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
Any questions or comments about my work? Please shoot me an email at: firstname.lastname@example.org — I'd love to hear from you!
Summary: A snippet taken from a Sunday Prophet of December 2000.
The aftermath of the Battle marked some of the darkest hours for Charlie Weasley and his family. But just when he can't possibly think of how to find happiness again, a chance encounter might light the way.
This is Karaley Dargen from Gryffindor, writing for the Winter Snows ’09 prompt Stirring.
From the prompt: “Stirring (a column with a self-stirring cauldron as an icon) is the Sunday edition’s main feature. In it, readers can contribute their own inspiring anecdotes.”
Thank you, Emma (Amortentia x), for betaing this story for me :)
Also, I'm not JKR. GASP!
Summary: : Remembering the forgotten ice-cream man of Diagon Alley.
This is hestiajones of Hufflepuff writing for the Stirring prompt of the Winter Snows Challenge at the beta boards
Thanks to Elene (CoolCatElly) for beta-ing this. And Jess (ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor) and Carole(Equinox Chick), where would I be without your help?
Disclaimer: This is not J.K.Rowling. However, this is someone who wishes she was J.K.Rowling.
Summary: On the morning of Christmas Day, 2000, Hermione Granger (soon-to-be-Weasley) wakes up from a delightful dream to find herself in a bathroom at Grimmauld Place.
As various Weasleys queue up to tell her all about her behaviour the night before at Aunt Muriel's birthday party, Hermione is in a state of shock.
She knows she didn't drink anything stronger than Butterbeer. So why was she wearing a toga and teaching everyone how to perform Greek dancing?
And what, in the name of Merlin, was she doing with George?
This is Equinox Chick and this is my entry for the extra credit challenge 'In Vino Veritas' for the Winter Snows 09 competition over at the MNFF beta boards.
Thank you to Apurva for beta'ing this tale in time. Thanks also to various people on AIM for telling me to get on with this (Jess, Natalie, Hannah, Russia, Kara, BB)
Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling. She would never have written anything quite so daft.
Claimer: I have disgraced myself wearing a toga before now.
Summary: Harry and Lord Voldemort were connected. It tortured Harry to his very core, but he could not shut it down, until ...
Disclaimer; I am not JK Rowling. That doesn't surprise anyone, I'm sure.
Summary: Hermione finds herself alone in the corridor after the Final Battle, trapped by two men who want very different things from her. How will she react to their demands?
Summary: Bill Weasley was the coolest, the most accomplished, and in many ways, the wisest among the Weasley siblings. But he also got something which no other Weasley did – a cursed letter sent by a mysterious pen-pal that made his ears shrivel up. This is the story behind that unfortunate incident.
This is hestiajones of Hufflepuff writing for the final task of the Winter Character Exploration Class over at the beta-boards.
Thanks to two BRILLIANT GIRLS who made this one-shot possible – Jess (ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor), who took care of all the technical errors and saved me from besmirching the Portuguese language, and Carole (Equinox Chick) who rescued me with her feedback on the writing and also with Briticisms.
DISCLAIMER So not J.K.Rowling.
Summary: Five years since the defeat of the Dark Lord, Draco Malfoy is finally getting his life back on track. Married, employed by the Ministry, slowly gaining back the trust of the wizarding world, Malfoy is finally free from the oppression and terror of Voldemort. Until one day his Dark Mark burns again. Why is this happening? Who is summoning him back to a world of darkness and fear? As the new life he has built from scratch begins to fall apart around him Draco can turn to only one man for help.
"So many people say that they were pushed off that cliff; that they fell, or never saw it coming. I've been sitting here my entire life, taking pictures of the rocks I could hit on the way down. I suppose it's always been a choice and I've just been teetering here, waiting to decide. Turn around or jump?"
[dark one shot feat. Draco Malfoy]
Summary: Because Tracey Davies wants nothing to do with her brother Roger, she avoids Ravenclaw House. But will she survive in Slytheirn? And is survival even what matters?
Summary: No one needed to die to go to heaven. It was a truth, and Merope Gaunt knew it.
THANKS to the amazing AMANDA (ahattab33) for beta-ing this. You were scintillating. ;)
This is hestiajones of Hufflepuff writing for Watching the Mirror final one-shot. This story has just been nominated for QSQs in Best Dark/Angsty and Best History. :D
DISCLAIMER: I am not J.K.Rowling.
She stares out across the great expanse of water.
He watches her longing gaze.
My final task for the 'Watching the Mirror' class on the beta boards.
Nominated in the 2010 Quicksilver Quill Awards for Best Non-Canon Romance.
Summary: She had taken to walking here most nights since he’d gone. The utter loneliness of her life led her to flee her mausoleum of a marriage bed for the solitude of these shores, and Narcissa would stride up and down the coast trying to block out the memories that threatened to break her.
The title for this oneshot is a quote from Charlotte Gray.
I am Equinox Chick of Hufflepuff and this story has been written for Roxy Black's 'Watching the Mirror' class on the MNFF Beta Boards.
Thank you very much to Ari (Royari) for her help in beta'ing this oneshot in super speedy time.
Disclaimer I am not JK Rowling but I doubt that surprises anyone.
Summary: Rita Skeeter is an infamous journalist whose "savage quill has punctured many inflated reputations." But was she always like the annoying pest who Harry knows? What about her story? How did she become the Rita Skeeter we all love to hate?
This is hestiajones of Hufflepuff House writing for the Untold Story Challenge. It won the challenge, and has been nominated recently for a QSQ in Best General category. :D
Thanks to Fresca (Colores) for betaing! You really helped me give the story a coherent whole. And to Carole (Equinox Chick) too, for the “revenge against the ex” tip. :D
DISCLAIMER: All characters and premises belong to J.K.Rowling. However, the Corner brothers, Simon Rosier and the Thorntons are mine. ;)
Summary: Draco Malfoy and Ronald Weasley loathed each other at Hogwarts, and little has changed over the years. No one in their right wand would have ever expected them to become in-laws. But Hogwarts is a funny place where many things become possible. And now, everyone has to accept it – Scorpius Malfoy and Rose Weasley are getting married today…
Summary: Eleven-year-old Teddy always finds himself stuck in the middle of his Grandma and Godfather. While he knows they both love him and only want what's best for him, he can never seem to please them both. Can a trip to Diagon Alley for school supplies finally get them to see that he loves them both equally?
This was originally written as part of SPEW 007 (though not posted in time) with the prompt 'feather'
Summary: When Isla Black is instructed to accompany her brother, Phineas, and his wife, Ursula, to Burma, she does not argue. A daughter of the House of Black, she is not allowed to argue or venture any opinions. She will marry ... and marry well.
But Burma is not England, and the stifling etiquette of the pureblood society has been left behind.
This is Equinox Chick of Hufflepuff writing for the Lofty Learning Challenge: How to Charm Snakes.
Thank you to Apurva for beta'ing this tale.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling and cannot take credit for any of the characters and names you recognise in this fic.
This story won the 2010 QSQ for Best Historical Fiction - Thank you
Summary: Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks both died alone; their friends would never know the story of their last breaths.
Here is, at least, the tale of the death of one of them. Tonks is looking everywhere for her husband, but in the end she will have to face the terrible truth and her own fate...
Summary: Chapter Ninety Six is posted!
This is the story of four boys. This is the story of a boy from a family he wants to escape from. This is the story of a boy who is from a family he loves deeply, but lacks the gift of a best friend. This is the story of a boy who has been living with a curse his entire life, fighting to overcome it. This is the story of a boy who wishes to show people what he can do. This is the story of how these four boys came to know each other, of how they became friends. This is the story of their unbreakable bond, of a bond that could survive any test, any trial. This is a story that will ultimately end in tragedy.
Nominated for a 2007 and 2009 Quicksilver Quill Award - Best Marauder's Era Featured Mugglenet Fanfiction, October 2011
Summary: ‘Do you think we can keep this a secret forever?’
Scorpius has met the person of his dreams. The only problem is, now he has to tell the world. The world that was expecting him to marry a pretty pure-blood girl one day- not Albus Potter.
Summary: Everyone knows Oliver Wood. He's the seventh year Gryffindor obsessed with Quidditch. But why is he so focused? What drives him on? And how will he cope when the Dementors get too close to his Seeker, and Diggory catches the Snitch?
Shutting himself in the changing room showers, Oliver cannot bring himself to visit Harry in the hospital wing, for the Dementors have released long repressed horrors in his own life. Will he finally face the reality of his life and obsession?
This is Equinox Chick submitting her final for the Characterisation class on the MNFF beta boards.
I would like to thank Emma (Amortentia X) for her invaluable help in beta'ing this tale. She not only corrected my horrible punctuation but helped a great deal with characterisation. I would also like to thank fgweasley, inspirations, eternalangel, Electronic Quillster and luinrina for their suggestions in class. Last but most definitely not least - thank you, Prof Haylee for allocating me Oliver Wood!
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, but I doubt you're surprised by that.
** indicates a line taken from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
The opening lines are taken from a Stevie Smith poem called 'Not Waving, but Drowning.'
Nominated for a 2009 QSQ award in the Best Same Sex Pairing category. Thank you.
Also nominated for a 2010 QSQ award in the Best same Sex Pairing category. Thank you!