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Chapter 62: The Dark Lord breathed in deeply through his nose as he almost always did to increase the drama before he made what he considered to be an important announcement. “We march on Edinburgh tonight. It’s time to let Dumblefore know that Hogwarts is within my grasp. Nowhere in Scotland is safe.”

Honestly, no one is good enough for my favorite character. 

In an ideal world, she finds a muggleborn wizard who understands her struggles, and is similarly intelligent and powerful. (He can even help her make amends with her parents post-war.) 

I don’t think canon Harry deserves Hermione, tbh. He got distracted by shiny Ginny and I lowkey never forgave him for that. 

HOWEVER, if we’re talking solely fanfiction, I find the best stories have controversial pairings. 

I love dramione. Something about it is quite poetic when it’s done carefully. You can go to any extreme really, and it will always be interesting. From soft and sweet, to absolutely devastating.

I like Theomione or at least I really like that one ShayaLonnie story. I can appreciate that perhaps Draco and Hermione have too much history, and that Theo is a blank canvas Slytherin. I’ve been invested in his character since I first read OlivieBlake. He probably has the best rep in fanfiction, for his dry wit and charm, and his sad backstory. 

Harry/Hermione is interesting to read when it’s well done. (See Alexandra_Emerson). I don’t care for Weasley or Dumbledore bashing (to the extremes), but there are some stories that are so well thought out and explore sticky situations like infidelity absolutely brilliantly. 

I LOVE time travel and pureblood culture, so pairings with Sirius or Regulus are very good in my book. Write more of these I beg of you. Regulus because I think he’s hot, and he’s already redeemed. Sirius because he’s hot and could stand to grow up a little. They’d be explosive, wouldn’t they? 

I know Hermione is not perfect, and that’s part and parcel of why I don’t ship her with Luna or Fleur. I can’t quite get over her cattiness when she first meets those characters. Also, I like Fleur/Bill and Luna/Rolf is perfect IMO. 

Fremione is very cute but for some reason I don’t like George/Hermione. Not sure why, really? 

Ongoing

She had been missing for more than ten years. But then she had dark magic cast on her in the Department of Mysteries, and that insidious curse did more than just injure her physically.

The Other Side by @riverwriter

Harry Potter had never had a true friend. He’d been to war, to hell and back but he'd survived. And then he found a magical object that transported him to a dimension where a woman who might have been a real friend did exist. The problem was that all she saw when she looked at him was her dead best friend.

Rated: M; Chapters: 10/?; Words: 25146 Warnings: Implied/Referenced Drug Use; Character Death

Anyone?

Edit: Several Options!

SENSEMYCLUSTER SAID: IS IT VEELA FOR SURE? I DON’T REMEMBER FIRE BEING A PART OF IT🤔 MAYBE FIRE DRAGON BY SUNNE WHERE DRACO IS AN IGNIUS

CRYSTALHARDTED SAID: YES, IT IS HEED HIS SWEET CALL BY JAMCREYNOLDS! THAT SCENE OCCURS AROUND CHAPTER 8. HOPE THAT HELPS :)

He rounded the aisle to find Hermioe gazing longingly at a display of Fizzing Whizbees.

“What isn’t fair, Darling?”

“They look so good, but I can’t have any, they wouldn’t be safe for the baby. They were on the list.”

Draco schooled his expression to hide his surprise. She sounded so genuinely sad and he didn’t want to upset her further, but he knew for a fact that Hermione had only ever had one Whizbee in her life. Not only had she hated the sherbert flavour, but she’d found the levitation effect terrifying and nausea inducing.

And he had certainly read the list of foods to avoid during pregnancy that the healer had given them, but she ate so few sweets that he’d only really skimmed that portion. He certainly hadn’t been searching to see if Fizzing Whizbees were included on it.

He walked up behind her and wrapped an arm around her to place a hand on her bump. He was aware he’d spent the past seven months walking around all puffed up with pride that this amazing woman was having his baby. He couldn’t even muster up any irritation that he knew all of their friends were mocking him about it behind his back.

“I’m sorry, my love, in a few weeks you can have all the Whizbees you want.”

She sighed again. “I probably won’t want them anymore. I just think it might be nice to know what all the fuss is about without wanting to retch.”

“Even if they were safe, I’m not sure this is the time to try them without them making you retch,” he chuckled.

She laughed along with him and leaned into his chest. “I guess that’s one mystery I’ll just never understand.”

She sighed yet again, this time obviously for dramatic effect.

“My poor sweet wife,” he crooned, “how about we get you some Sugar Quills to try and soothe this terrible wound.”

She tilted her head back for a kiss, searching for a kiss. “Love you,” she murmured against his lips.

“Love you too.”