Kiss"Hey, Granger!"Kiss3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Go away, Malfoy!"
"Can't I say hello to a pretty Gryffindor girl without getting my head bitten off!"
"Pretty? You must mean Lavender, she's over there."
"She's not pretty, she's a slag. I'm talking to you."
"I think you have the wrong girl, Malfoy."
"Nope, I think I've got her. Long bushy hair, plain brown eyes and a book in hand."
"Thanks for that, a great way to summarise me, I suppose."
"But you don't understand!"
"I understand, this is just another attempt to torment me. So, I'll just be going now."
"Just listen, Granger! I like your long, wild hair; I just want to run my fingers through it. Your eyes aren't just plain brown, they're speckled with gold and amber. And I think you're the only girl to take her studying seriously, the fact you're a bookworm is a good thing!"
"Haha, very f-funny."
"I mean it."
"Malfoy! What are you doing?"
"Just getting a little closer, does it make you uncomfortable?"
"Then you won't mind when I get a little closer?"
Dramione: Worry"Dementor! Dementor!" cried Malfoy mocking Harry, when everyone had turned towards where the boy had pointed. Laughing Draco ,Crabbe, and another Slytherin put their hoods up and made a suppose to be spooky noise while waving their fingers in a suppose to be spooky way.Dramione: Worry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermione glared. "Shove off Malfoy." While she was pulling Harry away from the blonde git.
After Harry's flight with the hippogiff, Draco had gotten jealous and charged towards the creature. "I bet your harmless. You stupid creature. "
The creature got on his hind legs and Draco screamed in pain as the creatures claws got his arm.
"Dra---"Hermione went to say but stopped herself. As Draco was on the ground in pain crying out that the creature killed him, she rushed forth. "Hargid he needs to go to the hospital wing!"
"Alright Malfoy." Hargid picked him up and started walking towards the school. "Class dismissed!"
Hermione ended up following Malfoy and Hargid up to the hospital wing, making sure nob
The Perfect DateYou know what I really don't understand? Girls. They want everything to be all nice and perfect, and they want us guys to be romantic. Okay. I can understand that. But would it KILL them to help us out a bit? God, Ginny wouldn't tell Harry ANYTHING about her ideal date poor guy had to improvise everything! In the end, he asked Mum and she filled him in (Ginny's favorite food is roast beef, she likes black orchids, her favorite music is the Weird Sisters, etc.). But, seeing as how Mr. and Mrs. Granger are still off in Australia somewhere, thinking that they're Wendell and Monica Wilkins, since Hermione hasn't found them yet I'm pretty much on my own.The Perfect Date4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Let's start over, shall we?
The name is Ronald Billus Weasley, and my best friends are Harry Potter (who is, much to my dismay, dating my little sister Ginny) and Hermione Granger. Well, Hermione and I are going out. Sort of. In a way. We made out on occasion. I'd like to do it much more, but whenever we tried, things li
Lilacs and Old ParchmentMudblood. The word tasted like bile in his throat. But, he'd said it and now the word was out there for all to hear, and he desperately wanted to take it back. Why? Why should he care if one muggle-born's feelings were hurt? Why should he care if he caused pain and tears to someone whom his family had taught him was no good? But he did care. He cared very much.Lilacs and Old Parchment3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermoine Granger was so angry, he was afraid she would hit him again. But instead, she just spun on her heels and stomped off towards Ron Weasley. As soon as he was alone, Draco Malfoy slid down the wall of the corridor and put his head in his hands. Six years he'd tormented her. Why? Because he loved her. And there was no way he could say it. Or show it. Or admit it. Draco mentally slapped himself for being such a git.
"Just tell her, you moron!" He said to himself. But he knew he couldn't for if he did, she'd laugh at him. Or think he was trying to prank her, "I ruined my chance. I ruined my chance because I was immat
Obliviate - DramioneIf there was one thing Draco Malfoy hated, it was being cold. Walking through Hogsmeade that day without a large coat made him acutely aware of all the soft snow flakes falling from the sky, landing gently on his face and clothing, somehow seeping through to chill his entire body. Grumbling under his breath as he wrapped his arms around himself to try and keep a bit warmer, he made a promise never to forget his coat ever again.Obliviate - Dramione5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lifting his eyes from watching his steps on the icy ground, he saw the Thee Broomsticks up ahead and let out a sigh of relief. He could already imagine the warmth he would feel as he slipped through the door and sped his feet up, trying to get there quicker so that he avoided freezing to death in the snow.
When he reached the door and gripped the handle, he could feel the warmth seeping out and quickly pushed it open, stepping through before slamming the door behind him. He stomped a bit on the mat just inside the door to get most of the snow off his shoes, befo
A Morning with the Marauders"POTTER, GET OUT OF BED OR I'LL DRAG YOU OUT BY YOUR STUPID HAIR!"A Morning with the Marauders3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sirius was not a morning person.
"TOUCH MY HAIR AND I'LL SEND YOU TO THE GREAT HALL WITH YOUR TAIL BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!"
James loved mornings. As long as they were spent in bed, of course.
"COME ON THEN, YOU SPECCY GIT, HAVE A GO!"
"GLADLY, IF I WEREN'T AT RISK OF FLEAS!"
"I'LL SHOVE YOUR BLOODY ANTLERS UP YOUR ARSE!"
Remus and Peter were once impartial, but had acquired particular disdain for mornings after not experiencing a quiet one in six years.
"Sirius, put your wand down, you've already got a week of detentions from Saturday." Remus warned as he adjusted his tie.
Sirius begrudgingly replaced his wand in his pocket, grinning nostalgically at memories of his most recent drunken escapade.
"James, he's right," Remus continued with his self assigned mediating position, "We're already late for breakfast."
"It's Monday," James's voice was muffled from the blanket he'd pulled over his head, "The teachers expect me to be la
I ask the windWhy must life beI ask the wind6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
so full of longing?
Why must something
always be missing?
Where's my love now?
I ask the wind.
Without my love
but the wind.
Heart of Gold and Green- Dramione Fanfic Ch. 1Hermione Granger walked hesitently into the restricted section of the library. She had never been there before. She had permission, but it was still strange, almost as if she shouldn't be there. She grabbed the book she was looking for, and hurried into the regular section of the library. She was been doing research for Care of Magical Creatures. Not that she particularly enjoyed learning about especially dark, dangerous animals, but Hagrid had offered an extra credit assignment. Speaking of dangerous creatures....Heart of Gold and Green- Dramione Fanfic Ch. 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well look who it is," a cool voice droned. Hermione Granger looked up to see a familiar blonde haired, grey eyed face sneering down at her.
She sighed. "What do you want, Malfoy?" she asked, annoyed.
"I was wondering what you're doing in the restricted section of the library."
"That's for me to know, and you to not," she retorted. "Why do you care, anyway?"
"Professor Snape se
Lilacs Ch. 2"You look beautiful," Ginny Weasley said as she adjusted the veil on the top of Hermione's head.Lilacs Ch. 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Thanks," Hermione said. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her wedding dress was pure white and it flowed out around her like a waterfall of lace. Her soft brown curls were spilling down around her face, and although she smiled, her eyes didn't seem to convince her. She shook off the feeling that something was wrong and re-adjusted the straps of her dress.
"Ron's a lucky man." Hermione turned to see Harry, her best friend, leaning in the doorway, his emerald green eyes dancing with life, "Too bad he's about to faint."
Hermione smiled and hugged Harry. Ginny excused herself to go check on the decorations out in the Burrow's garden and closed the door behind her, "Now when are you making your move, you lazy git?" She playfully shoved him.
Harry had been hinting at proposing to Ginny for quite some time, but her finger was still ring less, "I don't know. I can't seem to think of a go
Lilacs Ch. 3"I'm sorry," Hermione said, looking into Ron's eyes, "But I can't." Then she ran through the sea of suddenly rising wedding guests and Disapparated as fast as possible.Lilacs Ch. 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Harry Potter couldn't believe his eyes. No? Why would she say no? Harry couldn't think straight; the din from the guests was too distracting. After Hermione had Disapparated, the guests were yelling to be heard over each other, and everyone had a guess as to why the bride had run off. There were chairs overturned from guests jumping out of their seats so suddenly, the Weasleys were all trying to figure out what had happened, and Ron was just standing there at the altar; a look of confusion on his face.
"I don't understand." Ron said, turning towards Harry.
Harry couldn't speak; his mind was still whirling a million miles an hour. Ron slowly sank into a chair, his sister came over to comfort him and the guests were still swapping theories. Harry was about to give up and join Ron in confused defeat, when all the pieces to
In The Beginning"Hey! Hey Granger!" The boy was running through the halls, chasing after the sixth year prefect with the extremely curly hair. The other students looked at the younger boy quizzically, wondering what he wanted of Hermione Granger.In The Beginning8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"May I help you?" Hermione said, dropping down to eye level with the short third year. She hadn't heard the boy calling her name; it was Harry who informed her. He and Ron were standing next to her crouching form, waiting so they could all go to class.
He little boy blushed. "Um, your scarf fell outside by Hagrid's hut. I just wanted to return it to you. What if you got cold? It is pretty chilly."
"Why thank you! But I thought I didn't have it with me just now. Hmm, surprising…" She wondered, with a tiny smile on her face.
"Well," The boy started. "I might have found it outside the Great Hall earlier." The boy said shyly.
Hermione found this little boy very cute. She knew that Harry and Ron were impatient about getting to class on time, but it was only Histor
Dramione - Framed"If you don't back off right now I swear I'll hurt you!" Hermione yelled angrily. Draco stared at her, apparently considering whether or not it was worth it.Dramione - Framed5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm done listening all the time Malfoy! I'm going to count to three and if you're not gone by the time I finish you're going to wish you were." Hermione threatened. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand, pointing it at him.
Draco's eyebrows furrowed in thought as he wondered what he could possibly do to make her see sense. It seemed if he didn't leave he would be hexed, and if he did leave then their current problem would never be solved.
Draco took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. Hermione's eyes narrowed slightly as she saw that he wasn't moving anywhere.
"It wasn't me! They set me up! I love you, Granger!" Draco burst out, interrupting her as she spoke the last number. Her eyes widened slightly and her arm fell a few inches, now unintentionally pointing h
Hermione FallingPairing: Draco/HermioneHermione Falling4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Safe for all ages
Warnings: EXTREME FLUFFINESS
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in the Harry Potter universe; they belong to JK Rowling, and I make no money off of this
Hermione was rudely awakened by Madame Pince hitting her about the head with a feather duster. "We--" smack-- "do--" smack-- "not--" smack-- "sleep--" smack-- "on the BOOKS." Smack, smack, smack. "You're just lucky you're not a drooler."
Wrapping her arms protectively around her head, Hermione was momentarily befuddled. Wha... where am I? Her eyes began to focus, and she remembered that she was in the library at Hogwarts. The past few weeks, she'd been studying frantically for her OWLs, and the lack of sleep was catching up with her.
The barrage of blows stopped. "Now, go. This is not a dormitory, and it's time for me to lock up."
Hermione gathered up her things and went out into the hall. Not fully awake yet, she was seized by a yawn that seemed to start at the tips of her
My Beautiful PrincessHermione you idiot. Why did you have to stay at the Library this late to study for your charms exam? You already know all the way up to the 7th years spells! It was currently two hours past curfew and Hermione was scolding herself while packing up her books to get back to the common room. Now just be careful, you don't have the Marauda's map so you don't know who may be lurking out in the halls.My Beautiful Princess3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Carefully making her way out of the Library, unlocking the doors with a quiet 'Alohamora', before making her way to the Grand Staircases. Moving in the dark with only her wand to light the way did no good for the Gryffindor as she found herself easily lost on the fifth floor. Hoping to not get caught by Filch, Hermione cautiously made her way to the prefects bathroom. Slipping inside the bathroom, Hermione didn't notice it was already occupied.
"My my, if it isn't the Gryffindor Princess out past curfew." came a vile voice behind her. Hermione instantly froze, easily recognizing the voice even
Crowstiel no. 1Crowley was reaching the end of his tether. Six bloody months he'd been searching for purgatory with the angel rebel, and not a scrap of anything had turned up. However, as Castiel walked into the room Crowley realised that there were some perks.Crowstiel no. 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hello Crowley." ohh, he was so... sexily angelic. Crowley had hid his true feelings for about the first five minutes since they had started working together, but when he couldn't contain himself any longer he had realised that Cas's time in the brothel had taught him that he was the ultimate misfit. A gay, rebel angel. Since then the pair had had a lot of fun.
"So is it work time or playtime, darling?" Crowley grinned.
"I'll leave it up to you... darling?"
"Oh, you're learning fast sweetheart, but you leave the flirting to me and stick to what you're good at... and I know what you're good at, darling."
"Shall we begin?"
"Ooh, yes please, sweetheart." And they did. Cas's ha
Killing with Kindness PrologueThird Year Hermione Jean Granger was scowling at her schedule; she hated Divination and really didn't feel like going to class today. She couldn't stand Professor Trelawney and her bogus area of study. Divination wasn't even real magic; it was just guesswork and BS-ing your way through. But, then again, if Harry and Ron had anything to say about it, ALL their classes were just guesswork and BS.Killing with Kindness Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hermione sighed and pulled the time-turner out of her robes; she'd have to go to class, or face the revocation of her double classes and the time-turner. She began to turn the rotating magical hourglass, but suddenly, Draco Malfoy slammed into her, sending the time-turner into a frenzied spin.
"Crap," Hermione said before the scene around her began rushing backwards. The sun rose and set outside the window to her right and kids rushed to and from in the hallway. Summers came and went, and all the seasons passed in reverse right before her eyes. She had no idea how far she was going to go back, b
Lilacs EpilogueDraco Malfoy adjusted his tie and shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the next. The sun was high in the sky and it was getting hot in his tuxedo. At least the decorations looked nice. The lilac garden at Malfoy Manor was decorated in green, black, and gold ribbons and there were several people seated in the chairs in front of him, waiting for Hermione to walk down the aisle. The Manor peacocks were strutting around outside the garden and occasionally, one would wander inside and have to be escorted back out by Pansy. Draco didn't like her, but once she'd found out he was getting married, she refused to not be a part of it; so he put her on 'peacock watch'.Lilacs Epilogue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Crabbe and Goyle, who were supposed to be standing next to Draco and holding Hermione's ring, had disappeared and Draco was beginning to worry. Until, that is, he saw them invading the cookie table. Since Crabbe still had the ring, Harry Potter went over and took it from him, then took their spot next to Draco, for Hermione
First KissThe dungeon was damp and dingy; the lamps flickered and gave off little light compared to the blaring sunshine. Hermione twirled her hair between her fingers; it was a simple yet boring potions lesson. Her mind wandered as Professor Snape lectured the class. She smiled as she caught his eye causing him to pause; a disgruntled look on his face, he coughed and continued. His voice swam in her head; causing her to linger on his every word. A slight cough came from beside her. She jumped and turned to Ron.First Kiss4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Are you alright?" he whispered smiley attentively.
"Of course," she had to smile back. Ron was so sweet.
"Mr. Weasley, I would strongly advise you to continue your conversation with Miss. Granger, after class." Snape's voice made Hermione's head whip round, sending her frizzed hair in several random directions and settling over her face.
"Now, everyone must complete five inches of parchment on how and why Polyjuice Potion is so difficult to brew." The class groaned but Hermi
Beautiful Disaster: DramioneTitle: Beautiful DisasterBeautiful Disaster: Dramione5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Betas Used (if any): None
Author Notes: I don't own the characters, blah blah blah...you know the drill. This is based off the Lyrics of the song "Beautiful Distaster" by Kelly Clarkson (which is obviously copyrighted to her); they will be listed in Italics through out the story. Hope you enjoy.
It had been three months since Ron had left walked away from her and everything they had built. She knew it was for the best, even though it killed her inside. With Harry dying, Ron was lost; he needed to find himself again, and that meant letting her go. It didn't make the pain any less real, however, and after keeping herself isolated inside her apartment she finally gathered the courage to go out.
She walks into the Three Broomsticks, a place that held many warm, comforting memories in her heart, and made her way to the bar. Madame Rosemerta, the woman in charge of the place, wal
AIM chat at HogwartsNow signing in: daBKworm , WeasleyKING , The-Boy-Who-Lived , NOTaFERRIT! , SSAIM chat at Hogwarts7 years ago in Humor More Like This
daBKworm: Heyy Ron, Harry, Ferrit, and ????
WeasleyKING: Hey Mione! hey Harry, Malfoy!
The-Boy-Who-Lived: who's SS?????
NOTaFERRIT!: IM NOT A DANG FERRIT!
SS: Potter!Weasley! Granger! Malfoy!
daBKworm: i shouldve known....Snape...
SS: Its PROFESSER Snape to you Granger!
daBKworm: ok w/e
WeasleyKING: who invited him anyways?
The-Boy-Who-Lived: -looks at Malfoy-
NOTaFERRIT!: dont look at Me Potter!
Now leaving: SS
WeasleyKING: YAY! HE LEFT!
The-Boy-Who-Lived: ITS TIME FOR DA MATCH!
NOTaFERRIT!: OMG! BYE THEN!
Now leaving: NOTaFERRIT!
The-Boy-Who-Lived: well then...see you
daBKworm: any bets Harry's gunna end up in the hospital wing again?
WeasleyKING: your on! two days tops! 10$
daBKworm: Nu-uh! Three days!
WeasleyKING: Your ON!
daBKworm: you still goin out w/ Lavender?
WeasleyKING: Heck NO!
Guard the CemeteryBury the dead,Guard the Cemetery7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For lifes forsaken across
The vast plains. Six feet
Under the ground
Where ghouls crawl abound
While corpses rise up
To the graveyards top
Purging, the borders
Of the nights mausoleum,
Engraving the names of
The restless grave
Where shadows lurk
And demons smirk
Away from the Holy See
While judgment is averted
Towards the light,
For a final breath
Guard the cemetery.
25 Rules For Writing S. SnapeThey say a rule was never made that hadn't been broken. In this case whoever "they" are...are right. I've come across a lot of horrid fan fiction in my day, but if there's one thing that really really bothers me, it's a poorly written Severus Snape. Therefore, I have compiled these twenty-five simple rules to aid authors in writing him.25 Rules For Writing S. Snape7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
25 Rules for Writing Severus Snape
By Lauren K.
Rule Number One:
Severus Snape is a Potions Master who has been known to have been a spy, as well as exhibit extensive knowledge of the Dark Arts. The fact that I need to state this as a rule makes me die a little inside.
Rule Number Two:
Severus Snape does not refer to students by their first names unless otherwise instructed, and even then it takes effort.
Rule Number Three:
Severus Snape is not interested in anyone's personal life unless it has some bearing upon his own. Any interest shown would be done so begrudgingly.
Rule Number Four:
Severus Snape portra
Lilacs Ch. 5The sun was peeking through the slits in the curtains and fell gracefully across Hermione's face, causing her to wake. She stretched and rolled over; expecting to see a pale blond man sleeping next to her, but instead all she saw was the emptiness of the emerald silk sheets and a small note on his pillow. She pulled it in close so she could read it.Lilacs Ch. 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Come on downstairs. We should talk.
Hermione put the note back down and got out of bed. She went into the bathroom and almost laughed out loud when she saw her reflection. Her hair was in a frizzy and knotted mess and the clothes she was wearing was sticking to her in odd places. She picked up a hairbrush and pulled it roughly and quickly through her hair. Once it was presentable, she turned around and saw a neat pair of jeans and a soft plaid shirt. She assumed that Draco had laid out some of his smallest clothes for her, because they fit just fine, for boys' clothes, that is.
When she felt that she looked as good as sh
After the Ball - Draco n HermsSet in Goblet of Fire, just after the Yule Ball. Dramione if you squint into the future... xDAfter the Ball - Draco n Herms5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hermione Granger slumped on the staircase, reaching down to ease the pain in her feet by taking off her high-heeled shoes. Lines of tear stains covered both of her cheeks and she took shaky breaths, trying to calm herself down.
Her night had been great at first as she danced with Viktor Krum and spoke to many of her friends. But when she had gone over to Harry and Ron to invite them to join in on the fun as they looked pretty gloomy, Ron just had to be an arrogant jerk.
She shook her head gently to stop herself thinking about what happened and instead looked around at who else was still there. Turning her head to look into the great hall, she could see Neville and Ginny still dancing together. They looked so happy.
"This is stupid." Hermione muttered, looping her fingers through the back straps of her shoes and standing up. Just as she was about to turn around and go back to the Gry