Harmione One Shots

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Summary: Harry is bored with his current job due to an abundance of free time, leading to many days spent reading in Grimmauld's Library. One day, he comes across a shelf that contains erotica, which wouldn't have phased him if not for the fact it was erotica written by his best friend, Hermione Granger, not only that, the sex scenes are hilariously awful. A conversation about the stories leads to Hermione agreeing to let him help with writing the sex scenes. Just how far is Harry willing to go to help her writing? And how will their relationship change as a result?

Ship: HarryPotterxHermioneGranger

All credit goes to Ayessel on Ao3

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~ Hidden Books & Naughty Secrets ~

The benefit of living in a house with a dedicated bookworm, Harry mused, was that you got a meticulously maintained personal Library.

Well, you have a meticulously maintained Library if you had a Library to begin with. Harry imagined it would have been quite expensive to buy that many bookshelves, and not many people would be willing to fork over that much money on something that doesn't factor into their life much unless they live or die by books, or are pompous enough to own a Library they don't use just to show off.

The point is, during the war when the fidelius on Grimmauld was compromised, the Library was stripped of all of the important books and various other pieces containing knowledge of dark magic of all kinds, which is how Harry came back to the place after the war and found a Library that was almost completely bare. This didn't bother him much, as he was sure that Sirius would have burned the whole thing down because of the content of some of those books if he had lived long enough to get the chance.

The problem with Harry's outlook of "eh, I'll just leave it" was that Hermione Granger, his best friend of 7 years, had moved in with him. She had come back from restoring her parent's memories and had nowhere to stay in Britain, so Harry, the unfailingly loyal best friend he was, offered to host her for as long as she desired. Which quickly became permanent as she came across an empty Library she could claim for her own use.

For the following 2 years, Harry watched as Hermione became a staple in his life, she was a constant presence in his life, and honestly? He wouldn't have it any other way. He hadn't realised it at the time, but all the time they both spent together in the tent alone after Ron abandoned them, had left them too used to each other's company to live separately. They were too used to seeing each other in the mornings, and hugging one another before retiring to bed. They had built up a routine without meaning to and neither of them was scrambling to disrupt it.

Hermione seemed to take the bare shelves of the Library at Grimmauld as a personal insult and took to filling them up with all of the books that she had access to and owned. Harry was surprised when she could actually fill up a decent section. The Library was nowhere near full and was still leaning more towards empty, but regardless he was impressed that she owned that many books.

It quickly became her mission to kit out the Library as her own personal reservoir of knowledge and entertainment, Harry didn't mind, he actually quite enjoyed seeing the shelves slowly fill up as it clearly made Hermione happy.

After the war, Harry was lost on what to do, he didn't want to be an auror, he just didn't see the appeal of turning what was basically the first 7 years of his life in the magical world into a career. He wanted to rest, and be normal, and have a normal career, but his prospects were extremely limited. Any job he had that was public would be swarmed by the press and the public looking to drown him in accolades, so anything in retail or anything high profile was out as a choice, leaving his options barren and his hope crushed.