Born and raised in a little country town in Ontario Canada.
24 years old.
LOL, I love being most like Hermione Granger!
Which HP Kid Are You?
I'm seriously a Harry Potter fanatic, almost to the point that I scare most people. My favourite book is the third one, but I don't know why. I think it's because it's the first time we see a lot of magic and spells. They're growing up so fast! :*(
Well, I do enjoy writing my own novels (which of course will never be as good as JK Rowlings, but I try). From time to time, I enjoy writing a good fan fic, when the inspiration comes to me and when I have time. I'm in university, so that drains my brain power away.
1st-2nd Years •
The story takes place in the seventh year and Voldemort is not yet defeated. While times may get harder and the future darker, Harry and Hermione find comfort in each others arms and Harry finally realizes his love for her. But just how much will they have to endure? Another guy in the way, death, solitude--are these issues unsurpassable? As they both mature, they discover that in a world of destruction and depression it is not easy to survive, both physically and emotionally, that loving is not as simple as it seems. Will their
love win above everything?
3rd-5th Years •
After Harry leaves Hermione tries to find love in a place unconventional to the innocence of her heart.
(An eventual H/Hr romance, begins with some SS/Hr situations)
Summary: Written post-Last Battle.
Hermione Granger knows that it will never end; the nightmares, the visions of death, the agony of it all. She begins to piece together the shattered remains of her former life, only to find that one piece is missing. The piece that will eventually cause her to find the light among the dark. This is the story of two tortured souls longing to be loved; longing to belong. . .
Note: This is an extended Song-Fic to the tune of 'This I Promise You' by NSYNC.
You have no right Hermione, he said in a broken whisper. No right at all. he repeated.
I know, she said. Im sorry.
Harry shook his head. No. He ignored the silent question in her eyes. I am. And he kissed her.
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