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Night Horrors by backbiter
Hermione Granger thought nothing could be scarier than making herself vulnerable.
Hermione Granger was dead wrong.
Phonocardiographie by clavas_balas
Many a night, just at midnight, when all the world slept, she would receive a call from a mysterious man.
Shadowed by Whatislightwithoutdark
One year. One year Hermione managed to escape him. A man who has haunted her footsteps ever since she was a child. Like a possessive shadow, he has always lurked in the darkness, watching and waiting. His name she knows not. His intentions she knows not.
And now that he finally has her within his clutches once more, she wonders how this nightmare he has spun for her will end. She should have known better though … no one can escape from a ghost.
No summary per fest rules
“It’s my birthday today Hermione. And I decided to get myself a gift” he looked into her horrified eyes as he breathed over her lips.
“You”
An otherworldly story told in three parts.
Muggle AU
“It’s my birthday today Hermione. And I decided to get myself a gift” he looked into her horrified eyes as he breathed over her lips.
“You”
An otherworldly story told in three parts.
Muggle AU
The year is 1885: Northumberland, England. Hermione is the overly-protected daughter of Sir Granger, well-known eccentric and professor of all things supernatural / occult. Little does the scientifically-minded Hermione expect the mysterious new graduate student that shows up one day at their door, or the secrets he drags along with him. [A Tomione Victorian Era Vampire AU—written for “A Love to Die For: Tomione Holiday Fic Fest 2021.”]
Frame of Mind by Phantom_Fish
Sent to Riddle Manor on a routine Ministry task, Hermione discovers a lingering presence in its decaying rooms—an enchanted portrait of Tom Riddle.
Dark Matter by Nekositting
Hermione Granger enters the Riddle Estate as Lord Riddle's governess in search for salvation.
She finds something else instead.
You Look Just Like Her by elaia
Hermione let out a cry as Tom suddenly yanked hard on her hair, her neck straining backwards, her scalp almost burning.
“You look just like her,” he breathed.
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione like to steal things. Nice things. Shiny things. Expensive things. After getting a tip about a recent widower named Tom with nice, shiny, and expensive things, the trio break into the man’s secluded home in an abandoned neighborhood.
They should have stayed away.
No. Not they.
Hermione should have stayed away.
Men Who Play with Their Food by dillpicklepanic
Hermione’s got just one year left before she earns her bachelor’s and can finally get the hell out of this town. But as the stress mounts, she finds herself looking for a way to let loose. Just a little bit.
Flirting with that weird guy at the bar couldn’t hurt, right?
The experiment by thekarmapolice
She entered his shop one rainy afternoon.
A Tomione story. AU. Dark. Explicit.
Break yourself against my stones by devdevlin
Hermione's second year of uni is going perfectly to plan. She's student president for her year, top of each of her classes, and she's well on track to take the Bioscience's annual merit award.
She's also bored out of her fucking mind.
That is, until one of her instructors slips her the strangest note...
A Sin to Know by EchoPhoenix
Tom allowed a genuine smile past his bloody lips as he raised his slender fingers to his gaze. Miss Granger really ought to curb such a self destructive habit, digging her fingernails into her palm like a reprimanded child?
How very unladylike.
Tom pressed his fingers to his nose, smelling her sweet scent of copper and iron. He could hardly suppress a moan as he breathed her in deeply.
He traced those two, bloody fingers across his lips, allowing his and hers to intermingle in an intimate act of which one party was not privy to. Tom couldn’t quite bring himself to care, his tongue darting out to taste her, despite himself overeager at the thought of her on his tongue. A groan escaped his throat, low and guttural as he dipped his fingers into his mouth, swirling her there like a fine wine.
Hermione Granger tasted positively divine.
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