stefanija_m
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger.
The monotony of Draco’s daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence.
Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can’t find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why are morning meetings with Draco Malfoy the only thing that make sense anymore?Series
- Part 1 of Spectrum
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 312,286
- Chapters:
- 51/51
- Collections:
- 155
- Comments:
- 9,654
- Kudos:
- 35,346
- Bookmarks:
- 14,988
- Hits:
- 2,741,289
Bookmarked by stefanija_m
26 Dec 2024
-
Public Bookmark 29264
Mystery Work
Part of archived works
Summary
This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
Bookmarked by stefanija_m
31 Oct 2024
-
Tags
Summary
”Hermione…you have to return.”
On the night of Bill Weasley’s wedding to Fleur Delacour, Hermione is sent against her will twenty years in the past, with no hopes of returning or any guide save for a vague prophecy from Luna Lovegood.
Unraveling the mystery of being fated to bring Light to Darkness, Hermione embarks on a quest to alter the course of the future, changing the very fabric of time as she would come to know it in the future.
Alpha: MommaStanberry
Beta: Astrangefan- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 130,462
- Chapters:
- 29/?
- Collections:
- 3
- Comments:
- 449
- Kudos:
- 1,305
- Bookmarks:
- 467
- Hits:
- 51,131
Bookmarked by stefanija_m
03 Oct 2024
-
Tags
Summary
She doesn’t quite know what to do with the way that Alice is looking at her. Like she’s something sacred, something inescapable, one of the old gods that slumber in the centre of the earth—Alice’s eyes are their own kind of hunger, the ache of an empty belly, the dark comfort of dreaming and the soft light of coming awake.
“Your life is your own, Narcissa,” she says.
And oh, how badly Narcissa wishes that were true.
8/24/23
PLEASE DON'T POST MY FICS ON GOODREADS/STORYGRAPHS/ETC.PLEASE DON'T REPOST MY WORKS ON ANY OTHER SITES.
PLEASE DON'T PRINT OR BIND MY WORKS USING THIRD PARTY SITES THAT MAKE A PROFIT - DO IT BY HAND OR NOT AT ALL. DO NOT SELL BOUND COPIES OF MY FICS.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 14,665
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 5
- Comments:
- 320
- Kudos:
- 2,951
- Bookmarks:
- 1,002
- Hits:
- 35,455
Bookmarked by stefanija_m
03 Oct 2024