I believe all types of art are to be celebrated. Fanfiction is a chance to participate in the story and sometimes just plain improve it. Let’s face it, sometimes they should have just given us the other couple, resolved the sexual tension they played up and ignored the wishes of the masses to remain true to the character.
I also post on other sites such as AO3.org and FanFiction.net and am trying to get all of my work in one place. It’s probably not stolen if the name is the same, but if you see my work published under another name, please contact me directly or leave a comment. I like to know when my work is being stolen.
A bit of warning, the ratings on various stories range from kid-friendly to R-rated. If that is not something you are interested in, please check the story’s rating on its home page.
Above all, respect my right to create what I want as I want. I use tagging standards I feel are appropriate for my stories. However, as with most fan fiction, expect canon typical violence (emotional and physical).
Fanfiction By Fandom
“Happy Belated Birthday, Hermione.”
She frowned and glanced at the calendar before her heart clenched with tenderness. It was September 20th today.
After Ronald leaves them in the Forest of Dean, latent feelings and tension burst and Hermione gives Harry something he's, apparently, wanted since third year.
"Get on your knees."
She was cleaning and he was pretty sure that whatever had set her off was going to piss him off.
They still had condoms, didn't they?
"Stop staring at my husband," she said. "He's mine."
"You..." Merlin blinked and wiped his face. He breathed in again, reigning the lightning back from blowing the woman over the balcony. Instead, he smiled, "I think you have something confused."
"I have eyes," she said. "With that hurt expression on your face."
"Has he not told you the truth?"