Stories by madval29

The last two names on the list made Hermione cringe: Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. She figured that the better one to start with was Blaise.

"Is there really magic in everything? Oh? What about an apple? I don't like the apple skins, so those can't be magic, right? What could be magical about that?"

Could he break out of these children's hold? Yes. Did he have anything pressing on today's agenda? No. So, you know what - this would be a lesson to his Death Eaters. They could stand to be more vigilant.

There was no reason for Hermione to think so much about Tom Riddle. She was second in the class ranking behind the Slytherin Prefect. It didn't start as anything personal. Tom couldn't have told you who Hermione Granger was for most of their first year.

In response to a prompt by Anonymous in the WizardingWorldReverseTropeFest2024 collection on ao3. Prompt: Reverse Child fic; adorable grandparents

Harry eyed his coworker-turning-friend skeptically. "Didn't you say your sister plays professionally? Like she went to the Olympics and everything. I just played at uni."

Harry and Hermione were Ravenclaws and best friends at Hogwarts. Harry was fascinated by inventing magic. Hermione is more by the book about magic. She believed established facts are why the world works the way it does. He believed the world could work however he wanted it to - so long as he molded it.

Prompt: *Her arms wrapped around his neck, dragging up to claim his lips.*

These are a selection of my drabbles from the Mud and Blood Discord server. They will all be Tomione and less than 400 words (ish). This is marked as complete, but I'll continue to update as I write more.

To torment Harry Potter, the Lestrange brothers curse him with an 'endless burning' from a centuries-old ritual. It … doesn't go according to plan.

She thought this plan was ridiculous. Besides, how was she supposed to know that being petrified at thirteen would lead to this?

After getting home for the summer, Rose approached her mum. "How do you get rid of an imaginary friend?" Rose figured the direct approach was best.

The potential of pureblood status was never in the cards for Tracey. Her grandfather had been cut off from his family when he chose to marry Tracey's grandmother. He was even cursed never to say the name again. However, her grandfather had the last laugh. Changing the last name by a single letter, Tracey's grandfather made his own family under the Davis name.

When it came time for Hermione Dagworth-Granger to attend school, her father Hector Dagworth-Granger refused to send her anywhere other than his alma mater, Durmstrang. He refused to consider Hogwarts despite the fact that they had settled in Britain.

There was just something about his vibe that screamed evil. He was her foremost rival in all her classes during Hogwarts - though she heard he was on a fast path to becoming Minister in the next five years. What a waste - he had all this talent and knowledge for magic, and he wasted it by becoming a political crony.

"I don't know what terrible thing you've done to get assigned to my class," a sharply dressed man said as he walked from the doorway to the desk in front of the lecture hall. The professor glanced at all of them from behind his glasses and placed his briefcase on the desk. Grabbing a piece of chalk, the professor turned to the board and wrote out "Four" with numbers 1-4 below it.

Tapping her pen against the legal pad in front of her, Hermione tried to make up her mind. She'd been given all the footage of the last season of Data 1, the premier racing motorsport in the world. Also known as the sport where millions were treated as low-class citizens.

He was no longer Thomas Marvolo Riddle, the acme of Hogwarts School for Gifted Children. God, but those were the days. People's social lives rose and fell with a word from his lips, a specific look from him, and a slight shift of his eyebrow. And, in the end … her.

"Tough luck, bud," Sirius said laughing. Opening their washers, the Marauders switched the soaked clothes to the dryers. They each did a load, one would run a load of white, color, dark, and delicate. James was on the rotation for white clothing. Unfortunately, when he pulled everything out, the clothing wasn't white. Everything was pink. "Well shit," James said

"What was that?" James thundered. "I wish that I didn't have any family!" Harry yelled back. "Get out of my sight this instance!" James yelled.

Was it strange that he had glasses with the distinct purpose of helping him see and he still couldn't see her' After Dark Prompt: Possession

Percy and Annabeth are hunters. No, Annabeth is a Sales Director and Percy is in tech support. Life can be a terrible thing to live. [Supernatural AU of 4.17]

Annabeth has a plan to get Luke out of Olympus, she doesn't need the son of Neptune to show up and wreck her plans.

How the Entreprise set up Music Mondays.

How the official Arthurian legend was changed, or reasons not to leave Merlin up to his own devices.

Katniss should really choose her words carefully.

“Yay!” Aang butt in, startling everyone. “Chalk this up to another argument solved by the Avatar.” “You didn’t even say anything!” Toph yelled. Or A silly conversation between the Gaang, but mostly, Sokka and Zuko.

What if Percy's control of water was more extensive than anyone realized?

(the kind that you don't put down) What do you mean they aren't all college kids living life? Or the Percabeth college hockey AU soft moment that no one asked for …

"Do you have no fear?" He still sounds incredulous. "I have a healthy fear for the Death Eaters, but I stand by my ideals. If I have to die for them, I'll die for them." She says. He lets out a growl and throws his arms up. "Hermione, you're smart. How could you do something so ridiculous?"

He reads something he never learned about in his first life. He's not fully sure what this "horcrux" is, but he knows how to work Slughorn into telling him about it. Then … Suddenly, there's a transfer student. A Hermione Granger? This didn't happen in his original life.

"Have we met before?" Hermione asked. "Yes. Several times, and this time, I'm not going to let it go wrong." His voice took on a threatening tone. He forced his way into her home. Hermione grabbed her wand.

Peeta knew that he'd been hijacked. It wasn't a secret after everything that happened. Haymitch mentioned it; Katniss mentioned it; and even, his memories had a shiny quality to them where they didn't feel quite right. But that didn't mean that Peeta was suddenly fixed with that realization. He had warring factions inside his head.

"So, this is just your first attempt, right?" Aunt May was leaning her shoulder against the doorway to his room where Peter was attempting to sew his first Spider-Man suit. "What do you mean? I'm almost done." Peter said, looking up from his desk. Aunt May shook her head. "Nope. No, you're not." She said. "We can do better. Grab your costume - we're going to the tailor."

A superhero story where the villain and the superhero are roommates. They keep making excuses to each other about why they are out all the time and after battles, they stitch each other up. But neither has any idea that the other is their nemesis, and they keep on having to lie to each other about why they are covered in scratches and bruises.

The sixteen times they ran into each other. Where Harry and Hermione meet across realities and universes. Rated T for character death.

When Ginny asked Luna to go with her to a tattoo shop, she thought it would not be a problem. Luna didn't realize how much this one visit would stress her out.

A snapshot in the life of various Harry Potter couples. All will include a couple discovering their soulmate. In this universe, once you touch your soulmate a soul mark appears on both of them. At the present marked complete, but I may add or more or not. It basically will be a bunch of one-shots that can stand alone in the same universe.

She needed to be reminded of the best parts of humanity in the world. That the war was over. There were no more death eaters.

Hermione needs to be more observant.

Harry complains to Hermione and Ron about his new neighbor, Draco, who is crazy in love with his boyfriend.

“Weasley! How could you let this happen? You had the flower in your hands, and you let her go! What is the matter with you?” Robards screamed at him. “My job was to break in. I never promised that I would catch the flower.” Ron replied. He was speaking the truth. His job had been to expose the weaknesses in the defense.

“Hermione is there something you’d like to tell me?” Harry asked. “Don’t patronize me, Harry. But there is in fact, some wonderful news on this glorious national onion ring day.” Hermione said before taking a gulp of water. “It’s national onion ring day in the U.S,” Harry mumbled. “We can still celebrate here as well,” Hermione replied.

All Harry knows is he has never been so embarrassed in his life, and he blames Victoire.

Fred and George Weasley are in trouble again. Naturally, they end up in Filch's office and spy something they want to take. Or how Fred and George got the Marauder's Map. Bonus! How they chose who to give the map to.

Draco must maneuver the post-war world to get what he wants. Dramione

I'm not sure what this is, but enjoy!

I saw an idea on Tumblr and it prompted me to write a one-shot about it. It's really weird. The story made no sense when I posted it. It still doesn't, but it isn't as bad as it once was.