He finds nothing of her in the world until she is gone from it, until he knows with soul-crushing certainty that the flash of red hair he catches in Diagon will never be hers, never again.
It seems rather tragic, that he will never see how golden he truly is, will never see himself as anything but Black. Written for Cuban Sombrero Gal as part of the Reviews Lounge Ficathon!
1977 is anything but black and white for Hestia Jones, apprentice Juriswitch. The first of the Death Eater trials commences in a world that doesn't yet know the meaning of Lord Voldemort's ascent.
Half-blood servant Walden Macnair has had a faulty prize thrown into his lap; the frail society daughter, Evangeline Prince. The courtship and marriage of a half-blood monster and the fragile, pureblood princess who wasn't good enough for anyone else.
Five: No one really wondered why Toby Dursley's Potions marks took such a dramatic turn for the better after a detention in an abandoned dungeon. When she told Albus that the Angel of Potions sang to her, she was only half-joking. Next-gen, one-shots.
The first fifteen minutes of a not-quite-ordinary morning in the Auror's Department for Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. "Really, what were ex-girlfriends and ex-Slytherins with itchy wand hands when there were monster children and pregnant wives at home?"
The wizarding world has a hundred names for Sirius Black, all of them hissed, spat, sneered in disgust. A reflection on the treachery that saved the world. Drabble.
There are many tales to be told between the golden threads of the Black Family tree. A series of one-shots: woe and tragedy, happy endings, and all that comes between in life.
Not many will find her name on any memorial, not many will remember. She's just a nameless, anonymous casualty, but even in her last moments, Lisa Turpin can't regret.
The empty spaces, the quiet where there should be voices are like scars, too, ugly rents of malformed healing, and they're more painful than the ones she wears inlaid in her flesh. Lavender Brown drabble.
The new year falls and shatters at Dorcas’ feet with the arrival of Sirius Black on her doorstep. She falls and shatters, too, but only on the inside, and she closes her eyes so he can't see. Drabble.
To the girl in the card shop in Ottery St. Catchpole, Fred Weasley was never anyone more than a nice young man who made her laugh one day, but even that's worth remembering.
They bury her two weeks shy of her twentyeighth birthday, and she doesn't look herself. Funeral flowers thread the air and it is only in death that Marlene McKinnon does not smell of ash. DARK ONESHOT.
Her mind reels over the tenses, her son is past and there’s no present tense to be had for him but “Cedric Diggory is dead.” Samantha Diggory's grief is beyond tears.
Lavender Brown cries when she realizes she is no longer innocent enough to touch a unicorn. Victory comes at a price, and Lavender pays in ruined flesh and stolen goodbyes. Lavender BrownCharlie Weasley
He's just about to leave, to go and fight and maybe not return, when he turns to look, just one more time, at the beautiful mess he'd made of his life. Kingsley Shacklebolt, before the Battle of Hogwarts, wonders: We're all human, aren't we?
A witch cursed to always be abandoned by those she loves, a vengeful Sea, an errant young man, and a shipwrecked prince. A 'write your own fairytale' assignment for my Fairytales as Literature module.
Without a plan is something Percy Weasley had rarely been until lately, but speechless is something he never was until Penny stumbled over the word 'pregnant' and immediately dissolved into tears. Set during DH, oneshot.
Penny wrote fairy tales with bespectacled knights who wielded pens and paperwork and formerstatueprincesses with proofreading skills beyond compare. Percy Weasley will write his Pennyprincess a happy ending if he has to pen it in his own blood. ONESHOT
We cannot all be brave in the same ways: A year under the Carrows for Lavender Brown of Gryffindor, Padma Patil of Ravenclaw, Susan Bones of Hufflepuff, and Daphne Greengrass of Slytherin. Eventual FourShot. [Chapter 4, Daphne Greengrass: Fair Lady]
A post DH AU in three parts. We all craft our own happy endings. Even in the best of all possible worlds, romances decay and constellations fall from the sky, but Remus Lupin will pin them back up in a world that has already forgotten what he sacrificed.
A small part of Molly that cannot weep any longer can only be glad that Frederick Fabian Weasley has finally met his namesake, and another part can only worry what they're getting up to. Sister story to White Satin For Mourning, ONESHOT.
Jon and Mary Price live a life oddly free of curiosity, missing a piece of themselves they don't even remember. Twenty years before Hermione bewitched her parents, Dorcas Meadowes had the same idea.
That Fabian Prewett and his brother died like heroes is little consolation to a girl who will never wear her wedding dress. How Fabian Prewett's watch came into Molly's possession and why she saved it for Harry. DH Spoilers.