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S1 they were cursed, and S2 there was magic in town they and a lot of family drama that got some quality (unlike the Emma- Snow-Malefcient drama) so all fitted her character. Emma in later seasons feels off, after Zelena arrival I always had the feeling she should just break the 4th wall and say "I shouldn't be here".

I'm sure someone else has voiced an opinion about this but it bugs me to NO end that Emma continues trying to run away from Storybrooke and uses Henry's lack of memories as an excuse.

Ignoring the fact that Regina is his mother too and Emma doesn't muster up the courage to tell her, this is Henry's family and if he had his memories, he would want to stay.

Emma is acting completely selfishly, all she wants is to run from magic and her responsibility which I get but to hurt EVERYONE in the process and to hide behind "it's not safe for Henry" is kind of disgusting to me.

I love Emma and I want to side with her because I get where she's coming from, generally, but I can't on this one.

She shows no sympathy for Hook, her parents, Regina, or anyone else she's effectively abandoning and it's so weird to me that she would be so selfish.

I read it not too long ago.

It was a Harry Potter x Hermione with tropes and a soul bond as I recall.

The main thing I remember was that the soul bond was kept secret.

And toward the end of the story Ginny found out that Harry and Hermione were married, but didn’t know they had a soul bond.

So, Ginny brewed a potion.

This special potion had a Latin name and was brewed under the full moon.

It would turn any love a drinker had for a person into hatred.

Also, if drank, the effects are permanent.

In the story, brewing this potion was punishable by going to prison in azkaban.

There was a trial scene and everything.

Harry never ended up drinking the potion.

Dobby had heard Ginny talking about it and warned them.

I am almost done reading Blindness and am loving it!

The adventure, the romance, powerful Harry and Hermione, good family around them, and so much more.

I am looking for something along the veins of this, with a bit more smut if possible.

Sorry if this is kind of vague.

Thanks in advance!

Tom gazes at Ginny over Harry's shoulder, smirking triumphantly. He quickly flashes her the middle finger before drawing Harry into a kiss.

He has never been to engage in snogging in front of people.

But he has a statement to make, a furious bint to warn off from what's his. If needs must.

One came of age in the 1940s and the other is a millennial. I love when this shows.

Of course, some Harrymort stories poke fun at their huge age gap, but in Tomarry fics like A Dangerous Game, where Harry falls for one of Vee's Horcruxes or Tom somehow crash-lands in the Golden Trio era, even when they are the "same age," their generation gap becomes evident pretty soon.

I found it cute when Harry fondly calls Tom an "old man" in A Dangerous Game and Tom struggles being a millennial.

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The dulcet notes of a music box roused the dreamer. They let out a low groan and stretched. A mirror of all mornings previous. Their room was a cocoon of darkness perfectly tailored to their tastes. They fumbled forward, slowly rising from the floor, and knocking aside a few items in the process. They traveled in the direction of "forward" until their outstretched hand bumped into a closet door, from which they retrieved a cup noodles container that was miraculously not crushed, and a plastic bottle of water. They pored the water into a mug that they hoped was clean enough to not make them sick, then lightly tossed the empty bottle to the side. They slid along the wall until they reached a corner and squatted, narrowly avoiding smashing their knee into a microwave on the floor. As their water heated, the faint glow lit the room enough for the figure to be both disgusted with their room and themself. "I'll clean it tomorrow", they half muttered to themself, but it was as empty of a promise as it was yesterday. At the sound of a chime, the room settled back into comfortable darkness.

After breakfast, they moved to their working corner. The now worker's room was divided into three sections: one corner was their sleeping corner, then there was their cooking corner, the next was their working corner, and lastly was their empty corner. Discounting all of the trash, there was no furniture, and to anyone who wasn't used to the smell, it reeked. They didn't mind it all that much though. Due to an old think pad they had purchased a long time ago, and their knack for IT (along with certifications they had acquired earlier in life) they were able to pay the rent of their one room apartment, and get groceries delivered to their door, so they never had any real reason to leave.

After clocking out, they returned to their sleeping corner and scrolled until they felt tired again. As they were perusing their media of choice, they came across a will you press the button meme, their favorite meme type. This time, the text stated: "Travel to a world with magic but be transported in your current body."

"Stupid", they absentmindedly mocked how uncreative this meme was, but added "but easy press". At the sound of verbal acknowledgement, neon blue outlines of boxes appeared encasing the body as if they were trapped inside of a voxel model of themself. At the bottom of the outline, the voxel encasing the top left portion of their foot flashed then vanished taking flesh with it. The pain was the worst they had ever felt in their life, and as their body spasmed and the outline mirrored, the next closest voxel to the missing one flashed. This time the pain pushed the now screamer to blackout.

A gentle warmth frustrated the dreamer rousing them from their pleasant dreams. They squinted their eyes open, and as was already apparent, they were outside. This was the first time they had seen sunlight in years. With a start, they remembered the now non existent pain and looked down, but every part of themself was accounted for. They were irritated by light and unfamiliarity, and now at the sound of their stomach rumbling, their irritation of unfamiliarity compounded.

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It's a nice hook, I think. Might turn it into something more when work stops kicking my ass

"Er... Mione..."

Lavender's shoulders fell as she watched Hermione turn to Ronald, surprise on her face. So... So it didn't work. It never worked.

God, it was a stupid idea. She didn't know why she'd thought it would work. She was just desperate. So many years and her attempts at even just making friends had failed completely and utterly. And now...

She felt tears slide down her face and whirled, running away. She couldn't let them see her cry. Let her think she was just a heartbroken girlfriend. A stupid teenage 'bimbo' who wasn't wanted.

Why? Why did she have to like someone that so clearly didn't care about her? Why did she have to try so hard for that person's attention? Why did she have to fall so very hard?

She didn't go far. She went to the nearest classroom, found a seat, and dropped in it so she could cry. She was a mess in seconds. Tears streamed down her red face, contorted with pain and heartbreak. Her dusky blonde curls fell around her face like a curtain.

This was it. She'd lost. Hermione and Ron would get together, and she'd be alone. Heartbroken and with only a couple friends who'd know she wasn't just some stupid boy-stealing homewrecker.

She was in love. Maybe she hadn't made the best decisions, but so what? Love made people do stupid things.

She heard footsteps and looked up. When she saw the mane of bushy brown curls, she froze.

Hermione had followed her. Why? What did she want? Was...

"Here to gloat?" Lavender asked, unable to help herself. She'd deserve it. She'd been a bitch to the other girl. She was so awful at conveying her feelings, in reality.

"Lavender, I-"

"Just go! I know you want him, and now he wants you, too!" Lavender shouted, half-sobbing her words. "God, I was so stupid, thinking I had a chance. Why choose me? I'm just a 'dumb bimbo', right?" She gave a bitter laugh in spite of herself.

"No, I... Lavender, I'm sorry. I was wrong," Hermione pleaded as she stepped closer. She sounded scared, for some reason. Worried.

"Wrong? For what? Choosing the boy you like?" Lavender said miserably. "It's fine. It's whatever. I know I'm nobody's first choice. You hate me. I know it."

"No, Lavender, I don't. You've got it all wrong!" Hermione insisted.

"What in the world could I possibly have wrong?!" She shouted back, looking at Hermione with defiant eyes.

A second later, their lips met. Lavender froze, stunned as she felt the awkward click of teeth. Their noses bumped together. It was wet from her tears, and also from Hermione's.

A bubble of warmth exploded inside her. An overwhelming torrent of happiness that washed out the melancholy. The confusion remained as she tried to process what was happening.

When Hermione pulled back, she met Lavender's eyes. Brown to hazel. "It was never about Ron," Hermione whispered.

Different tears slid down Lavender's face as she wrapped her arms around Hermione's neck. "It was never about Ron," she agreed quietly, pulling the girl she loved close to share their second kiss.

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So what I’m thinking is that harry found some highschool dxd magazines and thought that a demon would be an awesome friend. So when he gets his letter he immediately tries finding anything he can on demon summoning.

I keep thinking of him finding some dangerous summoning rituals and Dumbledore doing everything he can to make sure the ritual doesn’t work without harry knowing. For some reason it’s all very cartoony when I think about it.

Recs where Hermione & Draco have funny and witty banter

I’m talking fics where the dialogue is so well-written, you’d be laughing out loud and giggling even if you were reading it in a public place!! I absolutely adore when Draco and Hermione exhibit their intelligence and compatibility through humor. It really cements how they’re not just lovers, but at their very core, very good friends who love spending time with and talking together.

Plus points if there’s a cheeky, well-written Theo in it!