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“Oh, no, please, Harry…not my Harry…”
Hermione gasped and fell to her knees as she cradled her limp body in his arms. The pain in her chest screamed in agony as if she had lost part of her soul.
“No, no, no, no,” she repeated like a litany of prayer as she rocked him back and forth. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. This wasn’t supposed to happen. This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Death watched the pitiful form of his lover’s incarnation, clutching the deceased body of his current incarnation.
“Please. I...there must be another way. Save him. I know he wasn't supposed to die."
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The Unearthed Prologue by Terpseachore (Flying_Flitwicks)
Fandoms: 백작가의 망나니가 되었다 - 유려한 | Lout of Count's Family | Trash of the Count's Family - Yulyeohan
24 Jul 2022
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"Is this the 500th round?" he asked.
"You poor thing."
"Do not pity me."
A 'What-If' about a man who suddenly got transported to a world he knew nothing about.
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The Traveler by Terpseachore (Flying_Flitwicks)
Fandoms: 백작가의 망나니가 되었다 - 유려한 | Trash of the Count's Family - Yulyeohan
01 Jan 2022
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In a world riddled with dungeons and monsters, Kim Roksu is an S-Class Awakener with an EX-Grade Skill called "The Traveler". Everyone, especially Kim Roksu, deemed it useless until the ‘catastrophe’ engulfed the world.
/ An LCF AU where KRS gets to live in three different dimensions.
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Being ‘Pure’ was a necessity for the oldest Wizarding families. Being ‘Pure’ meant keeping their Gifts alive. AU.
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There was something different about her as he observed from his seat. They were seated in their usual booth, eating their usual orders with the usual gang, but there was something different that he could not put a finger on.
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One friend's need was greater than the other. Harry makes his choice to support a jilted Hermione after Ron kisses Lavender Brown, high on his Quidditch success. Emotions erupt, hurtful words are thrown into the conflict and feelings are hurt. Just the usual teenage drama. As a means to an end, Harry and Hermione make a decision to become each other's dates for Professor Slughorn's Christmas Party. What was first a plan to get back at Ron and protect Harry from his admirers ends up leading into something very unexpected for the pair. Perhaps they weren't just friends after all.
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He thought the war was the end of the story.
But love — fierce, ordinary, and chosen — was just the beginning.
NB: This is my firstborn fic, written with trembling hands and a heart full of aftermath. Fresh from the source, untouched by reposts or archives. Read slowly. Let it sit with you awhile. And maybe keep a cup of tea or a biscuit nearby—it’s that kind of story. –x
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05 Aug 2025
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05 Jul 2025
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(1) “Hello in there,” he said, gently, voice somewhere between a laugh and a prayer. “It’s your dad. I’m the one who made a total mess of his hair until yesterday and barely passed Potions.”
Hermione watched, speechless.
Harry looked up at her, his face lit with something purer than hope. “I want them to know my voice,” he whispered. “Even if I say stupid things.”
“You don’t,” she said, her own voice trembling. “You sound like someone who’s in love.”
He blinked. “I think I am.”
Hermione smiled down at him, brushing his fringe off his forehead — shorter now, neater. “With me, or the bump?”
He leaned up and kissed her gently. “Both.”
She laughed against his mouth, her hand resting over his. “Good answer.”
The birds kept singing, the pancakes went cold, and the world outside didn’t matter. Not today.
They had a morning.
They had each other.
They had everything they needed.
(2) “I just…” She looked down at her belly, resting both hands there. “I want to be sure that I am ready. That this isn’t us just trying to put a bow on a life that’s been terrifying and beautiful and completely unplanned.”
Harry nodded, his voice soft. “You want to do it when it feels like joy, not rescue.”
She looked up at him again, tears on her lashes. “Yes. I want it to be our moment. Not because we’re afraid of what people will say. Not because we’ve made something fragile we need to protect.”
He smiled, leaned forward, and pressed a kiss to her hand. “Then we’ll wait. We’ll wait until the world is quieter—until it’s something that feels like dancing barefoot in a kitchen with our son asleep upstairs.”
Hermione let out a soft laugh, wiping her eyes. “You’re getting good at the metaphors, Potter.”
“I have a pretty brilliant muse.”
(3) “He’s almost here,” Hermione said quietly, staring at the flutter of movement under her jumper.
“Yeah.” Harry looked at her belly, his eyes full of something vast and unspoken. “You know, I still wake up in the middle of the night and think… how did I get this lucky?”
She laughed softly, but her voice wobbled. “Me too. And I still have moments where I wonder if I’ll know what to do. What kind of mum am I?”
“You’ll be brilliant,” Harry said without hesitation, and when she looked down, his hand was resting on her bump, thumb still moving. “You’ve always known how to take care of people. I learned everything from you.”
“And I learned to be brave from you,” she whispered, eyes stinging.
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There are so many stories and fables, but one thing is true... everyone has a grain of truth to them. Sometimes those truths need to be hidden, and sometimes they need to shine. Hermione Granger is about to rock the beliefs of everyone the day she shows up on the train.
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01 Jul 2025
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(1) “Born of two magical parents, both highly powerful in their own way. From the anniversary of their sixteenth year on this earth -their sixteenth birthday- for that year, the gods and goddesses will visit them, test the child until one claims them as theirs. They will be given gifts far beyond those of the magicals.” she rattled off thinking of the fables she grew up hearing, the same ones she told her son when he was young.
“Hermione Jean Granger, born with the blood of Veela and Gancanagh. The only Child of the Gods is my god-daughter. I have hidden her for these past 15 years to save her. On the 19th of September she will be 16, and I am now asking for your help to protect my family from the Death Eaters who are still free, and have heard that a Child exists. One who, if tortured enough, would become the child of Hades and be able to bring Tom Riddle back to life.”
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When the time comes, Harry Potter really wants to be a good lover. The only problem? He can’t trust anyone to show him the ropes without risking his face splashed across the Daily Prophet.
Until his best friend makes him an offer he can’t refuse.
“He swallowed. ‘Why?’
Her voice softened. ‘Because it’s a gift I can give you. Something only I can. And because… I want to. I want to be the one who helps you feel safe. Desired. I want to be the person you remember helped you figure it out.’”
Set during the long, quiet summer after eighth year, The Summer Between is the story of how Harry and Hermione — best friends, battle-forged, tender and tangled — decide to explore intimacy as practice, never expecting it to become the one thing neither of them can surrender.
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30 Jun 2025