When Magnolia Potter overhears her younger brother confessing to their grandparents' graves his fears that he may be a Squib, she is horrified. The implications of this, considering that he is now a werewolf, are terrible. The ten year old boy would be fair game to anyone with a grudge against their father. However, in the following weeks their family is presented with overwhelming evidence that he is instead a very powerful wizard, just like his father. This is great news for Magnolia, already busy with her own problems and the backlash of Milo's changed condition. And then on their father's birthday, it all falls apart. (Exceedingly minor DH spoilers)I'M BACK!!!!
"If he sat down and thought about, he had to admit that no one would really like him unless they'd known him for years and developed a bit of a blind spot to certain aspects of his personality." Falling in love for Harry and Hermione, is not easy, and especially when one is determined to commit each of seven deadly sins.
Even the most successful people in the world need a little reassurance every now and then. But with friends as close as these, that can lead to trouble.... Now to reel you in: light romance, mention of Teddy, barely any H/G and R/Hr.... Read, read, read.... :)
Obligatory Teddy and Harry, godson-godfather fic that ignores canon. Out for ice cream, Teddy Lupin makes a selfish suggestion that is more altruistic than he knows. (Oh, may I be forgiven for this cliche.)
In the winter of her Third Year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry Potter's thirteen year old daughter is attacked in the school bathroom. Unfortunately, her parents and many of their friends are off on a secret mission and cannot be reached. If she is to survive she must find out who did it and why. But she is to learn in the process that some things are not always what they seem. Change and repost of original A Tale of Winter. NOTE: NOW COMPLETE!!!
Inspired by Yethro's Delusions, what Harry's thoughts may be as presented in the sketch.
In what should be his seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry Potter finds himself instead on a quest to stop the Dark Lord Voldemort once and for all. And while he's at it deal with the pressures of coming of age, an evil-minded Minister for Magic, the media, the changed relationship of his friends and encounters with the ever infamous Knights of Walpurgis: the Death Eaters. It's going to be a long year. EXCERPT: They descended into twilight on a craggy dirt road leading into a village that was clearly a good way above sea level. They were thankfully protected from it, but they could almost feel the thin, chilly air around them, a fixture in a landscape of jutting cliffs and sharp peaks. But the villagers didn't seem to mind, of the ones they could see as their eyes fell away from the mountains and descended upon the village ahead. They bustled, staggered and hurried about as if this were Diagon Alley and the day had just begun. Ron couldn't help himself, he had to ask: “I wonder if Vicky came from a place like this?”
Draco attempts suicide, and is saved in the nick of time by a certain someone. A study in dark humour, please forgive me.
"The new Weasley house in Ottery St Catchpole is not as large or lopsided as its predecessor just some roads down. It is not filled with strange Muggle artefacts useless in the magical world, or with patched, old furniture, or children… yet. It does not have a ghoul pounding away in its attic, a magically-meddled-with Ford Anglia in a garage or, unfortunately, a magical clock that tells locations instead of time. It is not in any way The Burrow."-- After the Second War, Ron and Luna are married and....
Four years after the end of the Second War, Harry is the Ministry of Magic's most famous Auror, Hermione is the new Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts and Ron Weasley is at St Mungo's seemingly dead to the world. Sharing an apartment in London, Harry and Hermione's divergent careers keep them apart, and busy for long stretches of time broken only by pub outings, Ministry balls and official events, and visits to the Weasleys. But this summer, Harry decides to change that... and then one drunken night offers a drastic helping hand.
Inspired by a dream, a story of how Harry and Hermione come together in a OBHWF, post-Voldemort world.
Fifteen years before, the line of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black was extinguished in the Death Chamber of the Department of Mysteries. Four years later, Harry Potter, adopted heir to its fortune, vanished at the end of the Second War. Today, those left behind are faced with a most curious question: What do a pair of identical twins, newly transferred to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons, have to do with either? Rating raised for Chapter Four
During the final days of the Second War, Draco Malfoy kidnaps Ginny in a last-ditched attempt to save his life. It fails miserably, but the repercussions extend further than they could have possibly imagined.
Remember the nursery rhyme, baby lullaby, whatever? I do, and I love it!!! So, with no further ado, Harry, Hermione and baby daughter relaxing at home. Family fluff.
"Had Harry ever spent his snowfalls, winters and Christmases in there wishing that his parents were with him? Dreaming and imagining the kind of days she carelessly enjoyed or ignored? Wishing and hoping someone would wake him to go out and play in the snow? That took some of the magic out of the moment." I felt for something with Christmas, heh. Couldn't let go of the need for angst, however slight too.
In the last moments of the final battle of the Second War, something goes horribly wrong. Life for Harry Potter, it appears, is determined to be miserable. Now, amidst problems at the Burrow and with his friends, and the pressures of being the Man-Who-Triumphed, Harry must find out exactly what happened that day while taking the first tentative steps into a post-Voldemort world. Final Chapter.
You would think that after CoS Harry Potter would know better than to read other people's diaries. Oy vey! Of course, is it so wrong if the diary in question reveals some very important things?
Side by side, they lay in the grass under the shade of a tree at the lake. A light wind blew, scuttling fallen leaves over their supine forms and shaking a few more free of their branches. The air was chilled, hanging over them like the pervasive mist, and ever so often cut blithely through their light woollen robes. And their eyes were trained on the horizon as the sun, in a blaze of bright red, flaming orange and burnished gold, descended to the twilight of the dying earth. This was the dusk of All Hallow's Eve. My attempt at a fic for the season, and seriously, my parents should take away my rights to the computer. Lighter and fluffier than my usual stuff. R&R
More from the wonderful mind of Harry Potter, could be a prequel for Deluge, though narrative perspective is different. At Bill and Fleur's wedding in the summer, Harry comes to a somewhat terrifying and yet overwhelmingly pleasant realisation.
This title invokes depth of thought in this fanfic. One of the genres is humor. The author thinks she's funny. Do not let this fool you. But please do read anyway. :) Harry and Hermione at Hagrid's hut at Hogwarts (hey, alliteration!) having a few conversations.
One night at Grimmauld Place, before they are to embark on the war against Voldemort, Harry finds himself contemplating a flood of thoughts on his best friends' relationship.