Stories by Archivist 887-C

Harry Potter is dead. He’s known it for years. His dead parents and grandparents have been with him since he was a baby, helping with homework, telling stories, and making the Dursleys almost tolerable. But when his Hogwarts letter finally arrives, everything he believes about life, death, and magic starts to unravel. No slash or romantic pairings.

Sirius Black thought he knew how the war ended. He was wrong. From a new home in America, the resistance regroups, while at Ilvermorny, his son starts to learn what he was always supposed to become. The future is no longer a map. It’s a choice. The conclusion to The Long Way trilogy.

Sirius Black has a life now. A real one – a home, a family, a war gathering on the horizon. Keeping it is going to be the hardest thing he’s ever done. The Long Way Home. Book two of The Long Way Back.

Arthur Weasley walks into a Tesco and discovers the Clubcard. What follows is eleven weeks of field recordings, inter-departmental memos, and one very important friendship. A story about small systems, and why we build them, and what it means to keep showing up every week and watch the number go up.

Sirius Black doesn’t die when he falls through the Veil. He lands in 1916, in a wizarding Britain on the edge of two wars, carrying knowledge of every tragedy yet to come. Broken, displaced, and sixty-four years from the boy he loves like a son, he has to decide how much of the future he’s willing to risk changing. And whether doing good now is ever enough.

An Unspeakable assigned to audit anomalous records at Azkaban discovers a file that shouldn’t exist, and begins to suspect the investigator, the island, and the loop itself are one and the same. What begins as bureaucratic irregularity ends with a mask, a choice, and the words: I begin again.

Before Azkaban was a prison, it was a lighthouse. Before it was a lighthouse, it was a father who could not let go. Three witnesses. A Ministry man who documents everything and understands nothing. A young warden whose faith is beginning to crack. An elder’s wife who has been watching longest and writing it all down where nobody will think to look.