#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. \\\\\\

1st place: Star Wars Fanfiction Awards Luke Skywalker is turning 8 in just a few days on Empire Day. Unfortunately, the Empire has ordered a galaxy-wide census on Empire Day. Instead of heading to the pod races, like his Uncle Owen had promised him, the Lars family heads to Mos Eisley to be counted in the census. Complications ensue when Luke runs in front of a landspeeder. The Emperor's henchman, Darth Vader, is not pleased about the disturbance and takes matters into his own hands. A Fan Reboot story of adventure, reunion, and redemption. 1st place: The Crayon Awards Fanfiction (all fandoms) 2nd place: Royalty Awards Fanfiction (all fandoms) 4th place: The Elimination Awards General Fiction July 2017 5th place for Best Tear Jerker (all genres): Crystal Awards Excerpt: Vader stiffened when he saw her face. He knew her. Beru. Vader knelt down next to her, using his cape to quell the bleeding from the boy's arm. Vader looked at the boy through his red lenses, sensing something he had never felt before. He should know this boy. He felt a connection. Owen broke past the stormtroopers who were now guarding the door to the headquarters, but they detained him before he reached Vader. "Let go of me. That's my son! Let go of me." Owen broke free and ran toward Vader. Vader turned just as Owen reached him, grabbing him with the Force by his neck and lifting Owen above him. Vader recognized him. "You!" Vader yelled. Something within Vader caused him to look back at the boy, and then to both Owen and Beru. There was no way that boy was theirs. There was no similarity. "You lie!"

His hand pressed against the soft, smooth skin of her neck, and under the coolness of his glove she could feel the heat of his palm, moving down towards the metal collar around her neck. She stared at him in confusion. What was he..? He tilted his head to the side, his eyes following the path his hand moulded along her skin. He was almost right there, his blue eyes lit up by the subtle gold undertone shining almost metallically underneath crystalline blue. "Such nice skin, Amidala." He purred, his voice dripping with honey, sounding almost harmless, but she sensed a threat underneath his calm, almost lazy tone. "Skywalker, this isn't the time for-" She stopped short when she saw his eyes, so sharp and icy. Padmé stared at him, her brows drawn down in a confusion. He'd never looked at her like that before, so unfeelingly. And why wasn't he trying to free her? Unease and dread of this unknown territory filled her. A look of sympathy, or perhaps sadistic pity leaked into his eyes, and she felt a sudden drop in her stomach. "You really have no idea, do you?" She didn't even attempt to hide the confused fear that was passing through her. "Allow me to enlighten you." He hissed, and suddenly his grip was around her neck with pressure, gripping her neck from above the collar. It was far to familiar. "I told you never to forget this, and now you'll suffer the consequences for not listening." ~ The galaxy is in shreds, Palpatine is in control of the prospering Empire, AND Padme finds herself under the radar of the galaxy's most feared force, Darth Vader. Twenty-Four year old Padmé Amidala Naberrie is a Nubian Senator of the Galactic Senate, a contesting member against the Empire, and a Rebel spy. So what happens when she meets a dark, brooding, mysterious enigma of a friend who may be hiding a secret? Or perhaps all the secrets on the Empire?

"What's in there?" "Only what you take with you..." ••• "She's alive, I felt it..." ••• "I have no memory of my mother..." ••• What if Padmé had survived and hid on Dagobah with Master Yoda, constantly regretting abandoning her children? When Luke arrives on the swampy planet, he's definitely in for a surprise... ••• DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS. ALL RIGHT GO TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS GEORGE LUCAS, LUCASFILM, AND DISNEY.

in which padmé is kidnapped by her husband and forced to abandon her morals. in which one must choose if the safety of her soon to be children is more important than her mentality. in which one must decide if vows were meant to be broken.

in which a forbidden love endures many complications. shortly after his marriage to padmé, anakin is sent on a mission with his master, obi-wan. through the cloud of war, anakin is presumed dead. meanwhile, padmé is forced into an arranged political marriage. when anakin returns years later to find his wife married to another, what will he do?

(Discontinued) In which Padmé Amidala lives. After Padmé gave birth to the Skywalker twins, to prevent her from dying, she was frozen in a special carbonite chamber for twelve years to rejuvenate her health. Padmé was awakened by Obi-Wan Kenobi and Bail Organa seven years ago, and decided to join the Rebel Alliance's fight against the Empire. She has become one of the leaders of the Rebel Alliance, but remains in the shadows to protect herself and her children from the Empire and from Darth Vader. But when Padmé and Leia embark on a mission to Tatooine to bring Obi-Wan Kenobi to Alderaan to aid them in their struggle with the Empire, she catches a certain Sith Lord's attention. *3 main ships: Padmé/Vader | Anakin, Han/Leia, and Luke/Original male character. This fic also includes Jedi!Leia. Note that this fic is posted on AO3 as well. And obviously, this is a fanfic, so I don't own these characters, or Star Wars.

[COMPLETED] Dream and Technoblade, the strongest hunters in the village, also the strongest rivals, set foot on different paths with their friends to hunt for a dangerous monster. As the storyline unfolds, will Dream and Techno become friends, or maybe something more...? Cover art credits to @/etceteraArt on Twitter! Thank you for all the support! :D (Warning: Some dirty jokes/references!)

What were you thinking? What were you thinking, on that night you chose to swim all alone? What were you trying to prove? What would you have done if he hadn't been there to save you?