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04/24/07






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Stories by laurskii

Embracing the Darkness by laurskii

Rated: 3rd-5th Years • 0 Reviews
Summary: Harry Potter had never been ordinary, even by Wizarding standards. But as he entered his seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he knew things were about to change forever.

Invisible Magic by laurskii

Rated: 3rd-5th Years • 7 Reviews
Summary: The note fluttered up through the air, arcing gracefully over the windowsill to her lap. Her eyes found the photograph attached to her vanity mirror as she unfolded it – his eyes smiled out at her. I love you, Lils. I always will.

Children of the Rebellion by laurskii

Rated: 6th-7th Years • 3 Reviews
Summary: Ten years ago, a prophecy that had dictated the future of all the world was fulfilled. in a final duel, a chance distraction by a small child led to the downfall of the head of the Rebellion. Harry James Potter was killed, along with any hope of destroying the Dark Lord. All who supported him were killed in the most deadly massacre the Wizarding World has ever known, and life in Britain has never been the same.



Ten years after his father's death, Harry Potter's son is leading a new rebellion. Which side will you choose?

What Wouldst Thou Make of Air? by laurskii

Rated: 6th-7th Years • 11 Reviews
Summary: What comes after the deaths of the seven Weasley sons? A two-part poem describing the events and aftermath of the Final Battle.



This story is now complete.

'Neath Starry Skies by laurskii

Rated: 3rd-5th Years • 6 Reviews
Summary: The Final Battle has been won, but was it worth it? An entry by Laurskii of Slytherin House to the June Poetry Challenge: The Rondeau Challenge.

Happily Ever After by laurskii

Rated: 3rd-5th Years • 11 Reviews
Summary: In the midst of the woods, a clearing is visible, occupied by a small, secluded cottage, covered in the glistening snow. A wrought iron fence encloses the frostbitten garden, but in the back, the gate has been left open. A single line of footprints mark a path from the back of the house, through this gate, and towards an ice-covered trio of headstones.

Here, a trembling man kneels, his head in his hands...