When Hermione gets sent back in time to 1981, accidentally saves Harry's parents, and becomes the focus of a new prophecy she has to learn to navigate her way through life in a new time with new friends (and some old ones) while trying to defeat Voldemort once and for all.

She's been waiting her whole life to find out who her parents have chosen for her to marry and now, at the beginning of her sixth year, she's in for a shock. Daphne Greengrass and Harry Potter never would have chosen each other, but now the choice has been taken from them. How will they hurdle the challenges that lay before them? AU, obviously.

A collection of unrelated Harry Potter one shots. Assorted pairings.

Ilsa Slater has a secret, a secret that would ruin her life if her classmates at Hogwarts ever found out. Something as simple as a shove changes everything, and now everyone knows. *ON HIATUS PENDING REWRITE*

Ilsa Slater has a secret, a secret that would ruin her life if her classmates at Hogwarts ever found out. Something as simple as a shove changes everything, and now everyone knows.

I'm so sorry, Miss Granger. It didn't take a genius to figure out what those words meant. She was going to die. Hermione Granger, brightest witch of her age, the brains of the Golden Trio, was going to die. Flintmione. Rated M.

It had started as a bad habit, but it quickly turned into something Hermione hadn't been expecting. Three Shot!

Draco found her in the Room of Hidden Things, her arms hugging her legs to her chest as she sat on the floor in front of the broken Vanishing Cabinet and cried. He wondered what cruel twist of fate had brought her there, to the exact place he had spent most of the year.

She met him in the library during her fifth year. She had, of course, known of him before then, he was quite popular and everyone knew who he was. Not only was he well liked by the majority of the students but he was also known for the same thing she was. Pureblood. Sacred Twenty Eight. Her parents still would have deemed him unacceptable. One Shot!

It was an accident, a single moment in time she could never take back. Actions have consequences, but in this case it might not be too bad. Non-magical AU. Tombraxmione triad.

"No one will accept this, us," he said, moving forward and capturing Harry's face with both hands, wiping away his tears. "The Savior of the Wizarding World and the Death Eater's Son? I would ruin you." One Shot. Warning: Slash

"Hermione, why is my mother yelling about contraception charms?" he asked. "Well, I have something I need to tell you," Hermione admitted. One-shot!

It was a bloody fucking Christmas miracle, and he wondered if maybe fate was finally done fucking him over. **Winner for Most Creative Backstory of the Quills and Parchment Under the Mistletoe One-Shot Competition 2016**

"Remus was your first mate, and no one will deny you the right to grieve him, but you will find another, and once the pain is gone what you feel for your new mate will make your feelings for Remus look like puppy love." Fenrir x Hermione. Rated M. Smut. One Shot!

I'll love you until the day I die, he'd said, and he did, he loved James for two more weeks after that night. Regulus/James One Shot. Warning: Slash

It's five years after the war and Hermione Weasley finds herself thinking of all the reasons she has for leaving her husband. She can have all the reasons in the world, but at the end of the day will she leave? EWE *COMPLETE*

She regretted it. She regretted a lot of things, but nothing more than she regretted opening her big fat mouth in the Great Hall and suggesting turning Harry Potter over to Voldemort. It wasn't like she had anything against Potter, it was just that she'd been so scared. So scared and so tired of being scared and she'd only wanted for it to be over.

She was tired of death. Tired of fighting. Tired of the war. The war had torn Ginny Weasley's heart apart and by the time Harry's body hit the floor of the Great Hall all she wanted was to die. There was nothing left that was worth living for. Voldemort Wins AU.

They watched each other closely. She sat at the Gryffindor table next to his brother and watched him where he sat with the Slytherins. He fascinated her, much to Sirius' disappointment. There was something to be said for the younger Black brother, who ate his meals and lived through his days in perpetual silence. One-Shot!

He would have believed it, would have believed that the brilliant smile that stretched across her face was a reflection of true happiness if he didn't know her better. Her whiskey colored eyes clued him in on the lie. One-Shot!