Hello folks! I'm just a simple gal trying to make way in this world of Harry Potter fanfiction. I might put a fic(or rather attemp to) up here, but for the most part just here to read and enjoy!
Anyways, I love skiing, reading, hanging out, you know, the usual. I'd also like to become some sort of Diplomat if that intruigues you in any way.
I live in Canada, pretty much Hicksville Canada actually, no that's a lie. I live in Alberta not Saskatchewan.
Anyways I'm sure you all enjoyed reading this bio. Let's be honest with yourselfs. You could find no better way to spend your time than reading about the likes of myself.
Keep On Writng;)
Summary: 6-year-old Sirius Black just wouldn’t listen; he snuck into the family cellar despite being forbiddened to do so... A broken artifact brought about a chain of events that’ll bring us to a different world. Although most of the events stayed the same, his absence brought about some minor changes - now Sirius is in Harry’s time.
This is a story that will reveal what will happen if the most mischievous of the Marauders joins forces with the ever-creative Weasley Twins. This is an epic tale that will reveal the mysterious myths and history of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Blacks. Be mystified, and roll over with laughter, as Sirius bumbled his way through his 1st year at Hogwarts in this alternate tale of the HP tradition.
Summary: My name is Eregonian Miran Shinai Thundeir. Not that it would matter to you. I have spent six years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and am preparing for my final year. My final year of freedom with my magic, before my family forces me to renounce my gift. While I expect this year to be the same as all others, things rarely happen in the manner which I intend them to. I invite you to accompany me, into the Gryffindor seventh year boys' dormitory, 1975, for my final year in the arms of Mother Hogwarts. EDITED BY MOD - No more than 2 line breaks please.
Summary: A wolf is always a wolf. Sometimes, he might take the guise of a man and walk among them. He might learn their language, understand their rules, but he will never join them. Remus knows that - raised by the Pack he couldn’t forget it - but when the chance arises might he speak in the ears of men? Might he be the wolf that bridges an ancient gap: the wolf that one hears?
Summary: "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches..."
The war is over, and families are still torn apart, still mourning, still grieving. But what if the prophecy hadn't applied to Harry Potter or Neville Longbottom? What if the future of the wizarding world rests in the hands of a small boy with flaming red hair and green eyes like his daddy? Does he hold the key to a bright future? This boy is all Ginny Weasley has left to remind her of his father...her husband.
Summary: Oh, Harry. How different his life could have been. My own life, too. But Voldemort chose me, so I must carry the burden; not Harry. I only wonder how much it would change him, if he happened to be me. The one with the wizarding world counting on them. The one with the bad past. That's not Harry Potter, but me, Neville Longbottom.
Neville reflects on what has come to be, and what could have been.
"It's kind of fun to do the impossible." -- Walt Disney