"And finally, this week's sports focus is our very own campus hero, Cedric Diggory!" There was a flurry of overlapping ahhs and giggles, and Hermione rolled her eyes. "Granger you're up." "Me?" Hermione squeaked. "Yes, you." "But I don't know anything about football," Hermione protested...

A place for all those little bits of something that don't belong anywhere else. One-shots, multi pairings, no pairings, prompts and the beginnings of story ideas.

A Halloween inspired collection of song prompted one-shots, featuring Deathmione pairings; Hermione x Evander Avery, Hermione x Reuben Yaxley, Hermione x Fenrir Greyback, Hermione x Antonin Dolohov, Hermione x Felix Mulciber, Hermione x Tom Riddle and bonus Hermione x Regulus Black.

His life was one of structure, regime, and obedience, everything was in formation lines. Everything except for her, Hermione. With her wild hair that sprang in every direction, she broke every rule in his overly dictated life, and he wasn't sorry for it.

It shouldn't be this good. More than any other thought, that was the one that kept drifting to the forefront of Hermione's mind. The sentence lit up behind her eyes like a blinking neon sign and washed out all the other noise in a scream of day-glow pink.

Four-part, multi-pairing, one-shot series inspired by the elements. (Water - Fenrir Greyback x Hermione Granger)

Neville is finally off to Hogwarts, escaping his overbearing Grandmother, eccentric relatives and life in the constant shadow of his brave Father. He is clumsy, shy and completely unsure of himself until he makes a friend looking for his toad. A friend that will go on to become the most important person in his life.

Stories with one of my favourite hp pairings. One-shots, mini fics and more.

Stories with one of my favourite hp pairings. One-shots, mini fics and more.

Regulus flexed his feet, feeling the bite of his newish shoes shaking his head. It was a bit of maudlin folly to be dressed as he was, in his best robes, his hair arranged just so. He doubted he would remain in such pristine condition by the end of the evening, more so he doubted anyone would understand the significance even if he was found.

A collection of song prompt one-shots featuring new pairings and continuations/ outtakes from existing stories.

Luna's fingers gripped the arms of the throne-like chair she was perched on as she pushed her dainty feet into the pointed shoes sat upon the carpet. She twisted her ankles a little, appraising the pumps irregular sparkle with a slight smile. Luna couldn't remember the last time she had put on such high heels, shoes, in general, weren't really her thing. [One Shot]

Hermione's head tilted back as she stared up at the imposing grey prism that dominated the bleak skyline. The raging wind lashed against her thin robes, the unending gusts finding their way through the fabric to nip at her skin. She felt nothing.

Percy ignored her sudden stiffness, he didn't care what the state of her injuries were, Hermione was so tough, so brave, he almost couldn't focus on something as every day as skin when he was blinded by her radiance, the beauty that shone from her eyes, from the set of her mouth, in all the little noises she made.

The stranger was tall and broad, almost the largest person she had ever seen, apart from Hagrid. He had long, dark hair that fell in messy, tangled waves past his shoulders. Despite there being nothing notably outlandish about his appearance she felt confident he was magical, and in her experience of meeting people from that world, encounters could go, at best, either way.

When his eyes had lost the white dots from the sudden light, he registered more than Hermione's frantic breathing. An eye mask was pushed back into her unruly curls, her body almost completely hidden by pyjamas far too big for her, a vast amount of white cotton, with little purring cats all over.

Antonin's eyes studied the picture of the girl in the soft blue dress, as she was twirled around by a boy in Durmstrang robes. Krum eyed the girl, Hermione, his mouth set in a grim line. Her face could not have been more different, her eyes twinkled when he bowed, and she erupted into fits of giggles every time she was lifted, lighting up the whole picture with her smile.

Voldemort holds a full meeting during the first war to celebrate the marking of one of the 'faithful'. Follow the Death Eaters beyond the meeting for a glimpse behind the mask. Featuring; Snape, Bellatrix, Dolohov, Yaxley, Lucius as well as others.

Sirius absentmindedly lifted his hand to the top of his chest, brushing his warm fingers just under his collarbone to rub the pads against one of his more recent additions. A few tiny dots in comparison to some of his other work, but his most precious, most meaningful by far.

The light wins the war and all is well except it isn't, not beneath the surface. After an unexpected solicitation to visit Azkaban Hermione finds herself on another of her missions, though the subject she chooses is less malleable than she would have imagined.