I am a recent member of the Harry Potter fandom, but I have always had a passion for the written word, and I hope to fulfill it here. I live in a relatively boring corner of Idaho, and I like Kokanee and a good book!
So, I suppose you're wondering what's up with my username. Even if you're not, this is how that happened. No, I was not aspiring to be a Gryffindor. I can't think of any house to which I would belong less than Gryffindor, in fact. It was a moment of clarity that I got while I was battling with myself about whether I should want to be Sorted into Gryffindor to be like Harry or to be Sorted elsewhere and follow my own path. I thought it to be much like the contemplative scene in Hamlet when he weighed taking his own life. I'm not trying to be melodramatic. That's simply is what popped into my head when I was trying to sign up to leave a review. :D
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Summary: Lily Evans wasn’t the only Gryffindor with a childhood friend. Whilst she was meeting the boy who would introduce her to the magical world, someone else was learning how to mix with Muggles.
This is not, however, a story about Lily Evans. This is a tale about James Potter and the Muggle girl that he never quite forgot.
This story is for Natalie (hestiajones) who makes me laugh more than most people and has been a very supportive friend, despite our separate continents. Happy Birthday, mate!
I’m indebted to Gina (Gmariam) who kindly offered to beta this short one-shot, and then didn’t complain when it mushroomed into a chaptered fic.
Because of an archive gliitch, this fic has been temporarily put down a rating. the content remains the same and it is still a 6th-7th. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. If I had been, then Sirius, Remus, James, Lily and Tonks would not have died. Peter, however would have died in an icky manner
OMMPP! Juggling won 2 QSQ's for Best Chaptered Marauder and Dita won Best Original Character. Seriously pleased and shocked here. Thank you.
The chapter titles are all from Keane songs.
Summary: When Harry died to defeat Voldemort, it damaged him. Some indefinable part of Harry was left behind, leaving him dark and empty. Hermione has done what she could to shelter him, but perhaps there are some things from which there is just no coming back.
Summary: A poem about all those couples whose love was never meant to be.
Summary: When James becomes the victim of Sirius's Valentine's Day prank, Lily is forced to watch over him and keep him out of trouble for the evening. Yet even after a rather long night, she can't help but wonder if perhaps it had been worth it after all.
Summary: Winner of the 2011 QSQ Award for Best Dark/Angsty One-shot!
It is true what they say about your life flashing before your eyes just before you die. As Theodore Nott, Death Eater like his father before him, stands on the battlefield in what is surely Hogwarts and his final hours, he remembers all that lays behind him: his father, the Dark Lord, the one girl he ever loved, and the thing he has forced himself to forget.
But you remember, don't you, Theodore?
Please tell me you remember me.
Summary: He left. Katie Bell has moved on; she loves someone else, but it's not enough – she can't let go of him. When they meet for a drink one night, it can only bring back memories and pain.
Summary: Scorpius Malfoy never expected the brief visit to his bookshop of a rude woman with no interest in books to give him so much to think about.
This story won the 2011 Next Generation one shot QSQ
Summary: Katie Bell discovers the perils of not knowing what (or whom) she wants and taking a close friend for granted.
Summary: The last person that Katie Bell expected to encounter on Christmas Eve was Oliver Wood – the once love of her life; the man who had walked away from her when she had needed him most.
Summary: Harry is about to leave the Burrow for the final time when his six doppelgangers give him something to think about. Set during book seven and based on the chapter of the same name, but having little to do with it, really.
Winner, Quicksilver Quill award for Best Humour story.
Summary: Can an Unforgivable Curse ever be forgiven … even if it is cast by a saviour?
A dark one-shot charting the wizarding world’s reaction when Harry is forced to play Voldemort at his own game to defeat him.
“Harry James Potter, you are charged with casting the three most heinous curses any wizard could perform.”
Summary: Many difficult things have been asked of Severus Snape over the years, and perhaps this latest one ought not to have been the hardest. But yet, he knew that, just beyond the gargoyle, he would be forced to confront the most difficult test he'd ever known: facing the man he killed.
Summary: Percy finds that he has more in common with his infuriating colleague, Daphne Greengrass, than just overbearing mothers.
Summary: Rose Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy – a love that could never be, and yet it was.
We never want things to fall apart around us, and we don’t always want the real world to intrude on our lives, but in the end it always will.
Summary: The war is over and people are rebuilding their life, happy and sad and grateful. But what about Draco?
Written for the End of an Era Challenge at PA (WON FIRST PLACE! YIPPIE!), and nominated for a QSQ for Best Poetry. :D Thanks!
He cannot bring himself to think the name. There is a glimpse of red. A laugh. A fumbled apology. A friendship.
How a death may change a life or two.
Winner of Best Non-Canon Romance in the Quick Silver Quill Awards 2010
Summary: Christmas Eve brings candles, guilt and memories for Severus Snape.
He had been little more than a boy when his mother had died. At a loss for how to comfort the grieving child he barely knew, and seeking perhaps the familiar routines of his own childhood in solace, his father had taken him to church. Severus, however, had found no comfort in the austere, hallowed stone of the chapel, but he found something in the warm candlelight of the offerings to the souls of the departed. If it was not exactly comfort, at least it was more than emptiness. Religion had never permeated his soul, but the candlelight had.
Summary: Ron wakes up alone in an unfamiliar flat with no recollection of the past week of his life and has to attempt to puzzle out who the woman who clearly slunk away in the night was and what occurred between them.
Summary: The world changes, but one thing stays the same – every year, a week after the Final Battle, the DA still meet to remember those who fell. For Michael Corner, this means seeing his best friend's girl, which becomes more complicated by the year.
Summary: Five Reasons to Hate James Potter II:
1. He's arrogant (thinks he's the best thing to come into Quidditch... ha! Being a five time winner of Witch Weekly's most charming smile does not make you a Quidditch star)
2. He's a womanizer (there's only so many fans you can please, James)
3. He calls me a bad Seeker (oh, I'm sorry, I must have gotten the wrong impression when I caught the Snitch in front of your face twenty times)
4. On a broader note, he insults me in his interviews (honestly, my jabs aren't nearly as horrible)
5. He has this nagging little thing where he criticizes everything I do (next he's going to be telling me that I shouldn't start dating Felix Lupin)
If you ever ask Libby MacFarlan about James Potter II, prepare yourself for a long speech. She hates him. End of story. But when Quidditch rivalries get personal, egos start clashing and they soon find themselves in the midst of a scandal, involving nosy paparazzi, insulting news articles, obsessive fans, and one very jealous Felix Lupin. This could get complicated....
Excerpt from Chapter 7: The Kiss:
There had been the after party with her friends. Her parents had decided not to attend, Hamish feeling that he was too old for such parties. Nevertheless, the rest of the Montrose Magpies attended… and there had been drinks. Oh, Merlin. She must have gotten drunk again. That explained the hangover. And where in the world was her shirt?
Libby pulled herself up in a seated position, rubbing her temples. She found her shirt lying on a vase on the coffee table, carelessly thrown aside. She shivered and covered herself with a blanket. Felix suddenly jumped awake and averted his eyes when he saw Libby.
“Oh, you’re awake,” he said. Slowly, he got up and walked across the room, headed towards the kitchen area. “Would you like some juice?” he asked, turning to look at her.
She turned around. “Y-y-y-yes,” she yawned. “Felix, what happened last night?”