's childish hopes and dreams of being liked by her crush were crushed—completely shattered—by the words Malfoy had scribbled on the paper.

The holidays were when Remus missed Sirius the most. Sirius was in Azkaban and he was not coming back. He was the reason James, Lily, and Peter were dead. He was the reason Harry was an orphan. He was the reason Remus was so devastated.

Bellatrix y Sirius comienzan su etapa en Hogwarts distanciados por los ideales de su familia. Pese a que ambos son grandes estudiantes no saben que se están preparando para una guerra que cambiará sus vidas y amenazará con destruirlos a ambos.

Kadinger Killian, the fifth Hogwarts House is revealed during Harry's fifth year. The Hogwarts Five are called and expected to protect Hogwarts at all costs. The war is looming closer, and Hogwarts is now Voldemort's priority. Can these five students put their pasts behind them and work together to protect their home, family, and friends from Voldemort?

"Do you think you're ready to meet our relatives?" "As ready as I'll ever be," Harry replied, running his hand through his hair. Hermione sighed and turned towards him to smooth down the strands. "Well, get ready to be proven wrong."

'Send me a song that reminds you of me, and if it makes me blush, you score a point. And vice versa. The one who gets to five points first gets to choose the location of our next date.' Oh, it was on.

Just the thought of his father's ebony-black wand pointed at him made him shiver with fear. The last thing he needed was for his father to get mad at his low marks…again. In which Pandora helps Barty out.

Lily Evans knew that the moment she decided to get together with Narcissa Malfoy it would make her live the best life she could have, and she hadn't been wrong since. (AU Canon Divergence) (Could be read as a sequel to 'why can't I kiss you on the dancefloor')

The seasons change in habitual monotone for the rest of the world, but Draco always associates the transition of weather with his conjunction with Hermione. Fall together and then apart, it’s a whirlwind. A storm. And in the eye of it, standing still, is the boy from the astronomy tower with his heart on his sleeves. Because after all is said and done, he is still in love with her.

Book 1 in the Hogwarts' Muggle series. Severus Snape makes a new friend in spite of himself... or maybe because of Albus. The formation of a friendship that spans two vastly different worlds isn't easy, but then nothing good ever is. (Original story/Snape's POV/ OC character added without changing canon.)

A companion piece to Teardrops & Teacups, this story follows the sometimes chaotic lives of Hermione's friends during the journey to find herself. The floo calls, scenes, and letters give a glimpse into how these people were affected and what sometimes went on behind closed doors because, as we all know, there are always two sides to a story... And in this case, three.