Summary: And there he was. The one boy she could not stand. His messy, jet black hair was ruffled and untidy and his glasses were sitting crooked on his nose. James Potter was here. With Lily. And all her Muggle friends. At a Muggle ski resort. Could things possibly be worse? Oh yeah, Sirius Black is there, too.
hahahahahaha! I just love the ending!
Author's Response: Thanks for reading and reviewing! I'm glad you liked it =]
Draco is given a choice, but the freedom to choose is no longer his. Threatened into obedience, he must find a way out of mess after mess without getting himself and his family killed.
Oh wow! I love the way you write! Keep up the good work and I cant believe you only have three reviews!
Author's Response: Thank you! :D I will do my best to continue this, but By Firelight is my priority. :)
Summary: The war is years over now, and Harry Potter has become Head of the Auror Office at the reformed Ministry of Magic. He’s married to Ginny, love of his life, and they’re expecting a baby within the next few months. The war changed everything about Harry’s life, some things for the better. But he still remembers what happened in his place of employment before the war, before he was of age even; there was an event that neither he nor one close friend can put out of their heads for very long.
Luna Lovegood and Harry Potter cannot forget the whisperings just beyond the veil in the Department of Mysteries. So when Luna turns up out of the blue (and dressed in a memorable shade of blue) to ask for a tour—for the Quibbler of course—Harry is able to use his not-insignificant influence to pull a few strings and set in motion a spontaneous adventure that answers the questions they have always been haunted with, about death, life, memories, forgiveness, and everything in between.
Warnings: spoilers (for pretty much all the books)
Disclaimer: I bought the rights to Harry Potter, so I own this. And if you believe that…. Well, yeah. Obviously I just lied, I own none of this except for the plot.
P.S. : This story is meant to be maybe four or five chapters, possibility of an epilogue. Nothing colossal! :) 6/16/10: Just realized.... You should know that this is NOT a Harry/Luna romance. Sorry to disappoint if that's what you were looking for, and happy to help if it's not.
Excerpt from Chapter 3:
The colors of the new setting mainly consisted of greens and browns, with a translucent gold here and there. The random colors formed into leaves and bark, shafts of sunlight swung down like ropes between them. Harry and Luna found themselves in a forest, bodiless and looking down from high branches through leaves that were changing color. Again the deep voice resonated in their heads, saying with the clarity of a dark bell sound, “James”.
wouldnt they like die like sirius? but it was lovely!
What about sirius? WHere is SIRUS?
Summary: There are certain indispensable rules in the house of Black. You must stick with purebloods. You must disdain Muggles. You must keep up decorum at all times. You must show off your magic. You must appear to be a lady so a good pureblood boy will want to marry you.
....oh god... by reading this I felt the cruelty of bellatrix *shudder* I hope scorpius doesn't grow like his relatives.
Author's Response: One can only hope. It was fun writing from Bellatrix's perspective, because she is so evil. Thanks for reviewing!
Summary: It's Christmas, 1998. The first Christmas since the Battle of Hogwarts, and, coincidentally, the first Christmas George Weasley has spent without his twin.
Wallowing in misery and dwelling on the very real emptiness George feels, he abandons his family at The Burrow and all its Christmas trappings, and heads for his bare, unfestive flat above the shop. However, someone unexpected arrives to try and remind him that at this time of year, he should be celebrating and doing best to honour Fred's memory in style.
[B]This is Sapphire at Dawn of Gryffindor writing for the Of Christmas' Past, Present and Future challenge in the Great Hall. This is for prompt four. [/B]
*sob* why cant I write like that?