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I am who I am, I am only different when it comes to you. (H/D)

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.

Moaning Myrtle tells a ghost story. Her death is not Hogwarts' most tragic by any means.

Draco and Ginny watch each other on Platform 9 and 3/4 and remember what could never have been.

George grieves after the death of his twin brother. A story of Fred, George and a carousel.

"You think that’s all you really have to remember, just to breathe. It’s not like they ever expect anything of you anyway." Neville, Harry, bubblegum, and broken prophecies, all in the space of a single breath. Slash.

One-shot featuring Remus and what it's like when he's not at Hogwarts. My first attempt at HP fiction (though hopefully that doesn't make you run screaming). Perhaps not the most original fic you'll encounter but give it a try if you like heartstring-tugging. And our dear Moony. :)

No one should ever have to feel like this. Some go through it on a daily basis. Learn first hand. This would be your worst nightmare.

Draco attempts suicide, but is saved by the timely intervention of a certain Weasley. A study in dark humour.

It's amazing the things you can survive, and the things you can't. I knew this wasn’t over, and when it was, the two of them would be walking away, and I would not.

Sequel to Chiaroscuro and second in the Sacred Beauty series. Draco is back at the Manor, preparing himself to fulfill the Second Prophecy, which will require him to battle Harry to the death. He wants nothing more than to go back to Harry, but he has no choice - he is about his father's business.

Sitting on the steps of his childhood home, Grimmauld place, Sirius ponders his memories. Good and bad.

Ginny Weasley reflects on the last month's events...and decides they're too much.

Ginny's reflections as she walks through the final battle field of the war. In the midst of the blood and pain and suffering, she manages to find a shred of hope, a new friend, and a reason to carry on.

One-shot. Song-fic to Green Day's Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Harry is going to Godric's Hollow with or without anyone's help. A half drunken Draco follows him to see what he's up to. The two have some decisions to make on this lonely road.

After Peter, James, and Lily are murdered, Remus struggles to take a hold on his life again. Broken-hearted about Sirius' betrayal, he decides to write a letter to his far away lover to heal some of the wounds.

One-shot. Four years after the events of 'When You Think of Me'. The world has changed; The Dark Lord has won; Draco Malfoy writes a letter to Ginny.

Upon returning from a mission for his Master, Wormtail's mind begins to wander.

"Do you wonder? Does it matter? Do you care? Sometimes, a candle is more than enough to light the way." An idle, nonsensical reflection of the one we all love to hate.

Open for dissection - The inner mind of Ginny Weasley; her speculations on life, love, Harry Potter and snow.``Snow. You love snow. I don’t really know why you love it so much, but you do. I think you like to preserve your childhood, you are amused quickly and bored as easily, in a way which doesn’t really convey immaturity, just... a different way of growing up...

Harry has lost everyone he loved. Now it's time to join his family in heaven. His thoughts as his life slips away.

Time changes everything, and even the most precious days must end. Remus and James talk as their lives change, and old loves turn to new ones. When the smoke clears and love is ended, there's always one person left alone.

A take on how Severus Snape came to be a Death Eater. Completed.

He has the perfect life, but if he was to give it up? Harry already knows what will happen...

Remus is all that is left; all the others have left him. Peter to join Voldemort, James because he died for Lily, and Sirius because he died to save Harry. How does he feel about being the last one? How does he feel about the others for leaving him behind, their friend, the one they made a certain promise to that none of them kept their word on, This is how he feels now that he is all alone…*SPOILER*

I rest my head on her chest. My weariness taking over. Tears fill my eyes. We won today. But I feel like I've lost everything.

Harry makes a wish that changes everyone's lives.

Hermione as an ex-ballerina. Contains an OC, crushing, one-sided love affairs, depression, ballet, and suicide.

Sirius sits in his cell in Azkaban and watches as his cousin Bellatrix pass him on her way to her own. This starts a train of thought leading to the motives behind his escape.

Virginia Weasley. Who would've expected her to turn out like this? A seventh year, a Prefect, the youngest daughter of a pure-blood family. What happened? Written in Ginny's hand, the words that begin with Dear Diary. The words she had sworn she would never write again. The last words she'll ever write.

Harry reflects on the hopelessness of his feelings for Draco.

What if you woke up one morning to find your whole world shattered to pieces? Calypso Panelle's parents are dead, she has no idea what's about to happen next, and to top it all off, she's just found she has to live with the Death Eaters. With the help of some unlikely friends, Caly will find the strength to stand up for what she believes in and learn that in the end, there is no way to avoid facing your fate.

It was there, when the light and dark came together to contort her visage that you could see it. It lodged in her eyes, but it dwelled in her soul. She lusted for blood.

Harry and Ginny are married, but everything is not as perfect as it should be. Harry drinks frequently and Ginny feels trapped. How far will she keep going under? Songfic to "Going Under" by Evanescence; hints of H/G, P/Hr and slight D/G.

After leaving the trials and tribulations of the wizarding world behind, Harry finds life as a Muggle isn't as easy as he imagined. H/Hr

Harry Potter is slowly succumbing to the will of Lord Voldemort, despite the ongoing efforts of his friends and guardians. Can he fight against the greatest evil in magical history, or is he doomed to become the Dark Lord's unwilling servant? The arrival of a mysterious stranger seems to be a key in deciding his fate...

I stood upon the rough stone. Life was so peaceful up here. Nobody wanted anything more from me than what I could give. The wind whipped my robes around me like a swarm of black sparrows where sewn to it, each desperately trying to escape me. I couldn’t blame them. What had I to offer them? They deserved more than I could give.

Many may remember Neville Longbottom as the chubby, clumsy Gryffindor who always managed to screw things up in Potions class. Well now Neville is out on his own and he has run into an old friend....

"The dark is my refuge. As a child, whenever I'd get frightened or depressed, I would get into bed and pull the curtains shut. My Nurse knew not to bother me whenever I'd do this, as did Mother. I don't recall Father being around to react to this behavior when I found myself in one of my hiding moods." Draco Malfoy struggles with his concience in a rare moment of introspection. Contains implied Draco/Pansy and truckloads of angst.

Gilderoy Lockhart, the oft (and aptly) maligned DADA teacher from Chamber of Secrets has lost everything which people consider truly important. In the loss of his memory he has lost his family, his history, his home. How can a person be a person without knowing all of the incidents and accidents, which have made them into the person they became? And in Lockhart's case, can he really want to be that person he was before? A look into the private diary of Gilderoy Lockhart, post CoS.

Voldemort wasn't doing his job, so hell sent their own agents to do it right...

"Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen / No it ain't so neat to admit defeat..." After the events in the Ministry, Hermione starts drifting. Inspired by the song "I don't Like Mondays".

"What am I supposed to say, "Sorry Harry, but in case you die in the final battle I wanted a piece of you, so I got pregnant? I can't say that Hermione," she said sighing. Ginny looked over at Harry and he glanced at her and held her gaze. "I can't promise anything Hermione," he said softly. He heard her intake of breath. "I can't promise that we'll always be friends, because, Hermione Jane Granger, I love you. I love you so much and I want to have a life with you, but I don't know if we'll ever get to have one. But I can promise you that I will love you till the day I die, whether it be tomorrow or in forty years. I will always love you," he whispered against her ear.

Family isn't always right. Sirius Black sits in a cell waiting for the trial that never came. He remembers.

What happens when things don't go as planned? When things don't work out the way they should? Could you still get through it...together? D/G One-shot.

A songfic, but told from who's point of view? Set a year after "our heroes" (ie: the Trio) leave Hogwarts. In a world torn apart by the war.

From the viewpoint of Mister Draco Malfoy. He's thinking about his old love, Hermione Granger Finnigan. And how he should have done some things he didn't, and how showers are VERY important to all this. One-shot.

A year after Hogwarts graduation, Hermione Granger reflects on the death of the one she loves. Songfic to Rinse by Vanessa Carlton.

After the final battle, Draco & Harry retreat from the Wizarding World into the house they share. Harry becomes consumed by the memories that torment him, but is there anything that Draco can do to bring him back from the prison of his own mind?``Told from Draco's POV

Like a play in five acts, except not. On a line connecting the Earth and the Moon, there are three points where a small body may exist in an unstable equilibrium if it has a velocity giving it the same period as the Moon. Two other such points exist at the third point of an equilateral triangle with the base of the line defined by the two masses of the Moon and the Earth. Throughout the events of PoA, Remus reacts to Harry as well as he dares.

The ponderings of a person. A person who knew when the last moment of her life would be. Maybe even fluffy, you tell me! Songfic to 'Tomorrow Never Dies'

A 'darkly beautiful' man reflects on the demise of a relationship through the course of several full moons. SS/RL, RL/SB implied slash.

I am his future, you are his past. (H/D)

Hermione finds herself lost in time (not literally) because of the pain caused by tragic deaths.

Harry and Ginny got married, but before her wedding night Harry was gone for ever for the final battle and wrote his last letter to her wife Ginny.

(Draco songfic) Inspired by Christina Aguilera's song, this story tells of Draco's homelife and what he's had to deal with for many years.

Draco contemplates war, and the value of sides.

A partner to my songfic "Hate", this is Sirius' sentencing from his point of view. Can stand alone, but better if read after "Hate".

Teddy Lupin was haunted by the sea. On the day he comes of age, he finds out the reason why. Written immediately after DH; inspired by the epilogue, but not directly based on it.

Severus reminds himself of what could have been. The message hits hard.

Takes place in the summer after SS. Sort of character study/summary

Harry and Draco are both too stubborn and risk loosing everything.

"It must be the atmosphere. Azkaban, with the sound of waves breaking against the rock cliffs in faithful succession. The name itself sounds broken and clumsily repaired. And it is home, they tell themselves. It is life. They hush the part about imprisonment. Azkaban, an island nation."

"Oh do you care, I still feel for you..." So, do you really care? Can you understand her reasons? (T/G)

A Lily and James story full of teenage heartache and confusion. Will Lily continue to be invisible at Hogwarts or will James be able to break through her cool exterior? Join the characters as they enter their 6th and penultimate year at the school of witchcraft and wizardry.

The plight of most of the Slytherins during Chamber of Secrets. Edited to be HBP-compliant, with the narrator changed.

Quote: You don't cry. You don't cry because you can't. You didn't kill him. Why would you kill him? He's got a half-smile on his face and you can't cry because he's happy. That would be sick, to cry.

In the summer after OotP, Harry is again at 12 Grimmauld Place. He feels sorry for himself, as usual, but with the, er, 'help' of a certain werewolf, he gets over it.

What seems like an error in Potions leads Snape to sing and dance like a disco queen... everybody laughs, but there is more to the situation than meets the eye. The only thing is, will the only person aware of the truth do the right thing, or will they be scared and frightened, and possibly be responsible for Snape's death?

Sirius tells Harry about the day he was born.

Hello there. Let me introduce myself. My full and Christian name is Deirdre Eudoxia Marbelle. Let me start out by saying that this is my story and I have kept it to myself for years. And years can rack up on you when you are an immortal. And you, reader, do not know anything about me. However if you have heard of me, you know me as the Vampire who befriended Draco Malfoy and used her charms to destroy much of the common wizarding world, to demolish all that was of Voldemort’s supporters. You should also know me as the one who, despite also being the one who killed much of the Death Eaters, threw the Order of the Phoenix into a frenzy, and by God destroyed it and all of their followers.

Mudbloods and Muggle-lovers first:. Lord Voldemort keeps a long-time promise to his followers, and Hermione -- along with every other Muggle-born and Squib in the Wizarding World -- is swept up in the current.

Your name is Remus Lupin. Today is the happy day, and your heart is broken.

Ubquitous and nondescript Ginny Weasley writes, writes, and writes ceaselessly and yet her words vanish into thin air.

Same words unspoken, same dream lost. A bitter story of what might have been...H/D slash.

One-shot fic about Cho and suicide.

Behind locked doors, things get muddled. Madness and reality intertwine, and monotony becomes standard. They say that insanity is either there or it isn't, but maybe it has levels, just like everything else.

Was Sirius Black as crazy as we all think he was in Azkaban? What was he thinking of the day before he escaped? Who was he thinking of?

Draco writes an essay on his home life.

A sixth year Maurader fic, revolving around events before the willow incident and after. Contains Lily/Severus and Remus/Severus (slash..) Tells of the facades which we hide behind when we're in fear of being open to hurt, and what happens when the walls tumble down.

At the end of sixth year, Draco had some troubles, the only person that noticed, cared and did something about it was Harry. Angsty. A little fluffy, but not bad, and a short little ficlet. This is one of my first fics ever! *sniff*

Written PreHBP. “Don’t do anything rash,” Draco tried again. Without taking his eyes of the knife Potter whispered, “Give me a reason Draco. Just a single one.”

Remus saw Harry’s pain. He saw it from the moment the boy, or rather, man, walked through the door. He wished he could do something to dull the anguish in Harry’s eyes. But that seemed difficult while he was still dealing with his own hurt.

Set from Hermione's POV. This story is set in the few seconds after Ron explains to Hermione what a Mudblood is when Draco calls her one after the Quidditch argument in the second book.

What does the all-powerful Half Blood Prince think of Harry Potter? His unbiased (ahem!) opinions may surprise you ...

"You sit in the darkness. It’s late. In the perfect houses across the road small squares of yellow light are a rare sight. The polished windows, marked by the brief passage of indistinct grey forms, fade into the characteristic black holes puncturing the neat arrangement of bricks. Privet Drive is empty. You’ve seen it before. In your mind you can map out every door, every flowerbed, even the infinite arrangement of light reverberations on the cement, the geometry of every wall." A dark fic full of dark thoughts. Warning, contains references to self-harm! What say ye? Hard-core angst? Nonsense...

One January night in 1981, six year-old Percy Weasley writes a story about a dark and stormy night and the "bad wizards". He has questions about the war that neither of his parents are sure how to answer.

The wizarding world had been attacked. Trinity Snape's children, husband, and the survivors from the Final Battle were killed. Trinity, in a fit of rage and dispair, had demolished the troop of attackers. But, can the savior of the Wizarding world stand being alone? Trinity Snape takes a walk down memory lane.

It's the summer after fifth year, and the last place Harry wants to be is Grimmauld Place. So of course, that's exactly where he is, still wrestling with his guilt and anger. Is there anything that can bring him peace? Harry opens his bureau and finds something unexpected.

A story of Snape, a candle, and a life. That's all there is to say, really.

“Want one, Potter?” you snarl, fists balled in his shirt and holding him up against the corridor wall. He brings his face close to yours, and I feel your shock. “I don’t need one,” he replies in a low voice. “I’ve got you.” You leap back as though you’ve been stung. Your cheekbones are scarlet now, and a halo of crackling energy surrounds you. “You wish,” you snap back. You could think of better, I know you could, but you don’t. I don’t. I can’t think of anything but you standing up for me. Or did you? Were you just standing up for yourself? Would it matter? I can already feel the blinkers around your eyes. You and he are the only people in this whole universe now, all else eclipsed by how you feel when he’s near you.

Harry sits in the Gryffindor common room on a stormy night. He is remembering back to about a month ago, when a terrible accident affected all of Hogwarts.

Harry is alone in the world, alcohol his only savior. But when he begins to lose himself, is there any retribution? A companion piece to Soul Searching

"But at the ends of the earth, will the deep end be any different than the shallow if we are there for the same purpose?" Someone thinks about a certain death and his great promise to Harry after the funeral.

His story begins too many times to count; in fact, it is always beginning, just as surely as time is always existent. But he does not own the story, for time is too great for one to reign, and Harry Potter is too powerful for anyone, even his son, to possess. And besides, fate is untamable, and choices are to the decider. But even if the story isn’t his, he is the story’s. And there are no endings, but only beginnings for Mark Evans; for Mark Potter.

The end has come, fraught with betrayal, but things are not as bad as they seem at first. Songfic to Avril Lavigne's 'Happy Ending'. Warning: character death!

Harry/Ron(/Hermione). It's supposed to get easier.

Can Draco bring love back into Danielle's life? Especially when THAT time comes around every year in February?

It is Cho's sixteenth birthday and she is celebrating with her friends. Yet something deep and painful comes back to haunt her when she opens a particular gift that may seem plain and simple on the outside...