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Harry had one childhood with the Dursleys, but what happened to the relics of his first babyhood with his own parents? Sirius has been keeping a surprise for him (Post-OOtP).

Neville still remembers. Sequel to Memory.

America is a place of new beginnings; a short glance in the mirror of what could've been. [AU; sug. Harry/Colin, slash, gen]

The hour was late, and the wind was high. The half-moon hung distantly in the sky. The summer air slapped him in the face and all the while, he was still aware of the Spaniard muggle laying in the bed behind him.

This is another song fic, to the song "Stay or Leave" by Dave Matthews. Remus is having a lot of trouble getting over Sirius and retreats to the place they spent most of their time together. After a while, Harry comes to stay with him, and together they find they can heal one another.

What happens years from now when the Final Battle has taken place? Where are our beloved characters. Embark on a journey of love and passion, where the unexpected is reality.

"You hear them whisper that Cissa Black is breaking..." ``Dreams are not enough to save us, but they're substantial enough to try.

Following the full moon, Remus Lupin remembers Hogwarts, his acceptance, and the Phoenix's song.

Short fic about Harry after he's met up with Voldemort yet again. Really overly dramatic and quite short. Sad stuff

Fifteen years prior to the events at the end of "Goblet of Fire" and the beginning of "Order of the Phoenix", there were two Death Eaters. One was trying to redeem a tortured life, one was in fear for his own. Only Albus Dumbledore would bring them together. Both will discover life demands many sacrifices. This is Snape's story.

AU. "The clock was wrong. Lily had observed just how wrong the clock was; it had only just turned three ‘o’ clock. Why did the clock say it was five? James had assured her that yes, it was five ‘o’ clock, but she didn’t believe it. It had to be three. At three ‘o’ clock, he had been there. Smiling, albeit a weak smile, but smiling all the same. Her pride and joy. Her one truest love. The one she had loved more than any other. But now it was five, which meant he was no longer there. He was gone, just like that. Gone."

Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, That this night, before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice. [KJV, Matthew 26:34]

Swans and loons aren't all that different, are they? Cho and Luna strike up an unlikely friendship through a series of conversations by the fire. They come to see that they are neither swans nor loons, but eagles. (Cedric/Cho, Harry/Cho, Michael/Cho, Harry/Luna)

Things are not going well for Narcissa. The life she once thought so secure is gradually falling apart... and so is she.

She's not a girl who misses much. [Alice's perspective, with a hint of Harry/Neville.]

Trapped, a lost boy must find his way back to the light, with the help of something dark.... one-shot, slash.

In her first year out of Hogwarts, Ginny works undercover for the Order of the Phoenix. She and Harry live together in a derelict building in muggle London in the midst of the second war against Voldemort. Ginny dreams of her escape but vows to stick by Harry. Angsty, thoughtful and dark.

Sometimes he thinks death would have been better for Sirius. [RL/SB SLASH]

Ever wonder why Moody is always so paranoid? Ever wonder if he was once normal?

"Ah, Moony, you are denying the deep and aching lake of lust my newly sparkly appearance caused to rise in your soul," said Sirius, but he clambered off the floor and brushed himself down. "Besides, it's pretty. Wanna touch it?" Remus, who seemed unaccountably disturbed, shook his head. "I have better things to do with my hands." Then he went bright red. "Not that I mean. Or um. I have a lot of. Assignments. Didn't do much over the break. That's all I meant." "You are a strange and twisted child, my Remus." Sirius touched his ear gingerly. "But we love you for it. I, being the spectacular, brilliant, amazing student that I am, have done all my essays already."

My first songfic: Draco Malfoy's life in song (to Nick Cave's "Up Jumped the Devil"). H/D slash, not a happy story.

Sequel to my other one-shot, 'Last Words'. Ginny tries to come to terms with Neville's death and, in the midst of her confusion and grief, tries to ascertain whether or not his feelings were, or could have been, reciprocated.

In his mind's eye, Sirius can see tomorrow coming...

Two brothers. One known mistake. One unknown redemption.

In the second part of the "Perfection Trilogy", Hermione completes her first mission: destroying her origins.

It's the day before Gypsy Stone's wedding. She expects everything to go perfectly and it does. Until the wedding night...

Addictions come in many forms. Some with powder, others in power.

Ron Weasley's soliloquy of how his life has been being constantly in the shadow of Harry Potter. He looks back at his years in Hogwarts and what his life was like during and after the war with Lord Voldemort.

Draco is obsessively stalking Harry's taxi. Draco gets run over. Draco and Harry contemplate eternal salvation.``Evanescence H/D songfic parody complete with pointless angst, random backstory, inexplainable POV shifts, Muggle trappings, and abuse of the English language.

James and Lily's seventh year at Hogwarts, in their own words.

Blaise takes matters into his own hands after the war.

Sometimes, when I’m bored, or at another pointless Death Eater meeting, I think about that tapestry, the one in my aunt Black’s home. I remember the feel of it - it was soft, and the gold threads were so intricately woven, so perfect, it seemed. Of course, there were its flaws- the small burned names, and little holes, but other than that it really was very lovely. I remember, when I was a small child, tracing my index finger along the gold line that seemed to run forever…forever, and forever, for all eternity.

My debut into the Harry Potter fanfic world, written back on 07-31-00. I figured I'd post it here just so you all could see how my writing has changed. Slight shounen-ai implications if you want them to be. If not, hopefully this will at least spur thought.

Ginevra Weasley returns home after several years of self-seclusion from the Magical world. Former Headmaster Dumledore is dealing with death issues and Luna Lovegood is being… herself.

Random, madcap and yet so cute! Sounds like R/Hr? A piece of advice for 'em--Just Do It.

There may be a war going on, but Professor McGonagall is still a teacher.

Decisions, just one, whether right or wrong can change everything. Pity Percy has chosen the wrong one. Percy regrets what went wrong. One-shot songfic to Chris Cagle's "Songs About Rain."

Merlin, what a waste of time. If knowing the future were as easy as looking at leaves in a teacup... Eileen took the final sip, then held the cup in her left hand and swirled vigorously. Three times, clockwise, the way Professor Mopsus had taught them. She drained the dregs, put the cup back down on the saucer, and critically peered inside. It looked like...clumps of damp tea leaves.

This is just a short little fic about friends; it's about the stuff that we do to each other. You know, like screw up and fight and stuff. But that's what friends do. An attempt at kindness goes wrong. Harry, Ron and Hermione are put into a state of general misery. But this is a story about friends after all. It'll all work out in the end. There is just a little *hint* of romance, but it's very small and it's canon. I'll let you figure it out. Enjoy!

Fourth of the 'Colours' sequence. "Harry was full of redness now, angry abused flames licking at his intestines and growling like a pissed off red demon of a dragon, cold eyes prowling the back alleys of Harry’s mind and peering out from behind his glasses with gold-slit pupils, and neither of them noticed at all."

Peter thinks about the events that led him to join Voldemort and betray his friends.

It was a binary, remember? Two stars, circling around each other forever? (R/S Slash)

A small look at my version of the Black family. Starts with Sirius' grandmother, down to Regulus.

Harry thinks it's great, being with Blaise. Really.

Things have changed. Suddenly Draco feels like no one can see him anymore. Well, almost no one.

Peter thinks back upon his horrible childhood, his time at Hogwarts, and why he became a servant of Voldemort. Contains abuse and squicky things, including slash.

A Gryffindor ponders what could have been after Voldermort's downfall. If his parents had been there, would his childhood had been different? By changing the past, could he bring them back? Would his life be different?

The height of the war, and an empty bed. Voldemort is growing in power, and the Order of the Phoenix must expand and make sacrifices. So many people he loves are fighting this war - who will Remus have to sacrifice? Remus-centric, Remus/Sirius, implied Hermione/Ron

One-shot. The night that a friend reveals a secret to a person who he believes is a friend... but true colors glow in the end.

The trip on the train to Hogwarts, from Crookshanks' POV.

Writing is an addiction. Plain and simple. A story for every devout narrator.

Chapter 1 of the Allura saga. Tom Riddle was a fifth-year student at the age of sixteen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that fateful year. His past and present catches up to him, and finds something he didn't know existed...

A fic inspired by the song 'Proud of Your Boy'. Ron promises his mum that one day she'll be proud of him.

Harry cant stop thinking. And have you ever been in two minds about something? Does it ever seem to take over? It has for Harry, and with his mind in conflict, he doesn't know what to do.

The first war - a time of love and betrayal. After the fall of the Dark Lord, Severus Snape prepares to face the consequences of his actions - the funeral of the only woman he ever loved.

Hermione is not vain for herself on any account, but she is so very vain and lustful for the head of desire that is Pansy Parkinson--and that it will stay.

She wishes things didn’t have to change. She wishes that she had the courage to tell Sirius to come back, to tell him that the Potters don’t need him. She needs him. She needs him to keep her from a danger she cannot be bothered to give a damn about, and to try and protect her when it is far too late. She shivers at the thought of looking down upon her arm to find a mark that will never go away.

After the end of his fifth year, a self-deprecating Neville reflects on June, his parents, and his relationship with his grandmother.

Wormtail probably had his own reason for betraying his friends. Maybe his friends attitudes made him or maybe it was something else. Yes we all think he's a scumbag, but maybe he had his own reasons.

Harry tries to drown his sorrows, while reminiscing about his concealed love-life with Draco.

A dark, disturbing, odd little fic. Harry loves Colin, and Colin loves Harry. It's perfect, surely? (Warning for extreme angst and weirdness!)

So now, less than a month after dying, how is death feeling for Sirius Black? And what is going through poor Harry's mind?

You always thought this would be the hardest thing to do... Draco muses on his first kill.

As Ginny's sixth year at Hogwarts comes to a close, she gets a strange feeling and hurries to save the Wizarding Community. Unfortunately, something goes wrong...

Pansy hates waking up in the dark. In the darkness the nightmares hide, along with the haunting memories and the hidden doubts.

A sort-of prequel to my HP story arc on FF.net. Voldemort may be down for the count, but Severus Snape and Filius Flitwick aren't satisfied with the cost. Aided by a young Auror whose sister died in an attack by one of the Death Eater factions, they mean to travel back through time to deal with Riddle themselves. And the Big V won't half be surprised when he finds out how...

Random musings of a Malfoy

Draco is on the verge of discovering what happens after death.

Padma and Parvati Patil share everything. Even what's going on in their heads. Join the twins in a short-story of their childhood, including no less than murder, drowning and worms.

Lavender reflects on how people think of her.

When it was all over, Harry had decided to keep with tradition. He was going to get a house for the sky.

Who would have left Sirius in the picture of the Potter's wedding day? Would one of the Potter's friends really want Harry to see his parent's killer? Maybe... but maybe not.

The house is old, the garden's a jungle, and Lupin isn't sure what can be salvaged. Sequel to "Escapism."

After the war, someone has to live with the guilt of surviving and finding new happiness.

"Harry had been in this place before, or so it seemed to him. Sure, this room he had walked on looked nothing like any of the Dursleys’, but even as he stood on the threshold, clutching his trunk with Hedwig’s cage on top, he couldn’t help but feel that the place was familiar..." Will there be any hope for Harry after losing his godfather? (No slash or romance here, sorry.)

A sad piece on the joy and sadness love brings. A Draco/Cho love story written with poetic imagery about the many emotions Cho feels about the love she shared with him. One-shot. "Before you were an angel you were an ice prince, a translucent silver glacier of floating white. You were the dew of the waving grass, a small bead of diamond glass. And as ragged scraps of clouds crossed the surface of the sky you were the moon with pearly eyes...."

A house of cards will eventually have to crumble to non-existence. From Sirius Black's perspective during his sentence in Azkaban--reflecting on the betrayal of Peter Pettigrew and the friendship of the Marauders and how, they too, like a house of cards, crumbled.

Ever wonder why Voldemort gathered so many followers? Draco's reasons for joining the Dark Lord.

If you're wondering what this story's about, I'm afraid I don't know... just a random story where Harry loses his temper a little too often and insults Malfoy a whole lot.

Ron and Blaise live to antagonize each other, but after the War when one man's lover is dead and the other is the living dead, they discover common ground. [Slash]

Snape is haunted by memories, and has a meeting with temptation in the form of Bellatrix Lestrange. Because no one can remain impassive forever, and it is not only fools who can wear their hearts on their sleeves.

Ron knew that his feelings for Harry were wrong, however he``wanted to know if there was any chance for him to get in Harry's life.

"I will return to Hogwarts in order to prepare it for the Dark Lord's imminent return. And when he comes to take the school, I will gladly give him what he deserves, and rid those unworthy of being in his presence."``Draco swears his revenge on Potter and his gang, as well as Dumbledore, who dares to try and understand him, and Snape, who betrayed the Death Eaters.

The staff meeting in which the sorting hat was created, as seen through Salazar Slytherin's eyes.

Harry participates in the final, public destruction of Voldemort.

Year six in Slytherin house brings about some unexpected changes, but as the war approaches, will these changes be enough? Story of Sixth Year, as told from the viewpoint of Theodore Nott.

Takes place right after 'Promise'. This includes Ginny's conversation with Dumbledore, and the Twin's newest Wheeze. Ginny battles with her inner demons.

"Orphan. Hermione never considered that word much before. Until she became one herself." The death of her parents' death turn Hermione into a catatonic person, who doesn't care, doesn't know, doesn't realise anything going around her. She only knows one thing.``Nobody's home. Pure angst.

The Hog's Head pub has been the scene of a fair few illicit deals, but this deal may well be the strangest one to date... Draco is sarcastic and Ron is a typical Gryffindor. R for language and sexual references. Avoid if you don't like slash

What if T.S. Elliot got it wrong? What if it was the brginning of the world we should be worried about? Rate for intresting takes on the Bible.

Tonks runs into Percy. And then runs into him again. Six scenes in which the pairing discover the truths of one another and where they fit.

There is a time before a house-elf is given a name. Winky thinks back on her past, and remembers how she learned to be a good house-elf. My thoughts on why house-elves are so servile and self-abasing.

"He never understood why I love that poem. Was always amused and, perhaps, a bit concerned that I could be so deeply touched by something about the end of the world. I could never explain that it was about us, as surely as if Frost had been watching us as he wrote." ````First person poem fic, Severus's point of view, of the destruction of Voldemort and what led up to it. Mild Snarry. Character death, but not entirely sad, if I've succeeded.

"Pansy. A beautiful name, actually. And it was hers. She liked it. It was the only part of her she liked. Everything else was wrong. She knows it deep inside, but she doesn’t dare admit it. Not to others, not even to herself."

It is ten years after the war against Lord Voldemort and Harry is now married to Ginny Weasley. They live together in the Burrow and she had his child. But there is a secret that Ginny harbors, one that she has kept since she was a child. Her heart still belongs to Tom Riddle.

... or The O'Malley Mystery. Join Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Drew as they search for a thief. Kathrine O'Malley, very prominant Pureblood, ex-wife to Sirius Black (though that's not important), has lost a very powerful amulet and must find it within forty-eight hours of losing it. With the help of the Mystery Squad, they are able discover the thief.

Sequel (or maybe more of a companion) to "Thoughts of a Hazy Summer Afternoon." Padma, Parvati, and their older brother, Rajiv, take an afternoon off during summer holidays, in the middle of London. While doing this, Rajiv thinks about reform school, his sisters, his parents, and his ability to see the world around him, and the disappointments that come with it.

When she was younger, Bellatrix used to visit funerals of those killed by the Dark Lord. She now feels they may have an influence on her loyalties.

"She edited her letters while composing them in her head, learning to give just enough to inspire verisimilitude. She learned to tell stories, in writing at least, and by the time summer came around, she'd told the same ones, over and over until they came automatically to her lips."