Fanfic Harry Hermione Novels & Stories

I thought my companionship could help you forget the past and start fresh. I laughed bitterly at myself. "Now, I see I was wrong. You never wanted to forget. You found someone to help you live in the past." "Derek, I'm not..." Grace shook her head through her tears. "I really do love you. We have so many beautiful memories together—" "Beautiful?" I interrupted her. "Were those memories really with me, or do they belong to the Harry in your fantasies? "The restaurant we went to on our first date was the one Harry had mentioned. The music I played when I proposed was from Harry's favorite band. Even our home's decor is identical to the small apartment he used to rent."

My professor was happy to see how things turned out between us, and I gradually fell in love with Flynn. Harry’s affection was passionate and intense. But my connection with Flynn ran deeper despite not having been together for a long time. We seemed to always be able to reach each other’s minds. My career and my personal life were going well. Just as I thought I would live the rest of my life in peace, I unexpectedly met Harry again.

since harry had already lost his memories then I see no reason for me to be doing that ,all I just have to do at this moment ,is to make sure that ,they never get to meet each other and harry never gets to remember who she really was or that's just going to be the death of me and I don't want that happening ,I already have him so I must protect him with all my life ,. his mine

But more so for Cho-ae, who found herself catching a crush the first few weeks they were roomed together. "I don't know. I slept after getting her some coffee, and that was at 2AM. Honestly, it's amazing that she can even attend her morning classes still. While not being a zombie fueled by caffeine, at that." She shook her head and tried to regain focus on the lector's discussion for today, but her mind was clearly someplace else. "C'mon, we all know Kim Young-mi is simply a different breed. Some sort of otherworldly being." Hana chuckled beside her, continuing to doodle on the back of her notebook. "What do you have planned for the freshman concert?"

Then, at that point, Harry took her to their study hall, Fanky was astounded to see both of them clasping hands. "Stand by, what does that mean, are you dating?" Fanky guaranteed while grinning." Harry answered, "Yes!" grinning Harry said. "Amazing, congratulations!" said Fanky. "Much obliged! Okay, I'll simply pass by later at break time." Goodbye Harry. "Ok, OK." Arosh gestured. Harry immediately kissed her on the cheek, before at last leaving. "How sweet promptly in the first part of the day I was chomped by the subterranean insects now." Fanky prods.

Although it's not the same as holding her in my arms, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine, or tasting her, I'll make do. Hermione nods in agreement, offering me a tight smile. We finish eating, clean the dishes together, and retire to bed early. This time, Hermione skips her study session to cuddle with me. We fall asleep, locked in each other's embrace. My heart overflows with ecstasy in this moment. However, it's a fleeting indulgence, given the impending longing I'll face in three days. Hermione adjusts in my embrace, having fallen asleep quickly, and I plant a kiss on her forehead, closing my eyes as well.

"You're right. I do like him." Hermione smiled back. "I know." The two women shared a look, then turned to gaze at the city below. After a moment, Yvonne paused. "Wait." She turned to Hermione. "If your husband was your high school sweetheart... which fiancé did Gianna steal?" Hermione's smile froze. She shook her head slowly. "Rhys and I had a huge fight. We separated." She looked out at the skyline. "But I guess fate dragged us back together."

We all read about how Harry continued to blatantly flirt with Cam. He even went so far as to TELL her that they’re soul mates. Unsurprisingly, she didn’t believe a word out of his mouth, and since he didn’t tell her HOW he supposedly KNOWS they’re meant to be together, Cam just wrote it off as another terrible line from the overly flirtatious Incubus. We all wish him better luck next time and Amber congratulates him on finding his soul mate and complains a lot about how jealous she is that we all got to meet her first.

Hermione's face flushed with embarrassment as she realized that they had been caught, but Viktor simply grinned, his arm wrapping around her waist as he pulled her close. "To be continued," he murmured, his lips brushing her ear. "But for now, perhaps we should take this somewhere more private." Hermione nodded, her body already aching for his touch once more. As they slipped out of the library, hand in hand, the bookshelves seemed to sigh with satisfaction, their secrets safe for another day.

She burnt the fried egg. Harry smiled lightly, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the milk left on her lips. He handed her a napkin. "Olena is a person who takes care of me, and she also takes special care of my marriage." Olena did it so obviously, of course she knew it. But it was very embarrassing that she did so in such a frank way. She reached out to take the napkin from Harry. Her finger accidentally touched his, and there seemed to be a current flowing from her finger to her blood. She suddenly blushed and quickly took back her hand.