ForeverSirius77

Sirius Black: A son, a brother; a friend, a Marauder; a prisoner, a fugitive, a godfather. Sirius played many roles, most veiled with tragedy or loss. But even in dark night skies, there are stars that shine bright. [A short story collection about Padfoot.]

She was trapped in that house, the walls suffocating her. But it hadn’t always been like that; there was a time when she was happy there. Yet that time is gone, but can she justify – even to herself, if to no one else – performing the greatest of crimes? Can she justify betrayal?

Terror, panic, and confusion made up the First War. The Dark Lord and his Death Eaters kept the Wizarding World in a state of darkness and war for over a decade. But what if Halloween of 1981 hadn't ended it, and the war had continued for years? What if things had happened differently and a family's lives were saved?

One ran. One pursued. And one tried to understand. There was one night. There were three men. There was one emotion.

The summer day had ended, yet not everyone had been granted sleep. He had wanted to be alone, and she had wanted a drink to defeat her insomnia. He remembered, and she watched. And both had wondered.

It was a time of terror, a time of panic and confusion. It was a time when death and pain ran rampant, and shadows sought to destroy the Light. It was a time when friends and family feared for themselves and for others. It was a time when Darkness threatened to overcome the Wizarding World. It was a time of death ... but also a time of life. It was the time of the First War.

She knew he wasn’t ready, knew he was too young. Yet there was nothing more she could do to keep him from making such a choice. But when he’s given a suicide mission, she does what any mother would do. She makes her decision, and she does it for her son.

It has been thought that dreams hold great value in diving unknown knowledge. Some adhere to the belief that a dream is capable of foretelling events, be they tragic or wonderful. Others believe that a dream is strictly that — a dream. Helga has a dream that shakes her focus and one that could have unforeseen effects on a friendship and on a school. Will the Founders fall, or will Hogwarts truly become the school they have always envisioned?

A young woman walks home at a very late hour, but things are not always peaceful in the night. Especially during a war.

Nightmares created another sleepless night for Sirius Black, but who would have thought that the night would include the meeting of old friends, trying to decipher cryptic poems, and travelling to centuries in the past to supposedly complete an as-of-yet unknown task?

Harry Potter's sixth year at Hogwarts ended in the murder of a mentor by the very man in whom he had placed his trust. The Order of the Phoenix struggles to overcome loss and the harsh sting of betrayal, while Lord Voldemort has continued to grow in power and strength; Wizarding Britain is on the brink of collapsing into darkness. Harry sets out on the path he chose, seeking the rest of the Horcruxes, and the story will culminate in the final and climactic battle between the forces of good and evil, where death, loss, betrayal, and the overwhelming strength of love and friendship abound. After so many years of terror and war, who will be victorious in the end -- Harry Potter … or Lord Voldemort?

Who would have thought that a sleepless night would spawn an adventure that includes Dark magic, giants, Diagon Alley, secret societies, and ancient prophecies? Certainly not Sirius Black.

Nearing the end of his final year at Hogwarts, Lucius Malfoy, the young, aristocratic Slytherin, chooses to embark on a path his father has treaded. Sneaking out of the school under the eyes of that Mudblood-loving headmaster, Lucius goes to join Dumbledore’s enemy — the Dark Lord Voldemort. He believes he has made the right decision in following this path, but will he make it through all of the tests and obstacles that the Dark Lord demands of him? Will he receive the Dark Mark and prove himself worthy of joining the elite group of followers who call themselves the Death Eaters?

Dragons, vampires, hospitals, and riddles all combine together to give Lucius Malfoy a trying experience as he seeks out the answer to a plaguing problem: How to get his magic back.

Two friends sit reminiscing about the past and remembering better times. But the arrival of dire news causes arguments to erupt and choices to be made. Guilt is still felt, the past is remembered, but he won’t let it happen again.

There are dark times on the horizon, and everyone knows it. War and death assaults the Wizarding World everyday, but even in the middle of all the terror, there are light moments; even in a world of hatred, love can be found. Such is the case when two friends admit their feelings for each other, feelings that they have harboured for several years.

The Dark Lord is losing his patience; he desperately wants the knowledge of the prophecy's exact location, and Lucius Malfoy can no longer put off searching the legendary Department of Mysteries.

A young girl discovers an old mahogany chest filled with an assortment of objects, one of which is an old copy of the

Everyone knows the story of the Four Founders of Hogwarts; the tales of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin are legendary. But did everything happen in the same way that it has always been told? Did Salazar Slytherin leave strictly because of differences concerning the purity of blood? Did friendships suffer and fail because of arguments concerning the running and ruling of Hogwarts? Or was there another reason? Could the story of a romantic relationship between two of the four friends have been lost to time? And did such an event cause more damage to the school than the beliefs in blood?

One night will always be remembered in the world of Harry Potter. There was one night that started it all --- a Dark Lord was defeated, a friendship was broken, and a child was left an orphan, yet hailed as a hero at the same time. The night of All Hallow's Eve is recounted once again in this tale.

Albus Dumbledore was firmly believed by many to be the only wizard that the Dark Lord Voldemort ever feared. What happens shortly after the headmaster's death? How dark can the Wizarding World possibly get? And is there some hope to be found, or is victory nothing but a distant and unreachable idea?

The Second War has ended, and several months have passed since the Final Battle. It is now the night of 31 December, and while the rest of the world is out celebrating the dawning of a Voldemort-free year, one young man is preparing to end his life. He has lost everything he cared for, including the love of his life, and can see no reason to continue living. Will someone come and save him before it is too late?

"Forbidden fruit is sweetest." The temptation is always strong when one discovers knowledge that they should not see. And not everyone denies the sweetest of all fruits ... Some embrace it hungrily.

There are only a few people capable of telling centuries worth of historical knowledge. Fortune is one of them. Since the dawn of time, she has watched people make decisions regarding destinies and fate, and in all of her watching, Fortune has chosen her favourites. They are different, yet at the same time alike, and only one word can describe them all --- They are all brave.

Slytherin House. It is where his legacy is; his family has always been in the serpentine House, save for an occasional Ravenclaw. He grew up learning about Salazar Slytherin and seeing the green and silver colours of one of Hogwarts' Founders. There was simply no other option for one of his blood. But is that really the truth? Is it possible for there to be a lion in the midst of snakes?

How could it have come to this? How did we fall so far? It is the day after Christmas, and while the rest of the world is returning to normalcy after the holiday, one man isn't feeling very cheerful. The holidays have only allowed him to remember the pain and loss of the previous year, though he tries desperately to forget those memories. But as a fresh blanket of snow has covered the ground, he decides to take a walk to clear his mind, and at the same time, he decides to take a chance; he allows himself to just remember.

“Nothing weighs on us so heavily as a secret.” A late night stroll to clear the mind leads to an unlikely conversation between two friends, where walls that have spent years being built up are suddenly torn down.