Hello all, I'm Caren, or Pauline as I go by in real life. I've been on MNFF for close to four years, but I've been inactive for an extremely long while. I have a single one-shot up here, which I love, and was featured a bit ago. I've written every now and then for the past two years, but not regularly. My muse and I have come to agreement (I sort of sold my soul, really) and I'm starting to write on a regular basis again, though there isn't much posting. I have a writing community that's set up for new fanfiction; all I have to do is actually post some. I rarely write in the Harry Potter fandom now, and I've branched out to writing original fiction or other fandoms. Feel free to look it up @ synthalia. See you around, and have a gorgeous day. :)
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Summary: Color faded from the girl's face. The browns paled in her skin, and she was grey. Lavender Brown is murdered by Bellatrix before the gates of Hogwarts. Hermione comes to terms with Lavender's death and Ginny tries to understand. One-shot.
Summary: Severus has never seen the appeal of repetition, particularly of things that ended badly the first time. In his life, he has kept one pet, owned one broom, and had one close friend.
Winner of Mod Quicksilver Quill for Best Novel! Thanks, all!
Rating and warnings do not apply to all chapters; I just didn't want anyone hooked and then shocked.
Summary: Sirius returns miraculously from behind the veil, uncovering a secret that's remainded hidden for too long and was obviously not supposed to be found...He undertakes the task of trying to fix the mistake he made all those years ago on Halloween night
Summary: In the evolution of a person, our personality grows, shifts, dies and is reborn again. Our views morph and grow, like a butterfly from its cocoon. But there's a price to pay for everything. Evolution is always painful. Contains Blaise/Hermione and Neville/Padma. Pre-HBP.
Summary: She laughs and turns, eyes set on the door on the other side of the kitchen. Her hand touches the doorknob, cold but inviting. Light envelops her as she steps out into her imagination. Open the door, child, her grandmother once said to her. Your imagination is waiting. On a beautiful summer afternoon, a child learns of her two worlds--reality and imagination--and what she must do only six years later in order to keep both in existence.
Summary: Siobhan revisits her past, in his prison cell. Companion shot to 'Year Seven: Harry Potter & The Blood Debt', Pre-HBP Warning: This story contains a pairing between a young woman and a significantly older man. If this isn't your cup of tea, I'd advise staying away.
Summary: COMPLETE. A woman visits Hogwarts expressly to meet Severus Snape. Her eccentric aunt led her to believe that he was the kindest, handsomest man to ever grace the earth. What will she do when she discovers the awful truth - let a few minor imperfections stand in the way of romance? Highly Improbable has been recognized by the Multifaceted Awards as Winner in the Laughter Category and Runner-Up in the Identity Category (Best Original Character), and also by MNFF's first annual Quicksilver Quills Awards. Thanks, MuggleNet!
Summary: How do our choices affect us and those around us, and how will their choices be altered? Remus's mother takes a somewhat smothering interest in his condition. How will this change affect him when he goes to school and how can one small choice affect his whole future? Written as a challenge fic for the MNFF Beta Forums by xadie of Ravenclaw House. Entry to September Monthly Contest 3 on the subject of choices or betrayal.
Summary: She could walk through the graveyard without blinking, bypassing the graves of fallen childhood friends. She could walk through the halls of Hogwarts without missing a step, tracing back a path to her first day as she rushed through the school. She could even make her way to the Forbidden Forest and trample through it, ignoring the splashes and stains that still marred the aged trees and wasted ground. But Hermione cannot make herself face the Great Lake, calm on this balmy summer day, where she had watched three people she had slowly grown to love fade from existence. Character Death within. Post-Hogwarts.
Summary: Parody of the Harry Potter series written and completed before the release of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. It looks at the lives of some of the major characters as they wait impatiently for book six to arrive. Naturally, chaos ensues. Suitable for all.
Winner of the first annual Quicksilver Quills Award 2006 for best humor fiction. Thank you!
Summary: People live and people die. Those who remain remember those who have gone before. Hermione has never told anyone at school about the summer before her third year, but she has not forgotten. One July afternoon during the summer after her fifth year, Hermione finds herself overcome by memories of the loss she never spoke about. Once again she relives the fifteen minutes she couldn't escape. One-shot.
Summary: Hope, loyalty, love, despair, and tragedy. Through it all, Lily discovers the truth about the Marauders, the affable troublemakers who hide behind smokescreens but still glitter in shattered light. They aren't the glorious, graceful men they are often perceived as, but stumbling, awkward boys who are still trying to find their way out of darkness.
Summary: The darkness, a blackness apart from the night, began to creep back into their world. And they fought, and bled, but what kept the sickness of fear and doubt at arm's length was "Caribbean Blue" and "Habanera", glowing and forcing itself into the very foundations of Hogwarts. Veins of silver, copper and gold raced through the very heart of their world as they played and played into the late night. A Trio fic, f. The Bloody Baron.
Summary: She stands up to those who would tear her down. She laughs when others would cry. She sings when the rest of the world screams in anguish.
Summary: This tale of the teacher whom everyone loathes,
Accounts for his anger and elegant clothes.
It dripped through my mind when, too scantily cloaked,
I got caught in a rainstorm and throughly soaked.
WARNING: Despite the glints of humour, you will need a handkerchief.