Could a chance encounter with a mysterious stranger begin to change all of that? AU/AH

    

    Ten years after the fall of the Dark Lord, Hermione Granger leads of life of self-imposed obscurity, that is, until the day Headmistress Minerva McGonagall is murdered and a certain 'hero' is responsible.

    

    She was woozy, her lids drooping heavily, even as a small part of her brain screamed at how wrong this was. A larger, louder part of her shoved the shame down in favor of baser instincts. Those instincts dampened and dissipated and the shame crowded in the further removed she was from the delicate, unmistakable scent wafting from the cauldron.

    

    

    The Petrov family, an ancient pure-blood eastern European family, is forced to flee to Romania while chased by the Ministry of Magic. While waiting for Grindlewald's return, the family has their first daughter, Varya Petrov. Soon after, her parents are killed by Grindleward's enemies. After attending Scholomance, a small magic school hidden in the depths of Transylvania's forests, for four years, she is called to Hogwarts. Dumbledore has a mission that only she will be capable to do: to stop Tom Riddle from succumbing to his darkest desire. Varya only has one wish: to redeem her parents' mistakes and find her place in the wizarding world. She will do anything to achieve it, even if it means changing the devil's fate.

    She’s never found a human attractive . . . until now. When her elderly landlady dies, Margaret, a house fairy and quilt expert, moves in with her landlady’s single grandson Jonathan. As long as she stays small, this tall, handsome human will never notice her. Or will he? The Quilt Fairy is a sweet romance -- a modern-day fairy tale. It is 12,000 words, technically a long short story or novelette. It was previously published as "If a Fairy Falls in Love."

    “She has potential.”“She bit me, Master,” is Ben’s stiff response. “Any opinion I give would be biased.”Or: Everyone is connected, even if, sometimes, it's just by the skin of our teeth. Even in the midst of darkness, still, luminous beings are we.

    texting fic about my favorite gays in university because i've been obsessed with texting fics lately.+ the twitter threads i've been doing on my tiktok acc (@siriusblackisalesbian) really inspired me to start writing this.this is mainly a wolfstar fic, but i could never not give you jily, dorlene and bisexual mary macdonald :)

    I am Lord Volde...Harry Potter. I'm Harry Potter. In which Harry is insane, Hermione is a Dark Lady-in-training, Ginny is a minion, and Ron is confused.

    When Hermione volunteers to take the role, both do their best to maintain the lie without letting each other know the truth: neither of them is acting.

    Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George’s lips. “I don’t do that.”“You do. It’s okay,” Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, “you’re so cute.”The call falls silent.They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame—for George, and George only. They had to have heard it.--inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals

    She is left with serious injuries, and the only thing keeping her from dying is the person who hit her.