Summary: Currently a not-quite-fully-qualified Auror, Tonks is approached out of the blue by Kingsley Shacklebolt with a rather interesting case about werewolves.
The problem (besides the fact that a dangerous Muggle is thrown in the mix)? The werewolf in question -- Remus Lupin -- defies Tonks's expectations in every way possible.
This was written for Sophie/The owl for SPEW Summer Swap IV. :)
Summary: This is Bellatrix Black as a student, a wife, and a faithful servant. A child and a prisoner. She is exactly who you think she is, and much more.
Summary: Harry, Ron and Hermione have the closest friendship that Ginny Weasley has ever seen. Where does this leave her?
Summary: Harry, Hermione, and the moments in between.
He doesn’t say that this is his last winter. He doesn’t say that this could be her last winter. Instead he feels his heart swell with the bruising grip of her hand and the sound of Ron’s snoring in the tent.
Summary: The Yule Ball is on the horizon and Neville knows only one girl that he wants to go with. GoF missing moment.
Summary: 10th November, 1981. Severus Snape has been summoned to Hogwarts for the first time since the war. For everyone else the fighting has finished, but for him it must continue. He is about to learn the true meaning of 'anything' and who better to teach him than the Hogwarts Headmaster.
Summary: Draco Malfoy, still desperately trying to find a way to carry out the Dark Lord’s wishes, discovers his family’s involvement in the recent disappearances from up and down the country.
It's funny, Tom, the way you eat my words.
Ginny Weasley hates books. Irma Pince loves them.
Summary: Students in their third year and above can visit Hogsmeade. Only one second year student ever managed to get there. How did he do it?
Summary: The first time she sees him, he is leaning against the brick wall outside Tesco, paper in one hand, cigarette in the other.
A familiar stranger walks into Petunia Dursley's life.
Summary: Hermione was his daughter and, therefore, was as perfect as a ten year old could be in his eyes. Sometimes the rest of the world didn't agree though.
Summary: Neville's mail. From book 2.
Summary: Fleur has been taking English lessons with Bill. One of his assignments is to keep a diary. Here it is.
This is Draco7052 of Slytherin writing for the 2013 Great Hall Valentine's Day Cotillion.
Summary: AU. Teaching dunderheads had been difficult; being a spy, even more so. Manipulating the Darkest wizard of the age had been nothing short of taxing. And yet, there are days when Severus believes that everything else pales in comparison to the trials of parenting. Another glimpse in my SEVERUS AND ZOE SERIES.
Summary: Bellatrix rejoices after she murders Sirius. Yet the curious fact remains that Bellatrix murdered her hated cousin not with the green killing curse, but a strange red flash. Appearances, choices, and morality are never black-or-white, not even within the notoriously immoral soul of Bellatrix Lestrange.
Summary: A story about Ginny's school days, and the relationship between a mother and her daughter.
Summary: They came virtually unnoticed, except for a few sneers from some Slytherin seventh years about their red hair, freckles, and tattered robes. Even though no one had marked the two as anything other than ordinary, little did the students know that these two identical boys would soon become the Ruling Miscreants of Hogwarts.
Summary: Sirius, Remus, and Harry share memories and stories as they read through letters the Marauders and friends wrote to their future selves while at school.
Summary: AU. In an attempt to convince her father of the existence of magical creatures in their neighborhood, Zoe lets slip a bit of knowledge that Severus isn't happy about. Another "glimpse" and a continuation of my Severus and Zoe series of stories. This takes place in the summer following Christmas Eve Justice. It's highly recommended that you read the stories leading up to this one, but isn't necessary.
My fingers on her face, in her hair, scraping on that rough patch of skin pulled over her knee. We lay in the grass, a tangle of legs. The way she spoke, slow, quiet. I whirled through classes. Fluctuated. I breathed brightness. I spoke laughter. I wouldn’t change a thing.
Lavender Brown is alive.