Now she's here, in a fancy tearoom with his mother discussing his future engagement to Miss Astoria Greengrass. She's inwardly dying to tell Harry and Ron because their heads would surely roll, but she can't thanks to client confidentiality.

AU. He presses the tip of his wand against her throat. "I don't trust you any more than I trust Snivellus," Sirius sneers. "Once a Death Eater. Always a Death Eater."

Cho Chang Character Study Ft. Cedric Diggory

I thought I could kiss Sirius Black without any fuss, but fate seemed to have other plans. "Look on the bright side, no one's called you a slag since term started and Filch finally removed that drawing of you as a Troll in the girls lavatory on the fourth floor." In all honesty, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

AU. "No, I'm brilliant and resourceful. I know what I stand for. I'm not the one who spent years pledging to blood purity, only to end up switching sides. You're the one who's pathetic enough to throw yourself into the mercy of a lion's den." Then he watched her walk away. Again.

AU. One-shot. He laughs. His gray eyes crinkle. And it's fleeting moments like this, which remind me that he's not made of ice like I used to believe.

Hermione was no stranger to overcoming adversity. She was a war hero, an advocate for the better treatment of magical creatures, and last week she finally learned how to bake chocolate torte without burning it to a crisp. However, she wasn't invincible. Everyone had their own Achilles' heel and hers was Draco Malfoy.