#Hermione x Lucius

[ksu-shusha]

Lucius and Hermione

— Do you mean to say that this time-turner does not move for an hour or two?

— At this time, my birth is still a little less than ten years away.

— And your name, of course, is not Virgilia Sorensen?

— No.

— Because in the future we will be closely acquainted.

ff: Virgilia for Dante on ficbook (Ru)

[alexrosekey]

Hermione-centric and HP World Building Expansion edition

A late entry from me. Beware that this list is based on my personal preference. If you don't like the ships, remember the rule - don't like don't read. Ship and let ship!

That being said, it has been a while since the last time I've come up with a rec list. But reccing great fanfics has remained one of my greatest passion. Having decided to fully integrated myself into the Harry Potter fandom again, I'm amazed at how creative and talented the authors of this fandom are. There are a plethora of interesting ideas and premises, with various themes and genres along with inquisitive, thoughtful observation regarding the characters and the world building of Harry Potter.

Without further ado, let's dive in to my submission for today's @hprecfest prompt: fics with over 100k+ words. All the fics below are Hermione-centric (one less than the other two but still), with amazing social commentaries on the HP world and impeccable observation on the magical world, which to me are the best aspect of HP fic.

unsphere the stars by @cocoartistwrites (M, 222,827, Hermione Granger/Tom Riddle)

When you can't change time, but you can't go forward, what is left? Hermione learns how to be the protagonist of her own story.

To quote one of the bookmarks: Hermione is more than she ever was. This story is a journey of Hermione to grow, to love and to explore magic and its beauty more than she could ever be. Don't let the pairing deter you, this is no doubt one of the most memorable fanfic reading experience I have in my years of being in fandoms. Hermione and Tom are both portrayed spectacularly and thoughtfully, and the prose are some of the most poetic I've ever seen.

To sum up the whole of my reading experience, I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling for 30 mins after reading the last chapter, completely shell-shocked.

All I could say is, if you want an astounding character arc for Hermione, with in-depth magical system and immersive world building, plus interesting OCs and breathtaking writing, then this fic is definitely for you!

*This fic could also be placed under the prompt of Day 7: A Canon-Compliant Fic.

2. What's Past is Prologue by ABitofWit (E, 244,611, Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy)

It's eight years after the war and Hermione Granger has taken a break from her career at the Ministry of Magic to compile an oral history of the conflict. She's interviewed just about everyone she can get her hands on but she wants to be thorough. And that means getting in contact with a very unwilling Lucius Malfoy.

Listen, I know the pairing is weird as fuck. I know, I had my doubt too before reading it. But the raving bookmarks convinced me to give this a chance. And boy, it was one of the best decisions I've ever made.

This fic is more than just a ship fic, it's about love and what we would do for it, the greyness of life and choices, of redemption and finding one's self worth outside of pre-existing, archaic ideas and values. It's about change and how we're never too old to learn. WPIP is everything I've ever wanted in a fic, emotional, sincere, humorous, gorgeous, sexy, steamy and sweet. Full of heart and soul.

Most of all, the development of and between Hermione and Lucius is so natural and makes a lot of sense, without them being OOC. This fic reminds me that Hermione is not at all flawless (the opposite of the usual Mary-Sue, little-miss-perfect trope that Hermione tends to be portrayed in fics), while successfully humanizes and makes Lucius Malfoy one of the most interesting HP characters in my eyes. (Who would have thought that I've spent years not giving a jot about this guy, only to fall in love with such a mess of a man like him??)

Combine with sharp commentaries and observations on the British Wizarding World, Wizarding politics and a not-canon folder supporting cast, this is no doubt one of the best HP fic, and one of the best fanfic I've ever had the pleasure to read.

*This fic could also be placed under the prompt of Day 2: A Comfort Fic and Day 9: A Rare Pair Fic.

3. Six Pomegranate Seeds by Seselt (E, 185,965, no pairing but implied Theodore Nott/Hermione Granger)

At the end, something happened. Hermione clutches at one fraying thread, uncertain whether she is Arachne or Persephone. What she does know is that she will keep fighting to protect her friends even if she must walk a dark path.

Sooo, this is one very weird fic. One of the oddest fics I've ever encoutered, in fact. I've read it twice, one before I read the book series in full, one after I've finished the books. And let me tell you, SPS is a stunning work.

The odd, floating third-person POV, the dry and sharp, straightforward tone of Hermione. Her competency, her compassion despite all the pain and the emotional repression. This is definitely not your usual time travel fix-it fic.

Most of Hermione's work happened in tandem with the 7 books' main storyline. Hermione's soul is put into the body of a young orphan Pureblood heiress. This gives the fic one of the most interesting spin on the Hermione-is-a-pureblood trope.

Through Hermione, we have a closer look into the background and the context of the main events of the books, plus a deeper understanding of the Pureblood society and a much more sympathetic view into the students Slytherin house. All without whitewashing and offsetting the corruption and the effects of the Purebloods and the Slytherins' stuffy, archaic views on not only the young generation of students but also the British Wizarding world.

I lost count of the amount of time I slapped my knees while reading this work the second time whenever I encountered a particularly sharp line of thought/commentary from Hermione in this fic. I'm also amazed at how much work and research the author has put into SPS, particularly in terms of making up tons of new magical theories and the use of exotic and lesser known vocabulary (seriously, if you decide to read this one, prepare a dictionary next to you, or get ready to regularly stop mid reading in order to look up certain words 😆)

*This fic could also be placed under the prompt of Day 7: A Canon-Compliant Fic.

That being said, thank you for checking out my list! Thank the admins of @hprecfest for holding such a fun activity. Feel free to join in yourself. Happy reading 💋

Day 16: A fic that made you laughed

Day 19: Fic with the hottest smut

Day 22: An unfinished fic (hasn't updated in 10 years or the author stated it has been abandoned)

Day 26: A fic with an ending you can't stop thinking about

[problematic-faves-appreciation]

i see you like lumione do'you happen to have some fanfic recomendations?

[Edit: Added more fics.

Another Edit: Have some moar fics!]

A few. I'm still kind of a newcomer to the ship — don't have many recommendations. Even so, here are the fics I have read!

⭐: My top fave story for each category.

During the Deathly Hallows

⭐ A Study in Survival by strawberry_pills

The Unforgivables by suliswrites

Post-Battle of Hogwarts

⭐ What's Past is Prologue by ABitofWit

Belonging To The Fog by the_artful_scribbler (Darkfic)

Beneath Skin and Bane by HelenaVonValsa

Only To Burn Me With The Sun by ChloeGevaux

Masterchef by fragilereality

Malfoys, Mudbloods, Souls, and Blood by KPacknoknack

Too Far and Snakey by Kayka

An Arrangement of Mutual Advantage by ABitofWit

The Night Before Christmas by MissSuzeH

The Theater of War by MissSuzeH

Out of the Shadows by Lady_Frija

The Life Debt by Lady_Frija

Smile Like You Mean It by slouchbeanie75

Shadows of the Past by Snapes_Godess

From the Ashes by Snapes_Godess

Voldemort Wins

Debtors and Collectors by mizsphinx

⭐ The Second Prophecy by erm31323

Misc. AUs

Eden by obsessmuch (No Deathly Hallows/Darkfic)

The author warns you about the kind of ride you're in for. However, as a fic on FanFiction.Net... This story lacks specific tags, which I will provide here:

Tags/Content Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Torture, Attempted Rape, Rape/Non-Con, Attempted Suicide, Heavy Angst, Psychological Horror, Evil Lucius Malfoy, Bigotry & Prejudice, Abuse, Imprisonment, Age Difference, Hate/Love, Stockholm Syndrome, Threat of Incest, Major Character Death, Hermione Granger Needs a Hug, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

⭐ An Education by ABitofWit (No Voldemort)

Time for Us by pet (Time Travel)

Blood, Souls, Malfoys, and Mudbloods by KPacknoknack (Reborn Soul/Time Travel)

[vinjil]

Lucius: What are you going to give Narcissus for her birthday?

Severus: Rare white tea from India and tulip seeds from the Netherlands for its garden.

Lucius, confused: How did you know what she wants?

Severus: Well, she knows very well that we both don't know how to give gifts, so last week she literally said, "On my birthday I want white tea from India and tulip seeds to diversify garden plants.

Lucius: What am I doing at that moment?

Severus: He just stared at her with the dullest expression.

[ragana62]

The Coven System - CH 11 Teaser

Because I feel a bit guilty about not updating in so long (even though I 100% stand by the eternal proverbs of 'rest is important' and 'all good things in their own time'), and because I do enjoy what I have of the next chapter already...

It's teaser time.

If you are someone who likes teasers, or wants to see art/references/lore from fics, my inbox is always open. If I've got them, I'm always happy to share them when prompted.

Spoilers for Ch 11 below the image if you're wanting to be surprised. Not quite as Explicit rated as the fic itself, but definitely heading in that direction.

“Reading anything interesting lately?”

He broke the silence first, with a question that under different circumstances might have felt like a casual conversation starter. Given earlier events though, she couldn’t help but feel a little teased by the potential for double meaning.

“Not really. It’s almost end of term so I’ve been stuck mostly reading for my courses rather than for personal enjoyment.”

“That’s unfortunate. Well, at least you’ll be finished soon and able to take a bit of a break. Will you be here for the winter holiday?”

“I believe I’m rather expected to be, given everything I doubt I’d be permitted to stay at the castle over the break.”

He’d not been quite expecting that response. Something about plans with family or friends perhaps, maybe a remark about a favorite holiday activity or two, but outright saying as though she felt she’d have to be at home out of obligation was not the direction he’d been expecting. Most of their coven had a mix of plans, family obligations and work commitments to see to, but would be spending at least a portion of the holiday season home together, so he’d expected something similar from her. Though, come to think of it, she'd not really mentioned her family much, not that she’d been particularly forthcoming with details about any of her life exactly. Perhaps they weren’t particularly understanding about the situation she found herself in? It would certainly explain some of her own hesitancy.

“Not planning to spend any with your parents then? Or friends?”

“No.”

Well, he may not know what exactly, but he’d definitely struck a nerve there if she was down to monosyllabic responses. That would be something to mention to the others, possibly follow up on himself. They’d all been wondering why she was so hesitant to open up to the bond, theories ranging from simple nerves to unfamiliarity to potential past traumatic experiences during the war not that any of them wanted to consider the possibility. But tension between her and her family and friends over the bond itself wasn’t something any of them had really thought much on. After all, her friends certainly were aware of the situation, and from what she’d given them to believe her parents had always been rather understanding of her involvement with the magical world so nobody had doubted that once the practice was explained they’d be understanding of this as well.

“I won’t continue interrupting, if you need to focus on your reading then.”

He didn’t even get the single syllable response there, so clearly she was rather pressed on whatever it was. But, he’d run point on enough interrogations to know that pushing her on the matter wouldn’t yield results at the moment, so he contented himself with the fact she was reading out here instead of in her room and had yet to flee back to it despite his inquiries. That likely would have continued until one of them excused themselves to get ready for dinner, had she not picked up the conversation a few minutes later.

“About earlier…”

[nidamae-approvedhpfanfics]

The magic of Hogwarts

Preamble:

The old woman was lying on the hospital bed, her face pale but otherwise alert.

The young woman seated on her side looked worried and she worried her lower lip between her teeth.

“The castle is failing. Your injury, when the stairs shifted at the wrong moment is a prime example, but not the only one. I fear for the safety of the children. What are we going to do?” Hermione Granger, youngest deputy Headmistress in the history of Hogwarts asked her mentor.

Minerva closed her eyes for a moment.

“Much as I hate to admit it, I fear that I suspect what is wrong. Before the war, before the Board of Governors was disbanded, Lucius Malfoy always droned on, about the necessity of the Board and how we should be grateful to the Board for sustaining the school’s magic. There must have been something that they were doing which maintained the school,” the Headmistress paused to take a breath.

“You have to go to Mr. Malfoy, Hermione and ask for his help. I see no other solution. He owes you, at least reparation for what happened to you inside his home. Use this if you need, but get his feedback,” Minerva ordered.

Hermione gasped.

“But how could we ever trust anything that he says?” she wondered.

“Scorpio Malfoy is set to attend Hogwarts in three years. He has every interest to protect his grandson. And also… despite everything, I have always had the feeling that he truly cared for the school. In fact, of all the Death Eaters, it always felt that he was in it because of mistaken idealism, that he thought that he was doing the right thing for the wizarding world,” Minerva commented.

“Minerva, I will do anything for you, but I have reservations about this. What if he refuses to see me? Or what if he says something preposterous? What then?” Hermione asked.

Minerva looked exhausted.

“At this point, it is our only chance of finding a solution before we have to announce the closing of the school. Please, Hermione,” the old woman asked and closed her eyes.

“I will do, you concentrate on getting well and I will do it,” Hermione declared before she left to address the task that she had been given.

Summary

Hogwarts is failing. Deputy Headmistress Hermione Granger must work with Lucius Malfoy to repair it.

Language: English Words: 13,374 Chapters: 10/10 Comments: 7 Kudos: 83 Bookmarks: 10 Hits: 2,003

Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Lucius Malfoy, Minerva McGonagall, Not Beta Read

[gevauxie]

Only To Burn Me With The Sun

"...It was the summer of 2003, when everybody called me 'Golden Girl' and it didn't occur to me to mind."

The summer begins and Hermione isn't sure who she is anymore - be it friend, or fiancée, or something in between. And so, in an effort to refind herself, she escapes to the French countryside to begin what she hopes is a long, lazy season of peaceful walks in the meadow and good books devoured, whilst curled up happily on a nearby windowseat.

What follows, however, is a much stranger, much twistier tale of shocking revelations, unexpected new friendships, and the hot, itching feeling of being caught beneath the gaze of two silvery eyes, which watch her hungrily from across the ballroom floor.

This is the story of how Lucius taught Hermione to dance.

//

Lucius Malfoy x Hermione Granger, Post-war/Modern Day AU, Dirty-Dancing inspired. Rated 'E'. The first 20 chapters are available to read on AO3 now:

[ladyfrija]

“Awaken” (Full Work!)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23402605 “Do I need a reason to dance with my wife?” Just a short fluffy ficlet written as a gift.

Work Text:

Lucius Malfoy had not bothered to remove his dark, muggle style suit before he sat down heavily in his study with, in his opinion, a well-earned glass of brandy. He pulled off the tie and tossed it aside, leaving his shirt open at the neck, silently glad to be rid of it. He never would have thought he would ever wear such a thing, but there had been many of those moments over the last few years.

He closed his eyes, letting the burn of the liquor uncoil his tense muscles, soothe his furrowed brow. He had never expected to be taken into the good graces of decent society again, so the customary whispers, stares and muttered insults that followed him had been expected. Even though it put him on edge, made him brace for a fight, he couldn’t say it bothered him on a personal level. There was only one person whose words and thoughts he coveted and cherished…

“Mind if I join you?” The One’s soft, soothing voice caressed his hearing.

He smirked at the question. He never minded and she damn well knew that.

He opened his eyes and looked up at her pleasing profile. She was all grace and elegance, still dressed in the dark navy evening dress she’d worn to the fundraising gala. She had removed her gloves, and coat, her dark heels adding to the natural curve and swell of her nylon clad calves, drawing his eye to the gentle flare of her hips. Her dark, curly hair barely tamed into an almost regal French twist, one long slender finger dragging a manicured nail along her red sumptuous lips as she leaned in the open door, gazing at him impishly.

By the gods was she beautiful.

Desperate to distract himself, he fought for conversation. “Where’s the baby?” he asked curiously.

“With Draco.” She smiled, straightening and stepping into the dark sanctum of his study. “She should be sleeping, but with her big brother in the house, sleep is off the table it seems. She was having such fun, I asked if he’d hold out with babysitting duty for a while.”

She perched on his knee and he struggled against a groan.

“Oh? To what end?” he asked, taking a swallow of brandy for some strength to resist the more primal urges in him fighting for realization.

“This one.” She whispered, threading her arms around his neck and pressing her lips to his tenderly.

He smiled against her kiss, feeling the stress of the evening spent in company of people who he either didn’t know or who still quietly despised him sloughing off of him at her touch. Who would have known two short years ago, that a simple request from the minister of magic to meet with this intrepid young witch to discuss his public support of a new set of laws as a show of good faith with the forgiving ministry would have blossomed into this?

He stood with her, setting her feet gently on the floor as he abandoned his drink to the table beside the chair. Wrapping his arms around her trim waist, he apparated them with a swift pop to the brightly lighted and more spacious drawing room of their townhouse. With a flick of his wand, the Victrola in the corner spun out a melody and as she smiled brightly, tilting her head back in joyful abandon, her laugh brightening his soul as it always had, he pulled her into his arms and drew her into the assured, swaying steps of a waltz.

“A dance?” she asked with intrigue, raising an attractively arched eyebrow. “What’s the occasion?”

“Do I need a reason to dance with my wife?” he asked huskily.

She shivered at his breath at her ear and sighed happily, leaning into his embrace and his chest tightened with unrestrainable reverence, his pulse thrumming with passion, love and adoration. He closed his eyes once more, breathing in her scent, vanilla and jasmine, that kissed the soft flesh of her body.

It was a funny thing, he thought. In the cold silence of winter, you became accustomed to the frost on the glass. The clear, ear ringing silence of the night only snowfall could bring. The bitter wind that chilled your lungs as you breathed. Even the sharp tingle of the ice against your flesh. It could even contain a beauty, a charm, of its own. You learned to be content in the cold, and the silence. There were after all warm fires to sit beside, hot drinks to imbibe on, thick blankets to seek refuge under – but outside the wind still howled, the ice still crackled, the cold still persisted undaunted.

And then, the awakening. Those first weak shudders of spring, as the buds struggled out from the frosted, brittle branches, the birds chirped their songs, defiant sprigs of green and color clawed out from the hard ground. Still the earth shivered, consumed by winter’s sting, blind to the stirrings and first gasps of a world reborn. As they all went on in their grey, sun starved pallor, the landscape dragged the first hints of warmth into its lungs and breathed out hope of renewal…

That’s what it felt like to hold Hermione Granger-Malfoy.

“I’ve been watching you all evening, soliciting donations, striking up support for your campaign.” He said, her cheek pressed gently against his as they turned about the floor in slow, lazy steps. “I was becoming quite jealous. I even envied your champagne flute more than once.”

She laughed again, gazing up at him with such devotion it made his chest ache. “You know by now you own my heart.” She touched his face as if to accentuate her words, dragging her thumb affectionately along his jaw. “I always return to your side.”

It was his turn to breathe deeply in contented tranquility. She was the spring to his winter, melting his December into May. Oh, winter would cling on. Winter would fight. Frigid nights and cold snaps would signal the death rattles of February, struggle through March but eventually life won out, and the warm rays of sun banished those tainted memories of frigid barrenness. Her smile was light bathing the frozen surface of a lake. Her touch was blooms breaking free of their tombs of soil. Her eyes were the warm pools of balm made with fresh herbs that he lost himself in when the past reached out its dead, clawed hands for his soul…

Well it couldn’t have his soul, for he had given it to her.

[not-so-quiet-on-the-inside]

Hermione Granger and The Consequentiality of Love and Time    

ladydirewolf1

Summary:            

Three years have gone by since the end of the war, but Hermione’s past isn’t done catching up. Dolohov’s scar has transformed into a gaping wound, and the dark magic is spreading to her mind and soul.

While on a Ministry assignment at Azkaban, Hermione learns that the imprisoned Lucius Malfoy may be her only hope at a cure. But Lucius Malfoy isn’t fond of handing out favors. When she finally pays his price, the two are thrown back to the 18th century on a journey filled with new enemies, new mysteries, and new understanding of the consequentiality of love and time.

A Lucius/Hermione time travel epic.

[ao3feed-lumione]

by ianthewaiting

After years, Lucius Malfoy thought he could have a peaceful life, alone. He learned how to take care of himself, found comfort in the small things, and then Minister for Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt signs the Pureblood Marriage Law. Lucius is suddenly drawn back into the world, this time with a sly, seditious wife he did not ask for. The allure of the chaos of his past, and the fact Lady Malfoy wants to overthrow the government, is too far too tempting to ignore. Maybe old dogs can learn new tricks, after all.

My first and only attempt on the Marriage Law trope. Slow burn, lots of political maneuvering, and Lucius Malfoy being a god of sex.

Words: 17872, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Kingsley Shacklebolt, Arthur Weasley, Harry Potter, Millicent Bulstrode, Cho Chang, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Padma Patil, Luna Lovegood, Ron Weasley, Viktor Krum, Ginny Weasley, Lisa Turpin, Madam Malkin (Harry Potter)

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy

Additional Tags: Ministry of Magic Employee Hermione Granger, Minister for Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt, Marriage Contracts, marriage law, Minor Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Good Lucius Malfoy, House Elves, Malfoy Manor (Harry Potter), Past Relationship(s), Past Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Wizengamot (Harry Potter), Magical Government, Handfasting, Political Harry Potter, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Voyeurism, Male Solo, Pregnancy, Death Eaters, Adult Hermione Granger, Hermione is Morally Gray, POV Lucius Malfoy, Wizarding Politics (Harry Potter), Implied/Referenced Cheating, Narcissa Black Malfoy Dies, Lucius Malfoy is So Done

[volchitsa-writes]

The Bride by volchitsa Rating: E Warnings/tags: Major Character Death, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Explicit Sexual Content, Marriage Law Pairing: Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy Summary: It had been many years since he had seen her face. She must’ve been nearing thirty now, with fine age lines at the corners of her eyes, and a smattering of grey hairs in her plait. “Hermione Granger, is it?” he asked, his voice like velvet. She didn’t shrink away from him. “Yes, sir,” she replied. Her voice was strong. He felt his cock twitch at her use of the honorific. “You’ll do,” he said with a smirk, waving his hand to dismiss the other two women. Word count: 1315 Notes: Written for Fairest of the Rare's Love Fest 2024

[veryberryjelly]

hey 🕺 i love your writing!!! could i please maybe get a chocolate croissant from the whole non-poly harry potter fandom? :)

so, i’m an enfp hufflepuff and i think i really fit the general stereotype for a hufflepuff. i’m very cheerful, sunshine-y if that makes sense, i smile a lot and i think i’m mostly just a happy person. unfortunately i’m also very sensitive and tend to overthink a lot. even though i’m usually quite outgoing and it’s easy for me to meet new people, in some groups of people (usually the most extroverted ones) i kind of shut-down and get all shy and quiet.

as to physical appearance: im medium height, quite slim i think??? my eyes are blue, my hair is dark brown, medium length (like, goes a little under my shoulders), quite wavy and i have kind of dakota johnson-esque bangs which i absolutely love and feel like they’re part of my personality at this point😭 i always dress in very light colours (i literally have no black clothes in my closet), mostly whites and beiges and pinks and i love midi skirts, big sweaters and linen shirts. and i love gold jewellery!!

i think my main hobby is watching movies, i’m obsessed with it, i watched over 200 last year. the other thing i love is writing. my dream career would probably be something like a film journalist! besides that, i like singing, reading (romcoms or just contemporary or memoirs) and listening to music (pop, jazz, r&b). oh and i love travelling!!!!

whats worth mentioning is that i am obsessed with everything love-related. like weddings, hearts, cute dates, romcoms, love songs, i love all this!!😭😭

alright, i wrote a lot, im sorry dskfnsjssfds

thank youuuuu, have a great day!!!

𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

i ship you with...

hermione granger !!!

hermione would be right by your side watching all those movies and would definitely have read the book before hand if there was one.

i can imagine hermione taking you on the cutest dates!!

dates to hogsmeade

setting up a little study date in the library with roses and a few candles

i can see her being absolutely obsessed with your style.

all colours and the midi skirts are absolutely admirable and i think while she dresses more conservative she is completely envious of your outfits & fashion sense.

[alexrosekey]

Oh boy, this is gonna be my longest submission for the @hprecfest to date. Buckle up my friends, the road ahead will be teary with little to no sunshine and rainbows. HEA is not guaranteed, though one has a little more hopeful ending than the others (I'll let you guess which one 👀)

I take absolutely no responsibility for the possible heartache you feel after reading my recs.

*Most of the fics below are rareships , all but the first one.

1. Seven Minutes by starkidsftw (T, 60,588, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy)

They say after you die, your brain stays alive for seven minutes. And in those seven minutes, you live your entire life over again. When Draco Malfoy's seven minutes arrived, he did relive his life: his experiences, his mistakes, his memories. But most importantly, he relived being with her. He relived hating her, loving her, and then ruining it forever.

A Dramione 6th year AU, how typical. But my breath was taken away with how beautiful and poetic the writing was, how in-character both Draco and Hermione were as well as how believable their journey from enemies to lovers was.

This fic is Draco-centric, though the romance is one of the key parts in it. Seven Minutes explored Draco's thoughts and actions throughout the fateful sixth year at Hogwarts with great care and consideration, never shying away from the more unsavory aspects of his personality unlike many Hogwarts Dramione fics.

Draco, through the exceptional crafting of the author, appeared as both sympathetic and pathetic, yet very human and understandable.

After reading it the first time, I immediately reread it while listening to Dumbledore's Farewell OST, crying my eyeballs out.

The author of this one has several much more popular Dramione fics and in fact has an ao3 account, but SM remains one of the finest Dramione fic I've ever read.

*This fic could be put under the prompts of Day 5: A non-AO3 fic, Day 8: A canon-divergence fic, Day 21: A thought-provoking fic and Day 28: An under-rated fic.

2. Beauty and the Beast by @metalomagnetic (M, 21,209, Bellatrix Lestrange/Voldemort)

Whenever Voldemort sees beauty, he wants to destroy it. Bellatrix Black endures.

As I said to dear @metalomagnetic on Discord: "Your fic destroyed me." Who would have thought that one day, I would read a Bellamort fic, getting choked up over their tragic tale at work?

Through the masterful stroke of the author, Bellatrix Lestrange became much more multidimensional and fascinating. More than just a sadistic and insane femme fatale, Bella in BatB loved strongly, felt deeply and had had her heart broken. She was devoted to what she believed in, in this case her freedom to live outside of the strict Pureblood ideals for women, and Voldemort.

Voldemort, as always, shined in the hands of metalomagnetic. He was absolutely unapologetic, unhinged, with wrapped views and formidable presence. To witness his spiral downward first hand was both tragic and mesmerizing.

So please, if you could get over your misgivings about JK's terrible portrayal of Bellamort in canon (and *cough* CC *cough*), give this fic a try. You won't regret it.

(If you're a fan of Tom Riddle/Voldemort like me or a fan of canon-accurate Sirius Black, I highly recommend you to check out metalomagnetic's other fics 😉)

*This fic could be put under the prompts of Day 6: An unreliable narrator fic, Day 7: A canon-compliant fic and Day 9: A rare pair fic (less than 2000 fics on AO3).

3. Tiveden by NoFootprintsInSand (M, 1,594, Hermione Granger/Tom Riddle | Voldemort)

Hope tastes like copper.

There's a reason why despite not rereading this fic for a while now, I could still remember everything in it vividly. Two people got stranded together in the middle of nowhere is a common trope. But this fic went above and beyond to deliver one of the most agonizing and sorrowful twist to it.

To quote one of the comments: He had nothing to live for and she had everything to die for. Like the summary, this fic left a bitter, coppery aftertaste on your tongue after reading.

*This fic could be put under the prompt of Day 1: A favorite fic under 5k and Day 8: A canon-divergence fic.

4. I Think I Know Enough of Hate (1,392) and This Living Hand, Now Warm and Capable (1,287) by NoFootprintsInSand (M, Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy)

Hermione and Lucius and the prelude to battle.

and

Hermione and Lucius and the aftermath of battle.

Just getting into Lumione since July, but whenever I'm in the mood for a good punch in the gut, I would immediately go to these two oneshots.

NoFootprintsInSand is a master in weaving beautifully haunting and bittersweet tales, and these two are no exception.

The tragedy that is the corrupted British Wizarding Society as well as the pain of a hollow existence, of pointless conflicts and never-ending power struggle, all portrayed phenomenally through the short, sharp paragraphs and sentences.

Lucius and Hermione's relationship was both twisted and tragic, filled with so much desire and contempt, both for each other and for themselves. Yet there was something more underneath, something speak of love and concern but at the same time not. Whatever it was, it made them cling to one another, wrapping up in a tangle of love and hate and obsession.

Each word and phrase were designed for maximum emotional effect, so unforgettable and effective that shook you to the core. The ambiguity of the fic's context added to the desperate and melancholic vibe of the oneshots.

The stories left so much up to interpretation that I've decided to write an AU WIP to explore them more on my own! (with the permission from the og writer)

*These fics could be put under the prompts of Day 1: A favorite fic under 5k, Day 8: A canon-divergence fic, and Day 9: A rare pair fic (less than 2000 fics on AO3).

All 5 fics in this list can also be put under the prompt of Day 17: A fic that made you cry.

As always, happy reading, and see ya next year 💋

In the meantime, check out my rec list for other days.

Day 13: A fic with over 100k words

Day 16: A fic that made you laughed

Day 19: Fic with the hottest smut

Day 22: An unfinished fic (hasn't updated in 10 years or the author stated it has been abandoned)

[problematic-faves-appreciation]

you gotten into new ships lately?

Just one: Hermione Granger (7th year and Post-Battle of Hogwarts, agewise)/Lucius Malfoy. As someone who enjoys older man/younger woman pairings, "Lumione" made a fan out of me while Dramione really didn't.

This story got me interested in reading more fics revolving around the ship. This one, however, is my most favorite Lumoine fic thus far. c:

[riddikuluspuff]

one shot: daddy's best little girl

♢ daddy's best little girl

written for HP Forbidden Fruit Fic Fest

relationship: Hermione Granger x Lucius Malfoy

rating: explicit

synopsis: After the passing of Hermione Granger's father, Richard Granger, Jean and her young, freshly turned eighteen-year-old daughter never thought they'd be able to move on from the missing element in their family. That was until Jean met the posh, blond-haired man that had taken over the role of boss in the company where she worked. It was controversial but nothing mattered whenever Jean looked at Lucius Malfoy, she knew that what was between them was the blossoming of a loving relationship. Things progressed quickly from there on and all of a sudden Jean and Hermione were moving to Wiltshire and settling themselves into the large Manor home that the Malfoys owned. However, Hermione hated the change. Despised the changes, which had given her a new step-father and even an annoying step-brother, who she ignored half of the time. But, it seemed that her new stepfather was a little more intrigued with her and the innocent atmosphere that she carried.

word count: 2.8k

! ON AO3 !

[sugarplumwrites]

Angels That Sing Ch. 6: Dangerous Little Girl

“Tell Daddy what you want.”

It was one thing for Hermione to merely hear the word Daddy in Lucius’s deep voice, to allow that sinfully sweet utterance to stimulate– penetrate –that abstruse valley in her brain at the unexpected nexus between nonage and sexuality. It was one thing to simply listen to his paternal croon, to be a rapt, dreamy-eyed audience to his gently imperious– sovereign –performance, swaying back and forth in blissful acquiescence to the sonorous rise and fall of his darkly decadent baritone. 

But it was another thing entirely for Hermione to hear that word–and capture it. To take it into her mouth, and scrape her teeth against it, licking it up and down before welcoming it— Daddy –deep down her throat, and swallowing .

By saying the word, Hermione was no longer a helpless spectator to whatever beautiful or deadly snare– iniquitous intentions –Lucius had cunningly wrapped around her. She was no longer passive to his seduction. 

She was active in her own predation.

Hermione licked her lips. “I want a kiss, Daddy.”