Harry and Ginny travel to Portugal for sea, sand, sun, and something else.
Can Harry avoid being torn apart by Harpies?
A typical day in the lives of Mr and Mrs H J Potter suddenly becomes far from typical when Harry makes a chance discovery.
Her friends are getting older, getting married, and having children. Lavender Brown doesn’t even have a boyfriend, not a proper boyfriend anyway. What she has are issues, and these days most of them are Moon-related.
In which William Arthur Weasley meets, and eventually loses, a beautiful girl. It is something that happens to all fathers.
When a call to Fred for help is a little odd, even by Weasley standards, does it bode well for Ginny's plans to disrupt the oppressive administration of the school before Christmas. Written in the style of and in tribute to a british dramatic farce.
Additional Warning: This story contains what is probably the worst ever chat up line in Fan Fic. The author accepts no responsibility for the consequences should any reader choose to use it in the real world.
Sexual content warning is simply because the story contains undescribed character nudity.
Story idea inspired by Patty
Start with sand from a Sudan haboob, mix in Bacheldre white flour and seeds from Puya Raimondii (Bromelaid Species) and you get the ablility to travel using the flames in connected fire places.
or Floo Powder
So how do you buy an Owl in Diagon Alley if your a half Giant.
Colin Creevey deserved so much more than he got. A short little one-shot, from the POV of an unknown student.
Magnus S. Gove VI goes to Hogwarts. He soon finds that some of his friends are not quite human, though: a werewolf, a Veela, a Pureblood, and a rebellious Malfoy who seems to have a secret. And just why does Hufflepuff House always seem to be on the bottom of the list? What secrets are these other odd students hiding? Perhaps a change in the cooking is in order? Contains real recipes, too!
Supercalifragilistic banner made by chiQs09. Vielen Dank, Mitch!
These are a few vignettes from Harry Potter's life.
Harry leaves the very people who love him the most.
For just one night, to see what life may be like as a Muggle.
One night, when Percy cannot sleep because of the goblin hiding in his wardrobe, Molly decides to let him in on a little secret....
James finally masters the transfiguration spell that transforms him into an animagus, and the experience surpasses all expectations.
"Will you save me Teddy?"
This be a series of one-shot/drabble challenges posted on Silver Doe.
We are somewhere in between, in a world of our own making. Woven out of love and dreams, and dreams of love together.
beautiful banner by krazeea @ TDA
A small square of green construction paper rested in her hands. The paper was slightly crinkled and a corner had obviously been dropped into glue because it was hard and a darker green than the rest of the sheet. The girl’s chocolate colored eyes peered down at the note curiously. Obviously, the sender had just finished kindergarten like she had because the spelling was awful. The purpose remained clear, however. In what looked like a dried out black Crayola marker, a few words were scrawled untidily onto the sheet:
i love you. will you maree me?
James is going to make Evans fall in love with him.
(Despite what Sirius thinks.)
I lower my quill to the parchment. I guess I have finally come home.
A Luna Lovegood story lit by the stars and driven by the morning sun.
Christmas arrives, and the newly-married Professor Longbotton has forgotten his wife's gift. How does he make this first holiday special?
There was something about him that made her think that yesterday might not even have happened.
Xenophilius Lovegood/Mrs Lovegood
That holiday of pink and white. Chocolate and roses. Terrible poetry and teenage romance. For some it's full of wonder and excitement, others find it only a reminder that they're alone. Whatever the reaction, Valentine's Day has much in store.
The second Newsie Challenge at The Golden Snitches. Featuring TGS authors.
'It is as if heaven has exploded and touched them both. The world blossoms into a rainbow of colour and a blur of sound and dreams and logic and love, all swirling together. Everything makes sense, for it has always been him and her and gloriously, wonderfully, spectacularly them.'