4064: Love a Little too Late - Hermione and Draco
- The link of the day is Cedric/Hermione/Harry- Monsters Version 1 , and here are some of the previous links of the day which you may find useful. The link of the day is thanks to the Suethor. The video’s rather weird though.
- Flashback Sue
- Don't forget about the Sorting Hat.
TITLE: Love a Little too Late
PERPETRATOR: RoseSecretsTC
SUE-O-METER: Awful
COVER/BANNER ART: See the first entry for this writer from two days ago.
SUMMARY:”The sun was setting as he laid a bouquet of flowers down. School had started like every other year, but it ended like nothing before, Autumn had been a time of honesty. With Winter it brought a love with the Spring she died but the love left behind stayed”
FULL NAME: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy
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CONNECTION TO CANON: Draco approaches Hermione supposedly a new man only to get decked for using the word Mudblood. (Sure he’s a better person.) Suddenly, within the first chapter we find out that Hermione has lung cancer. (Isn’t that a bit odd for someone her age to be having lung cancer? Why not another cancer which is more believable for someone that age to have?) The bouget of flowers which is set down at the beginning doesn’t appear. (Was that supposed to be a prologue?) Draco’s acting worse than usual, and his behavior is - well, let’s just say his behavior of “I want to pay you back for everything mudblood” isn’t believable, nor is Hermione’s over dramatic health problems which lead her to passing out while Draco stares on. Chapter two involves fighting in potions. There’s something about him throwing her to the ground when a death eater tried to kill her? Where did that come from? That’s not what happened in the previous chapter! It was Draco who was trying to kill her. Then again, Draco’s blabbing to everyone that she’s going to die, and someone says something about her finally going to hell. So, I found that I missed chapter two, and that the potions class is in three, and chapter two is actually Hermione explaining lung cancer to him. Chapter four is about Draco randomly asking if she was okay, and him getting upset because he couldn’t find her when she goes on a walk. Then she’s in the hospital wing.
ORIGIN: “I know i should be working on M or S? more but this story has been on my mind for awhile. It is pretty set plot so it won’t be terribly long.” The writer is also going through a purple prose faze. The writer received praise for the opening paragraph, but while the words are pretty, they really don’t mean anything. However, if one takes it as a prologue, things make more sense, but this part isn’t separated from the rest of the fic.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Draco is “a better person” because suddenly he’s in love with Hermione. Hermione also has lung cancer and is dying. That’s here because of the “not doing research reason”. Time to add a research fail tag.
NOTES: Here is the writer’s third fic. While Dragging Me In and Whispered Lies were both published in the same year, Love a Little too Late was published a year later. This work shows a progression away from pairing an OC up with Draco, and instead sees the writer pairing him up with Hermione. We also see the writer transition into dramatic prose. Hermione also has the physical strength to draw blood in a manner even grown men would not be able to.
SAMPLE:
The sun was setting as someone laid a bouquet of flowers down. School had started like every other year, but it ended like nothing before. Autumn had been a time of honesty. With Winter it brought a love, and Spring came… Spring is a time to grow, a time of rebirth…but a death struck it hard. She died that spring, not making it to see the last day of the calendar that she had checked off. He felt different though. He felt he was a better person, because of a love that never died.
The castle was hot and bright in the morning. It was the Saturday after school started, the Golden trios last year. Harry and Ron threw butterbeer and sweets among each other while Hermione sat under the shade reading a book. Ron scoffed when she first pulled it from her small carry bag.
"Honestly 'Mione! It's one of the hottest days ever! Put the book away!" he yelled with a mouth full of chocolate.
"Unlike you Ron I have many N.E.W.T classes and I plan on passing it this year." Hermione covered her face from view with the book.
"Hermione.." Harry said putting a finger on the top of the book and lowering it so he could see her face. Large streams of tears dripped down her pink cheeks. She looked at him lost and Ron uttered his sorry repeatedly. Harry pulled her into a tight hug, she felt so tiny to him, like a child.
"Oh, what's this, the golden trio finally taking turns with each other in public." Malfoy snickered and the goons laughed.
"How's your dearest father, Malfoy?" Harry said in retort and Malfoy's face contorted in anger. He examined each of them, their faces, until he noticed something rare. Hermione was crying.
"What's with you mudblood, finally have someone put you in your place?"
Hermione stood up, he face still wet with the tears she had been crying. Malfoy towered over her as she glared up at him. "Get lost Malfoy!"
"Or what, the ginger will attack me with his broken wand?"
"No, I will." She had nothing to lose at this point in her life. The war was over, and those who had been against them were not to be tolerated.
"Right Mudblood. You couldn't…" a loud smack eminated from them. Hermione stood tall were Malfoy was now clutching his face. Blood trickled down his cheek and he moved quickly away from them. Muttering that she was going to pay for what she did.
- Flashback Sue
- Don't forget about the Sorting Hat.
TITLE: Love a Little too Late
PERPETRATOR: RoseSecretsTC
SUE-O-METER: Awful
COVER/BANNER ART: See the first entry for this writer from two days ago.
SUMMARY:”The sun was setting as he laid a bouquet of flowers down. School had started like every other year, but it ended like nothing before, Autumn had been a time of honesty. With Winter it brought a love with the Spring she died but the love left behind stayed”
FULL NAME: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy
SPECIES:
HAIR:
EYES:
MARKINGS:
POSSESSIONS:
CONNECTION TO CANON: Draco approaches Hermione supposedly a new man only to get decked for using the word Mudblood. (Sure he’s a better person.) Suddenly, within the first chapter we find out that Hermione has lung cancer. (Isn’t that a bit odd for someone her age to be having lung cancer? Why not another cancer which is more believable for someone that age to have?) The bouget of flowers which is set down at the beginning doesn’t appear. (Was that supposed to be a prologue?) Draco’s acting worse than usual, and his behavior is - well, let’s just say his behavior of “I want to pay you back for everything mudblood” isn’t believable, nor is Hermione’s over dramatic health problems which lead her to passing out while Draco stares on. Chapter two involves fighting in potions. There’s something about him throwing her to the ground when a death eater tried to kill her? Where did that come from? That’s not what happened in the previous chapter! It was Draco who was trying to kill her. Then again, Draco’s blabbing to everyone that she’s going to die, and someone says something about her finally going to hell. So, I found that I missed chapter two, and that the potions class is in three, and chapter two is actually Hermione explaining lung cancer to him. Chapter four is about Draco randomly asking if she was okay, and him getting upset because he couldn’t find her when she goes on a walk. Then she’s in the hospital wing.
ORIGIN: “I know i should be working on M or S? more but this story has been on my mind for awhile. It is pretty set plot so it won’t be terribly long.” The writer is also going through a purple prose faze. The writer received praise for the opening paragraph, but while the words are pretty, they really don’t mean anything. However, if one takes it as a prologue, things make more sense, but this part isn’t separated from the rest of the fic.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Draco is “a better person” because suddenly he’s in love with Hermione. Hermione also has lung cancer and is dying. That’s here because of the “not doing research reason”. Time to add a research fail tag.
NOTES: Here is the writer’s third fic. While Dragging Me In and Whispered Lies were both published in the same year, Love a Little too Late was published a year later. This work shows a progression away from pairing an OC up with Draco, and instead sees the writer pairing him up with Hermione. We also see the writer transition into dramatic prose. Hermione also has the physical strength to draw blood in a manner even grown men would not be able to.
SAMPLE:
The sun was setting as someone laid a bouquet of flowers down. School had started like every other year, but it ended like nothing before. Autumn had been a time of honesty. With Winter it brought a love, and Spring came… Spring is a time to grow, a time of rebirth…but a death struck it hard. She died that spring, not making it to see the last day of the calendar that she had checked off. He felt different though. He felt he was a better person, because of a love that never died.
The castle was hot and bright in the morning. It was the Saturday after school started, the Golden trios last year. Harry and Ron threw butterbeer and sweets among each other while Hermione sat under the shade reading a book. Ron scoffed when she first pulled it from her small carry bag.
"Honestly 'Mione! It's one of the hottest days ever! Put the book away!" he yelled with a mouth full of chocolate.
"Unlike you Ron I have many N.E.W.T classes and I plan on passing it this year." Hermione covered her face from view with the book.
"Hermione.." Harry said putting a finger on the top of the book and lowering it so he could see her face. Large streams of tears dripped down her pink cheeks. She looked at him lost and Ron uttered his sorry repeatedly. Harry pulled her into a tight hug, she felt so tiny to him, like a child.
"Oh, what's this, the golden trio finally taking turns with each other in public." Malfoy snickered and the goons laughed.
"How's your dearest father, Malfoy?" Harry said in retort and Malfoy's face contorted in anger. He examined each of them, their faces, until he noticed something rare. Hermione was crying.
"What's with you mudblood, finally have someone put you in your place?"
Hermione stood up, he face still wet with the tears she had been crying. Malfoy towered over her as she glared up at him. "Get lost Malfoy!"
"Or what, the ginger will attack me with his broken wand?"
"No, I will." She had nothing to lose at this point in her life. The war was over, and those who had been against them were not to be tolerated.
"Right Mudblood. You couldn't…" a loud smack eminated from them. Hermione stood tall were Malfoy was now clutching his face. Blood trickled down his cheek and he moved quickly away from them. Muttering that she was going to pay for what she did.