REWRITE: “I need to erase my memory… not all of it, just—just parts. I don’t want to remember him anymore.” (lost after portkey crash, re-uploaded)
FINALLY COMPLETE! Now a disenchanted Auror, Harry Potter struggles with his past, the mistakes following the war, and the path to redemption just as the murder of the century and an unexpected partner are, untimely, thrust his way, all forcing him to face the memories that had so long gone unearthed.
Bloody and battered, scarred and just searching for a beacon of hope at the end of the war.
In reply to Lord Vador’s “humble request” of fluff for the disappointment of the 6th HP film (I pray it doesn’t disappoint)! “All our lives we search for someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance the song of heartbreak and hope all the while, wondering if somewhere, somehow there is someone searching for us” (Anonymous)
“What the hell is this?” “I believe that it is a note that says that I’m tired,” she replied.
He’d told himself that he was okay without her, that he didn’t need her, that life wasn’t empty without her. He just wished that his body would listen to what his mind told him.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. NOTE: this is a redux, I've entirely re-written this story, not a single scene totally the same.
It takes a while to realize what you’ve lost and, for James Potter, seeing Lily again reminds him of a blithe epoch that he desperately wants to return to. After years, he's finally ready to be with her, but is it too late? Has Mr. Right lost out to Mr. Now? Moving on is hard, watching someone else move on is harder.
they say that life is like a box of chocolates. Personally, though, I don't see it, if anything, it's more like a romantic comedy.
What happens when you realize that everything you thought was true turned out to be a lie? When you realize that the love that meant the world to you was never really there? How do you find your way back, especially when you realize that you still need him? And who will be there to pull you out when you get in over your head?
Without him I feel dead and lifeless, but with him I don’t know how long I’ll survive.
They had experienced things that most could never even dream of and others would write about, but, ultimately, they found themselves floundering at the end, grasping to ties those loose strings and find rationale in what should have been so simple: the happy ending.
Manipulative. Coercive. Sly. And yet, they all loved her, they were so blind—couldn’t see that every word from her mouth was a perfectly calculated move to gain control over them. [part 3 in the Kismet Series; can be read alone]
[prequel to the kismet series; can be read alone]: I can honestly say that I had never planned on it or even ever allowed myself to hope for it. Instead, it—we just happened, and, I guess, that’s really what made it all so magical in the end, the fact that I was totally unprepared for it. It was all a complete surprise. It was serendipity.
Our entire relationship could be described by one simple word: cake.
[part 4 in the Kismet Series; can be read alone]: how had the fates forsaken me this way?
the best way of realizing any relationship woes can come through the simple act of just getting yourself stuck in an elevator with your partner and forcing them to talk to you
the long-awaited sequel to Kismet: the reason why a girl should never pick a ginger as her bridesmaid
Everyone knows that you don’t pick a ginger as your bridesmaid as she will steal your groom.
they say that “nice guys always finish last,” but what ever happens to the nice girls of the world?
somehow her plans just never seemed to turn out quite as she had imagined they would.
We hadn't spoken in so long now, so what was the catalyst? What brought on this sudden change where we were finally comfortable around one another again?
“No, what’s not fair is that it’s never mine. It’s always been Ron, and now—now Ginny. When are you finally going to trust me, choose me? I need you Harry,” she told him weakly, wiping away all the stray tears streaming down her face.
greed: (grēd) n. An excessive desire to acquire or possess more than what one needs or deserves, especially with respect to material wealth
“I think we need to get engaged.” It was only when she heard James chocking loudly, however, that she finally got up the courage to look up at him, “something wrong love?”
He was everything that I’d ever wanted; I only wish that I was the same for him.
do you believe in first sight or do I have to walk by you again?
AU: it was when she was his that he couldn’t imagine her as such, but it was when he lost her that he couldn’t imagine her as anything but his.
he was supposed to hate her, but somehow she managed to get past his defenses regardless of that fact.
Two-Shot: there I was, the girl who would willingly give him anything and everything, the one that was prepared to die for him, but ironically enough I couldn’t fulfill the one thing that he ever requested of me.
COMPLETE:: AU: She had no family, she had no one to love, she was of the most desolate of people. One question, however, remained: could she perceiver or would her past just be too much? The story of the “wonderful” life of a Black.
finding your way back to a world that you had once called home can be unbelievabley hard, especially when the only memories you have of that world are of devastating heartbreak. Is it possible to find your way back? (warning for language and scens of mild sexual nature)
what happens when you’re too scared to say yes? What happens when you finally lose the choice to say yes?