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FALLING INTO PLACE

Marcus x Hermione | M | In-Progress | 1/21 song inspo. While celebrating at Adrian's rehearsal dinner, Cassius convinces Marcus to try and find his soulmate with a spell he found in Witch Weekly. They weren't expecting Hermione Granger to appear out of thin air — or for the soulmate spell to get tangled up with the wedding vows that Adrian was practicing.

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He blinked slowly, trying to make sense of the jumble of words that Cassius was saying. He was chattering away, as usual, but none of the words seemed to be penetrating his brain. He felt like he was underwater, but he needed to keep up appearances. He couldn't let them know how fucked he was.

Salazar, he was going to need some kind of pepper-up potion in the morning if he had any hope of making it to the ceremony.

Cassius asked him something, his green eyes doing that pathetic puppy dog look that they did when he wanted something. Only, Marcus wasn't really sure what he was asking. He nodded anyway.

Fuck, maybe he shouldn't have, because Graham was giving him an incredulous look, before ribbing the pair of them and opening the last bottle of beer in the fridge (thank fuck).

Marcus stared at Cassius and really focused, trying to shake off the cotton wool feeling and really listen to what he was saying. Only, it sounded all like gibberish. Was Cassius as drunk as he was? Why was he taking out his wand? It sounded like he was speaking another language.

He turned his head and found Adrian there, looking especially distressed. Oh, Marcus thought. That's because he was hearing Adrian blather on in a foreign language, as he was practicing his wedding vows for the next day. Something about wanting to impress Ottolie's family and doing the Bonding in German and being romantic and all that stuff.

"Ready?" Cassius asked, drawing his attention back to the former Chaser.

"You really think that spell is going to work?" Graham asked, sliding into the open chair. "Who's to say that Marcus even has a soulmate?"

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WILDEST MOMENTS

Voldemort x Hermione | M | Complete | 51k song inspo. ephemera. Rather than watch a child be killed, Narcissa spontaneously takes her and passes her off as her own daughter, Hermione. Everything is going alright for the Malfoys...until the Dark Lord comes back.

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But the mysterious man spoke first. "By all means, please come and join us," he said, his voice smooth and a bit quiet, as though he wasn't used to speaking much. "You must be the daughter I've heard so much about."

Hermione looked to her father for reassurance. When he nodded, she sat down on the settee opposite the man. She took a moment to observe him.

He appeared younger than her father, perhaps in his early thirties, but it was always difficult to tell with wizards. His hair was lush and dark. While his skin was a bit sallow and almost...waxy, it didn't diminish his handsomeness one bit. And his best feature by far was his mesmerizing eyes.

Her father cleared his throat. "Hermione, this is Lord Voldemort. My daughter, Hermione," he introduced them.

Hermione's eyes visibly widened. When Harry Potter had come back from the maze saying that Lord Voldemort was back, no one had believed him except for Dumbledore. However, her father had told both her and Draco that he had in fact returned, only they shouldn't speak of it. She never dreamed that she would meet the most powerful wizard of her time.

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SILHOUETTES

Theo x Hermione | M | Complete | 110k song inspo. asks, etc. Hermione goes back in time, determined to make a different outcome for the war by taking down Voldemort for good the first time. Only, it's determined that she will need someone to go with her, to help her navigate the pureblood social circle she will find herself in. Enter Theo Nott. Can the pair work together to achieve their aims?

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Nott rose from his spot on the floor and closed the gap between himself and Hermione. Hermione had never cataloged away much about her classmate, but his most noticeable attribute was his height. He looked uneasy under McGonagall's significant gaze, fingers fidgeting with the fraying edge of his school shirt.

"I think that it makes most sense for the two of you to be a young married couple returning to England to settle down and start a family," the Headmistress said with confidence. "Mister Nott, I think we can agree that Croatia would not be an ideal location for a pretty young bride."

"Yes, his - my posting in Croatia was certainly a bachelor's job," he said, catching himself and throwing himself into his character, the life that he was about to don. Hermione was impressed that he hadn't been phased in the slightest at the thought of being married to her.

"Once I got married, I wanted to give my wife all the comforts of London."

"And Hermione, perhaps your family lives abroad still," McGonagall suggested, raising an eyebrow, hoping the younger witch would fill in the blanks.

"Of course," Hermione nodded. "Perhaps my father held a diplomatic position in Hong Kong? Communication with their ministry will be cut off sometime in 1974, so it would be difficult to verify if I am who I say I am."

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THE GIRL IN THE TOWER

Tom x Hermione | M | Complete | 63k asks, etc. Life isn’t the fairy tale Hermione has been told about. Sometimes the handsome prince who comes to rescue you from the tower isn’t the good guy after all. Tom Riddle discovers that Dumbledore is hiding a girl in Hogwarts. She must be important, though, if he is going through so much trouble to hide her. He intends to find out.

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“You are right that it could be worse,” Hermione agreed, looking around the Tower — at her jail cell. “But there is nothing for me to do here — I’ve already read all the books multiple times, and I’ve nearly exhausted my patience trying to escape. Dumbledore stops by maybe once a week, but other than him, I only ever see the house elves that bring me food.”

Tom did think that sounded utterly terrible. He couldn’t imagine being cooped up, locked away without his wand for weeks and weeks without any company. He certainly wouldn’t be idle, though. He would work tirelessly to learn wandless magic, a pursuit he was already working at in his spare time. If he couldn’t use his wand, he would damn well figure out a way to do magic without it.

“Until you.” Hermione’s voice brought his attention back to her, and he noticed that she was staring at him with furrowed brow, obviously still suspicious about his sudden appearance.

“Until me,” he agreed.

“You know who I am,” she said, walking back towards the settee, before flopping down on it once again, her eyes never leaving him. “It only seems fair that you tell me who you are.”

“My name is Tom,” he said, leaving off his surname. After all, she hadn’t given him her’s, so it only seemed fair.

When she heard his name, he could practically see the wheels in her head turn, before her eyes widened in surprise, as though some puzzle pieces had just finally clicked into place in her mind.

Tom clenched his teeth to keep from frowning, hoping to keep his face neutral. “Do we know each other?” he asked, getting the feeling that she very much knew who he was, while he remained in the dark.

“No, I don’t think we’ve met before,” she answered.

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HOT LIPS

Tom x Hermione | E | Complete | 3k ephemera. When Tom Riddle finds out that Hermione Granger has a phone sex line, his first inclination is to use it to blackmail her. But, once he gets her talking, he doesn't want it to end.

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"Hello and thank you for calling Hot Lips," Hermione's breathy voice finally answered. "Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with tonight?"

Tom cursed, wondering why he hadn't thought of something like that before. "Why don't you just call me...my Lord," he answered after a second. Technically, he supposed it was true, being the only bastard child born of a Lord, even if his father didn't acknowledge him. It was still his birthright. "What is your name?" he asked, wondering what she would say.

"Alright, my Lord," she answered. He could hear her smiling on the other end of the line. "My name is Jane."

"No it's not," he said back, knowing that she was lying.

He could hear her chuckle on the other side. "You are right, it's not. But it's what I go by."

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CAN'T HARDLY WAIT

Adrian x Hermione | M | Complete | 45k song inspo. asks, etc. Hermione and Adrian's son takes a tumble back into the past and is alarmed to find that his parents — Hermione, an eighth year student, and Adrian, sent by the Ministry to oversee the restoration of the Hogwarts library — seem to hate each other. This just won't do.

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When she looked back up, Hermione realized that Max was frowning at her. “What is it?” she asked.

“You and Pucey really don’t like each other do you?” he asked, almost seeming disappointed in her. “The argument wasn’t just a one-off.”

Hermione shook her head. “No, we certainly are not friends. I wouldn’t say we hate each other, but...” she trailed off. “But it's really sweet that you are so concerned about it. Don’t worry, though, I can hold my own in arguments against him,” she added, before pressing her hand to his hand. She didn’t need Max to go after Pucey just because they argued occasionally.

“I’m sure you can,” he answered, but he didn’t sound too convinced. She knew, though, that he didn’t know her, not really, and he might not know her reputation.

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ALL TOO SOON

Adrian x Hermione, Salazar x Hermione | M | Complete | 23k song inspo. ephemera. Hermione, Ron and Ginny return to Hogwarts after the war to help with rebuilding the castle. Hermione puts long hours in to salvage the library's impressive historical collection under the supervision of Adrian Pucey — Ron and Ginny would prefer to spend their time at the Three Broomsticks. Hogwarts has something special planned for Hermione, though. As she peels back the layers of time, she gets the chance to explore a completely different sort of magic and a better insight into Hogwarts' mysterious founders.

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"I'm really sorry to bother you. My questions must seem so preposterous," she said, wanting to apologize for annoying him when she clearly had. "I just...I feel a little bit like I've hit my head. These people...these famous witches and wizards shouldn't be here."

Before he was able to formulate an answer to her apology, Hermione was grabbed from behind and lifted into the air.

"And just who is this little witch?" a booming voice asked.

"Oh Godric, you scared me!" Hermione said, pressing a hand to her chest to slow her rapidly beating heart.

"You don't say?" the wizard said with a great belly laugh, before lifting his mug to his lips. His great, red mustache rested in the foam of whatever ale he was drinking.

Hermione blinked at him, taking in every inch of him. He was barrel-chested and broad, with long ginger hair and beard. He seemed to be of an age with Rowena. It was with that thought that Hermione realized who he was. "Godric Gryffindor?" she stammered, wondering how it was true. "Hogwarts founder?"

"Ha, yes, the very same," he said, staring at her with twinkling green eyes. "Salazar, where did you find this delightful witch and why have you been hiding her away from everyone else?"

Salazar, Hermione said to herself, her eyes widening. Could it be that the wizard she'd run into was none other than Salazar Slytherin? Oh no, something really must have gone wrong.

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LINEN & CURLS

Rabastan x Hermione | M | Complete | 180k song inspo. asks, etc. After ending up unexpectedly in 1977, Hermione learns that there is more to her than she knew. Embraced by the Black family, how will she handle living under their rules, especially when they insist there is no way for her to go back to her proper time? Or, are they just wanting to keep her as a useful pawn, to further the family's aims?

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Once seated, Hermione was positioned between Orion and Regulus again, on an uncomfortable chair. She did her best not to cross her arms over her own chest, not wanting to match the energy that Rodolphus was bringing to the table.

Arcturus would be leading the negotiations and he waved his hand in her general direction. "I know that this is an uncomfortable situation. Bellatrix has wronged you with her behavior. She has shamed our family as well," he said, clearing his throat. "It is no surprise that you would no longer wish to pursue matrimony with her. However, the Black family is prepared to make this right. We can keep up our end of the bargain — a bride for house Lestrange."

She felt the weight of every eye in the room on her, appraising, like she was a piece of meat at the butcher. Heat blossomed in her cheeks and she was determined not to meet anyone's eye, the situation feeling too demeaning at the moment.

"A rather convenient witch to just stumble into your laps," Edmund said with a frown on his face. "It almost makes one wonder if this wasn't orchestrated from the start. Who is she really, since no one can figure it out?"

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TRIBULATIONS

Nott x Hermione | E | In-Progress | 4/9 song inspo. alternate telling (trials). When Alfred Nott hears about the young muggleborn witch that stumbled into Borgin & Burkes to investigate Tom, he sensed nothing but trouble. But, when he actually comes to meet Hermione Granger, he finds himself captivated and intrigued by her keen mind, uninhibited view of magic, and vast knowledge of the arcane. He begins to believe that she might just be someone with potential, with the right sort of teacher. And he is only too happy to cultivate her.

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Alfie looked at her, the faint crease between her eyes that showed she was just as worried about his answer. He could tell that she didn't want to let this moment go either. "I want all of you, Hermione," he said, after a beat of silence. "And I dare anyone to tell me I can't have you."

"Even your father?" she asked, nervous.

"Even my father," he agreed. He was no longer a little boy, who craved approval from his father. He was a grown man, who made his own choices. He could see the person Cantankerous was, more focused on his papers to see what was right in front of him. In fact, he welcomed his father trying to tell him what to do. Alfie wasn't afraid to actually use his magic to throw a punch.

"Even your friends?" she asked, her tongue darting out to wet her lip.

"Even my friends," Alfie confirmed, his large hand sliding along her cheek to delve into her hair, to hold onto her curls.

"Even... even Tom?" she asked, her eyelids already drooping shut.

Alfie stilled for a second, but he already knew the answer. Yes, they had looked to Tom to lead them for so many years now, but if Tom tried to stop him from seeing Hermione at this point, he wouldn't hesitate to tell him where to shove it.

"Even Tom," he whispered, before slanting his lips against hers, finally kissing her again. Hermione made a noise of pure desire, opening her lips to deepen the kiss immediately, her tongue gliding against his in a sensuous, almost indolent motion.

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Sneak Peek | Season of the Witch, 3

Hope to have another chapter out this week :)

He had just sat down to eat when he was startled by a pounding on his door. “God, have a bit of patience! I’m coming!” he shouted. He opened the door, only to find a rather annoyed looking Hermione Granger on the other side.

“Don’t you ever check your mobile, you jerk?” she demanded, hands pressed to her hips, making her look like a bossy child. “I’ve been waiting downstairs for five minutes already!”

“I have better things to do, Granger, than be glued to my mobile,” he said, giving her a smirk and a sweeping wave of his hand towards the counter where his breakfast was waiting for him.

“But you sent me an SOS message,” she seethed, realizing that it wasn’t a drop everything emergency like she’d clearly been imagining.

“So? It’s not like you have anything better to do,” he accused. Since he’d seen her talking to Sirius Black, he’d been pretty certain that the only reason she had this job was to justify paying the owner’s girlfriend a wage. Though, he could admit that she had gotten things done.

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Sneak Peek 4 | Falling Into Place

I am so excited to begin posting this story next week! I am having a lot of fun with the premise, haha — and I hope that you'll enjoy what I have cooked up, too!

Hermione was nodding in agreement before she thought through what that actually meant — namely, wearing the skimpy bikini that Ottolie had so graciously gifted her. She bit her lower lip, and looked at Marcus out of the corner of her eye. Did it matter? Would he even notice? Would he care?

Giving the pool a longing look, Hermione decided that she didn’t care what he thought one way or another. It was just one day, and tomorrow she would go back to forgetting that Marcus Flint even existed. She was certain that he was looking forward to doing the same thing.

But, standing in the bathroom, Marcus just on the other side of the door, Hermione was overcome with nerves, looking at herself in the swimsuit. She hated that Ottie had not only managed to get her measurements right, but she’d picked an incredibly flattering cut. Still, she didn’t feel entirely comfortable to just... exit the bathroom, even with the sarong, so she left it on the counter and pulled the Falmouth jumper back over her head.

Marcus was waiting in his swim trunks and a t-shirt and smirked at her when she came out. “You should keep that,” he said, teasing. “It looks much better on you than on me.”

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