I write, more and more sparingly, and peck at reviews like a raven for breadcrumbs. I moderate on the forums, but am taking up a side job in lurking. I spend my days catching up on old episodes of Doctor Who, continually pressing the "reblog" button on Tumblr, and spending far too much time on AIM - yet somehow, at the same time, not enough.
I adore Sarah Finnegan and Victoria Moors but not as much as I adore Harry Potter - hence the reason I spend my days here in my journey to pair Sirius with everything possible and create terrifying head canon. Most of my stories fit into the same canon. Notably, The One Left Behind and Cartoon Heart fit into a seperate continuity than my other stories. However, these can be read in any order: there may simply be allusions to each other within these two continuities of stories.
Thank you for reading through this and I hope you have time to read or review one of my fics.
Michael Corner never wanted to play games.
I am padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff writing for the Great Hall Cotillion 2013...yes, again.
Summary: Lucy Weasley is so damn tired of being normal. She wants to stand out. She wants to be full. More than anything, she wants to lose weight. And she does. She gets so thin that she begins to disintegrate.
Scorpius Malfoy has watched Lucy fall apart for the past year. He wants, more than anything, to help her get well. Much like Lucy, he feels like he hasn't done anything worth remembering. This, he thinks, could be his chance.
I am Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff writing for the 2013 Great Hall Cotillion.Nominated for a 2013 Quicksilver Quill.
Summary: Lisa Turpin is the girl who no-one notices. Ernie Macmillan is the boy who everyone notices. Then how, she thinks, could they ever fit together?
I am Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff and this is my second entry for the Great Hall Cotillion.
Summary: In three words I can sum up everything I know about life: It goes on. - Robert Frost
But what is life when you have nothing left to live for?
This is Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff writing for the Inaugural Great Hall Cotillion.
At the end, Remus reflects.
This was originally titled It's oh so quiet and was written in Secret Spew VII for the fabulous Sophie / The owl.
I am no hummingbird.Daphne is not light, like Astoria, nor filled, like Pansy. She does not fall in love. At least, she didn't intend to.
Failure: fail·ure: a fracturing or giving way under stress, a falling short.
Hermione has faced a boggart before. The problem is, she didn't succeed.
This is Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff writing for the Great Hall Mini-Challenge: The Boggart Challenge.
IT WONNN--alongside Gmariam's Afraid of the Dark. I am shocked :)
Adrian didn't know how he'd fallen for her. He didn't want to.
And even though he could not think of leaving her, she acted, every moment, as if she could leave him without thinking twice.
Summary: Victoria Shacklebolt has grown up as Toria Andrews, a common girl who has never heard anything about magic before in her life. Toria was adopted at birth, and she has always had to face questions about who she really is. But once Toria turns eleven and strange things begin to happen, she must face the facts about her real parents, how she happened, and why someone who would give anything to save the Wizarding World would let her go so easily.
Cedric Diggory is far from perfect.
This poem received third place in The Sharp Challenge over on the Mugglenet Fanfiction Beta Boards.
Nominated for a 2012 Quicksilver Quill Award.
Who is Petunia Dursley?
This was my favourite of the entries that I submitted to The Sharp Challenge in Poetry, Anyone? on the beta boards.
Nominated for a 2012 Quicksilver Quill.
There are some things that you can't say in a letter.This is a sequel, of sorts, to my story Laugh. However, it is not necessary to read that first.
Summary: A short poem about Fleur finding Bill after his werewolf bites.
The only joy Amycus Carrow can seem to find is in breaking people.
I am Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff, I fully realise this is under the minimum word length, and this is my fourth entry for the Great Hall Cotillion.
After Remus transforms, in the muddled mess of twisted time and quick movements, in the space between Albania and the islands, how do Sirius and Peter pick up the pieces?
This is Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff making a very obvious attempt to suck up to one of the judges of the Great Hall Cotillion…while at the same time, writing for it.
You better pray that
Someone’s listening now
And doesn't wanna watch you drown
'Cause when you lie like
The devil himself
No angel’s gonna hear your
Cry for help!
I know I love Lily, but we want a baby. And it’s driving us apart. I think we might have to accept that we might not get one.
So Sarah laughed to herself and thought, “After I am worn out and my master is old, will I now have the pleasure?
Sarah was afraid, so she lied and said, “I did not laugh.” But he said, “Yes, you did laugh.”
This is Padfoot11333 of Pufflefluff writing for the Great Hall Cotillion.
Summary: Every time Hannah and Luna meet, they are attracted to each other in ways they both know they shouldn’t be. And every time, Luna leaves the scene with the taste of pomegranates on her breath.
This is Padfoot11333 of Hufflepuff writing for the Great Hall Cotillion-this story has been done for ages, and I sent it to Jess during the Great Queue Outage, but I’m just now posting it here.
Nominated for a 2012 Quicksilver Quill Award.
Ron and Hermione are short, disconnected, in the time after the Room of the Requirement. So how do they pick up the pieces?If I were J.K. Rowling, there would be a book 8 :)
Celestina Warbeck takes the stage once again, this time with the world premiere of a Christmas album. This jolly, heartfelt volume will bring the joy of the holiday season to any and all of the listeners of the Wizarding Wireless Network!
This anthology is a compilation of both the Great Hall's Great Hall-iday Bonus Challenge and Poetry Anyone's December Carol Challenge. Enjoy!
You and Al, you were best friends until the end. It didn't matter that you were a Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin. It just didn't matter.
This is an (albeit super tiny) Christmas present for the fabulous Ellllieeee, an amazingly awesome person who is one of my very best friends here on MNFF. I super-duper hope that this proves your mindset about Slytherins, Ellie. Mostly because it was really hard to write Albus-flavoured Next-Gen, and you better appreciate it! Merry Christmas!