Title: unsphere the stars Author: cocoartist Rating: M Genre: Drama/Romance Status: WIP Library Category: Time Travel Pairings: Hermione G./Tom R. Summary: When you can't change time, but you can't go forward, what is left? Hermione learns how to be the protagonist of her own story. Link Post DH Hermione is sent back to Hogwarts as a 7th year and becomes a peer to Tom Riddle. The time travel premisse seems sketchy and forced at first, but plays well into Rowlings time travel canon of "time is a closed loop". This isn't a redo fic and things still play out as in canon. Hermione's and Riddle's character development though, is very good. This isn't a fluffy romance. Tom is still a fucked up kid but we get to see his charming side (the one that made so many people fall in love with him) and how Hermione feels attracted by that, in spite of knowing the monster he will become. We also get to see Hermione's hunger for knowledge explored. And what her potential would have been if she wasn't such an outsider or allienating know-it-all. Prose is good. There are a few typos here or there that a beta reader would've corrected, but nothing that detracts from the story. Mary-sue and Gary-stu lines are toed, but the author has so far managed to stay in line. There is still a lot to happen and some pitfalls for the author to avoid, but so far I'd give 4/5. Spoiler: Excerpt 1 Tom was a creature of dreams, but unlike most dreamers he could make them real. His dreams weren't contained in the sleeping night to be wiped away by the sun's rise: he dreamed with his eyes open and his wand in his hand and there was no part of him hindered by the doubt of ordinary men. If he wanted to do something, he did it. Hermione suspected a great part of his power came from that unquestioning certainty. It was how he'd been able to frame Hagrid for the Chamber, his uncle for his father and grandparents. There was no line Tom wouldn't cross - but the flip side of it was that he performed magic she didn't think even existed before he did it. He believed, and so it was. He created as much as he destroyed. It was intoxicating and she couldn't walk away. Spoiler: Excerpt 2 Wordlessly, he walked over to it. Watching Tom cast was something special, under any circumstances. He was a lyrical spell-master, never one to shy away from flair and yet he tempered it with a ruthless sort of efficiency. There was a cold poetry to it.