We all love Dramione, but I must admit that I’ve fallen for Feltson too! I mean Emma had a small crush on Tom, he was a little older, cooler… Just look at them! Don’t they look adorable together? Espcially on the first pictuteres, Tom looks so nervous while Emma looks sooo happy!
i think that the Fremione ship is such a beautiful ship. It has so much raw emotion because of Fred’s death and Hermione’s pain, but that pain is interwined with their ever so fun bickering. The bickering makes the relationship light and fun, but deeply the know that they bring out the best in eachother. The prankster starts showing his wisdom threw other things thtn his pranks and the bookworm lets out her brilliant sense of humor. Ahhh…. Isn’t it just so romantic?
Tomione <3 This couple is one of the most disfunctional noen canon couples in the whole Harry Potter fandom… but it works! I mean the whole ship is so emotional and some of the stories are so breathtaking… It so woth it! I’m not joking, if you have never read a Tomione story then you’re really missing out. I dare you guys, COME ON! <3
“The ship of Tom Marvolo Riddle and Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter series though the ship is not cannon. This ship is typically only found in fanfiction and a large pull behind it is the similarities between the two characters. Knowledge seekers and highly intelligent. One goes on to become a powerful Dark Lord and the other is considered the brightest witch of her age as well as being instrumental in helping to defeat Voldemort (in cannon). It is referred to as Tomione or mentioned as TRHG.”
Oh my goodness! This is the most perfect, flawless, greatest, awesomest, most realistic Dramione video of all time! eeek! Each and every one of you should watch it, it’s that amazing!:D And reblog it so that other people can experience its awesomness;)
He took her hand and turned it over so he could see her watch. “It’s one minute to three,” he said. “Let’s say your relationship with Harry becomes official at 3pm sharp, shall we?”
“Which gives us a minute to what, exactly?” she asked, but he shook his head at her and said,
“Hermione. You’re wasting time.”
Then, still leaning against the tree, he pulled her towards him by the hand holding her wrist-surprised, she stumbled forward, and fell against him. And he kissed her.
Later, Hermione would think that he had obviously put everything he had, every ounce of feeling for her, every last vestige of passion and every shred of frustrated love, into that kiss. As if he were trying to burn whatever it was he felt out of him, exorcise it, wring it dry. At the time though, she was only aware that her knees were buckling and there was a roaring sound in her ears as if someone were holding seashells over them. She shut her eyes and saw lightning dance across her inner lids.
She wondered if she might be the only girl ever to kiss two Magids in one day. Then she wondered if it might possibly be fatal.
He let go of her, and the world swam back into focus.
“Three o'clock, Granger,” he said, and dropped her hand.
“Wow,” she said weakly, and looked up at him. He was looking at her again with that funny little smile, half amusement, half regret. She knew he had just shown her how he really felt. And knew he would never, ever do it again.