"Right- the way I see it, Granger," Cormac dropped his chair back to the ground and leaned forward, propping his elbows on the table as if he were about to tell her a secret. That got her attention. "You'll want to sit down and listen. Especially since you're the reason I didn't make the team."

She wasn't sure how things had gotten to this point. It was never supposed to be like this. Hermione was supposed to marry Ron. But somehow, somewhere along the way, it had all gone wrong. But nothing could explain how she'd gotten into her current predicament... in Cormac McLaggan's flat. More accurately, in Cormac MgLaggan's bed. Naked.

Sirius Black didn't need his parents, didn't need his brother, but he needed his friends. And he would learn to need her too. Katherine Graves, his professor; the person he wanted to hate more than anything, the person he couldn't hate despite everything. (Taking a break on this for now)

It didn't make sense to fall in love in the middle of a war, but since when did life work out the way it was supposed to? First War Fic Kingsley/OC

It had become something of a habit. No real feelings, no expectations. Just pure physical comfort. Of course, who wasn't looking for a quick shag after the wars they just fought?

It had become something of a habit. No real feelings, no expectations. They just used one another for physical comfort. Kingsley S./O.C. Smut!