Yes, I'm marrianna and this is my little spot on Mugglenet. Well, I love to write and am acutely obbessed with Harry Potter.
After the many pleads I have gotten for second chapters, let me put this up: I usually only just write one-shots. I find that if I try and write a longer story I get bored with it or don't have the time to continue it. Thus, I don't put out my best work and while I feel obligated to continue I end up hating the story. Some day, when I'm out of school and the daily stresses of my life, I will sit down and write a novel length fiction. I would truly love too. But at the moment my free time is scarce. But thank you so much to all you people out there who care enough to ask for more. I really truly appriciate it. It's people like you who encourage me to go on writing!
Sorry if this got a little lengthy, but I felt I owed you all an explanation to my lack of longer stories.
Please review, not just for me but for all the other stories you fall in love with. You might never know how much you have affect an author, but trust me: you have.
Thanks so much again! God bless!
Summary: *Runner Up in the 2006 Annual Quicksilver Quills Awards for Best Dark/Angsty*
It's the one thing everyone must do. You can't avoid it, you can't bargain with it, you just do it. It hurts sometimes, hell, it hurts most of the time, but it's also the most natural thing in the world. One of those rare things that makes us human.
This story is included in the Epilogues story arc, however it is a side story that can be read at just about any time. it is most favorable, however, to wait until reading Epilogues Part I for certain thematic reasons.
Summary: “Behind every great man stands a great woman.” But what happens when the roles change? What is life like to a man who must live in the shadow of his wife? A wife who is neither great nor good, but wicked and cruel, and who only exists to serve her master… One-shot, written pre-HBP.
Summary: Harry, Ron, and Hermione make a trip to Godric's Hollow to visit the Potters' graves. There, Harry speaks to his parents for the first time, and in so doing, discovers that the dead are never truly lost. (One-shot. Bring your kleenex.)