Summary: The seven men who loved Hermione Granger.
Summary: Light. The essence. The beginning.
This is the world of the Spirit that reigns her in.
Summary: 7th Year fic, obviously AU now, but I started writing it well before the 7th book came out. I had abandoned it, but I decided to pick it up again and clean it up. The trio begin their quest to hunt down the remainder of Voldemort's Horcruxes, but Harry is about to find out Dumbledore had some special plans laid out for him. How will Harry react to Dumbledore's meddling, even in death, and how will this affect his development?
Summary: One moment can change everything - decide between life and death, decide between winning a battle and losing one...
When left to their own devices, teenagers manufacture all sorts of ways of getting in trouble. In this case, the trouble is of a completely different breed—mischief under the influence.
Unbeknownst to the flock of Weasley/Potter adolescents, though, the cider from the press at the Burrow is not quite as fresh as they think. While most of them realize that the beverage was suspect, a certain cousin does not, leading to antics, shenanigans, and embarrassments, all on a whole new level.
Summary: It is Christmas time again for everyone in the Wizarding World, but it is the first time that many will spend the holiday season without a member of their families: a child.
Molly Weasley is asked to speak to those mothers coping with the death of their children, who are part of an organisation called H.O.M.E. (Hospice for Orphaned Mothers of England).
Molly comes with a simple and amazing request: to smile.
This is IckleRonnieX of Gryffindor writing for the H.O.M.E prompt in the Winter Snows challenge at the Beta Boards
A million thanks to my beta, Apurva (DracoGurlFurever), because she helped so much.
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: If asked, Yvonne would have admitted that she was caught in-between two worlds. She was a witch - a Healer working at St. Mungo's, in fact - who used Muggle methods to help her patients. She had no connection to the Department of Mysteries, and could not have thought she was trapped between the present and the past, reality and nightmare, truth and lie, the living and the dead...
Not yet, anyway.
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: In which Minerva hopes, Marlene needs Firewhisky, Sybill dreams, and Alice checks Frank's pulse. A night in November 1979, and the way they cope. (Two parts.)
(Originally written for jackiejlh for the hp_holidaygen exchange at LiveJournal. Many thanks to Shar - her beta work was nothing short of amazing.)
Summary: While the Battle of Hogwarts rages, Pansy thinks about what she is going to do after the mess is over and how she feels about Draco.
This was written for Prof Haylee's and Prof Nikki's Character Exploration class in the Beta Boards
Thanks a million to my betas, Hannah (coolh5000) and Annalise (Annalise28).
Summary: Have you ever felt undermined, discouraged, shadowed? I have. For all of my life, I have been pushed deep under the surface, struggling to break free.
The worse part, the person who daily commits this crime is the person I call; Mother.
Smothered and suffocated by her darkness, still I search for light. Can I ever break free?
This story was written as a character study for the characterisation class on the MNFF beta boards.
I want to thank my amazing beta Becca aka ringobeatlesfan4, or for those who know her on the boards, twilightHPgirl18. Thank you, without your amazing talent this would never be :)
Also I want to thank my Prof's, Prof Nikki, Prof Haylee, your class has been amazing.
Summary: As she gets ready for the Yule Ball at Hogwarts, Fleur Delacour studies herself in the mirror.
She looks perfect.
She always does.
But there's a vague dissatisfaction beginning to grow inside Fleur, a nagging feeling that being perfect will not make her happy.
**indicates a line taken directly from Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire, chapter 23, The Yule Ball.
Thank you Emma (Amortentia x) for beta'ing this story. Thanks also to other members of MNFF- especially Natalie, who listened on AIM when I was pulling out my hair.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. I doubt that surprises you.
In times of peace, tales of strife and angst tend to fall out of favor with the masses, but stories of happy endings and the concept of everything turning out all right don’t often make for good reading. There are rare occasions, though, when both can be met with equal accord and form a bond in the written word.
The first sentence in the Charles Dickens classic, A Tale of Two Cities, simply states that ‘It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.’ An anonymous writer sent in a letter to Roxanne Weasley’s weekly featurette in the Daily Prophet, telling the story of his father’s murder and his journey to recovery, which seemed to be the incarnation of that very line. Sometimes, it takes a loss for one to truly appreciate what one has in life and even in death.
Summary: Mrs. Weasley has always treated Harry Potter as another of her sons, but her relationship with Ron's other best friend has had more low points. In early July at Grimmauld Place, Molly Weasley has a much-need conversation with Hermione while she knits.
The wizarding mothers of England have banded together after the fall of Voldemort to support one another with a common purpose: to mourn the loss of their children in the war. These grieving mothers formed a group, Hospice for the Orphaned Mothers of England (H.O.M.E.), for just that cause.
Molly Weasley stood before the assembly of H.O.M.E. and shared the story of her son, Fred. Join Molly as she imparts her personal loss and heartbreak so that the orphaned mothers know that they are, indeed, not alone.
This is ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor of Ravenclaw House, and this is an entry for the Winter Snows 09 H.O.M.E. Challenge.
Summary: You suddenly realize, as you round a corner, that you are alone. You can leave, finally be free. You can go where you have been wanting to go for several months...
You all stand there in the boiling sun, holding each other, unfazed by anything else.
The story of a journey and what it truly means to be home.
Summary: It’s Friday. It’s the thirteenth of the month. Superstitions here or there – that day just couldn’t bring anything good.
Elijah Macmillan was working over late...again. Mister Blotts charged him with the onerous task of cleaning out the hated 'Rejected' room of the print shop, and judging by the amount of files waiting to be sorted, it was going to be a while.
However, amidst his dusty tribulations, Elijah happened upon a rather remarkable artifact. in the form of outtakes from the Gilderoy Lockhart bestseller, Year with the Yeti. Curiosity overtakes the overworked young man, and in the course of reading these excerpts, he finds a new perspective on one of the modern era's most misunderstood individuals.
Summary: Wizards excel at midrange combat. Only midrange combat. Up close and personal? The wizard’s screwed; there are no known hand-to-hand practitioners in the magical community. Widen the gap? The wizard’s screwed; a sniper beats a spellslinger any day. I can reach out and touch a victim at two kilometers; a conjurer’s lucky if he hits the broadside of a barn at that range.
It is 1997. The Dark Lord has returned. Death Eaters have taken control of the Ministry. Information is tightly controlled and propaganda is fed to the masses. Dissidents and undesirables disappear on a regular basis. All is lost, resistance is futile, yada yada blah blah blah. That’s what they’d like you to think.
My name is Corinne Lambert and I’m part of a three-man terrorist cell conducting direct action operations against Voldemort’s puppet regime. Working closely with our liaison from the Order, Charlie Weasley, we use anything and everything at our disposal to combat the Death Eaters. Magic. Firearms. Explosives. Whatever gives us an edge in this war. Because they have the numbers, they have the resources, and they have the home court advantage.
They won't know what hit them.
Guest starring Charlie Weasley, Cho Chang, various Ministry officials, Death Eaters, and other magical creepy crawlies.
Character death will only apply to fairly minor characters in the Rowling-verse.
Special thanks to Colores for proofing the first chapter of my story!