Stories by Birdie Lo Green

September 1st 1971, six children came together under a ceiling enchanted to look like the night sky. Perceptions were challenged and flaws accepted. Secrets were exposed and hearts broken. They loved and they lost and for better or worse, they made it in

Sirius, Remus and Harry are finally together under the same roof. Sirius is opposed to Molly's suggestion that they unite to purge Grimmauld of filth and has a late night drink with Remus and Harry but a discussion about the Dursleys turns sour. (Set in GOF before HP's trial at the Ministry.) For Badger Chamomile (well-thats-ood).

Sirius has escaped Azkaban, fled abroad and returned to his native land but he hasn't found himself. The line between reality and insanity becomes increasingly blurred in a cold damp cave in the mountains of his discontent. (Inspired by a late night conversation, The Road and Butterfly Effect.)

Remus Lupin was convinced that his feelings were simply more intense than other people's. Waking up alone, beside a two way handheld mirror with a scolding fever, he knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that somewhere somebody he loved was dead.' (Missing 12 hours Post Halloween 1981)

Twelve years after Remus Lupin lost his loved ones to Halloween, the past comes calling with a knock on his front door. (Pre-POA)

Sirius Black no longer scares easily. He has braved beatings, imprisonment, rough oceans and life on the run from the law without shedding a tear. Reunited with Remus, he is haunted, waiting for the moment he will ruin everything again.

Harry leaves the protection of his relatives for the last time. His faith in Ron and Hermione is assured but he can trust no one else. The greater good is questioned, sacrifices are made and good men lost. Can the wizarding world hold strong against the strain of war?

1993 was the worst and best year for Remus Lupin. He was given his life back; offered a job; confronted with a dozen faces from the past; his foundations were shaken by a startling truth; he was fired and returned home to muddy paw-prints on his doorstep.