It was as if her mind was hallucinating while her body was immobilized. Just like she would feel had she been dreaming. There were many things that Hermione didn't thought that would be so complex: time, dreams, death, and, above all, the Dark Lord

There is no such thing as darkness - it is merely the absence of light. Just how there is no such thing as coldness, instead it being the absence of heat. And what if they told you there is no such thing as hatred, and it is just the absence of love? Tom Marvolo Riddle - the orphaned boy who has never felt affection nor comfort, surrounded by a cloud of evil and self-destruct caused by the pernicious incidents that lined his childhood - turned from the once broken adolescent into something that was dangerous and unstoppable. But Hermione Jean Granger, a small ball of radiance and endearment, walks into his life with the mission to give him all that he missed out on growing up - light, warmth and love - knowing that she might be the only person who can bring him out of his world filled with dejection and degeneration.

When Hermione finds a suspicious piece of parchment, she's not particularly thrilled to be awoken by someone she would rather forget. Albania Fic. M IN LATER CHAPTERS.

#180 in Fanfiction || #1 in Hermione || In the language of literature, there exists a seemingly-concrete, antonymous relationship between good and evil, light and dark, hero and monster. And yet, we often disregard the transition from one to another, in which the 'bad guy' becomes 'good.' Perhaps it was the cruel mistreatment of Tom Marvolo Riddle as a child, or maybe it was the bloodline of Slytherin's heir himself that made the boy into the 'monster' who cannot be named. Or, perhaps it was simply because he did not know that his heart would beat in such a frenzy, that his cheeks would redden like a crimson rose, and that his normally-calm facade would melt under the simple gaze of the time-travelling heroine. If I were to bet, I'd say it's the latter. But it matters not why Voldemort could not love, for this is not a story about Voldemort. This is the story of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and how he came into direct conflict and company with the 'brightest witch of her age' ... fifty-years ahead. This is the story of love's recognition, in which the force does not suddenly develop between two people, but a poignant emotion, different for each individual, is uniquely described to be 'love.' Maybe Tom Riddle never loved, much like that of Voldemort. However, as one chooses to stubbornly believe, love existed for Tom Marvolo Riddle as long as he chose to believe that he loved Hermione Jean Granger. ////// NO TRANSLATIONS ARE BEING ALLOWED AT THIS TIME DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters detailed in this book, nor any of the quotations and plot taken from "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows." They belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not own the individual graphics in the cover, although I do own the composition/compilation of the cover. The media I post belongs to its owners. \\\\\\

AU with sort-of-magic. Hermione Granger is the "filthy child" born to a mudblood and a pureblood. In the town of Hogsmeade, a pirate named Lord Voldemort does as he pleases. One choice leads her down the wrong road. Curiosity may be the start of her fall. What secrets does her family so desperately wishes to hide? And where will she stand, when her beloved pirate decides to rebuild things from scratch?