A do-over fic in which four separate things went wrong even before the time jump. Now there are five people from the future, none of them really knows what's going on, and each plans to backstab at least two of the others.
Harry sets out to fix his old mistakes. Hermione meets someone more annoying than Malfoy, and their friends invite their families to take refuge at Hogwarts, as Voldemort's army clashes with the Ministry and a cabal of ritual sacrificers, and an unstoppable monster rampages through the streets of London. Sequel to Honey. Abandoned.
An AU of the anime's second season. An all-new Angelic host attacks Tokyo-3; the Marduk Institute sends a Fourth Child; a rogue Angel hunter arrives in Tokyo-3, pursued by Seele; one Angel refuses to die; and a council of elders plans to rule mankind, not as kings, but as Gods.
Voldemort persuades Harry to assist him in a war against unspeakable evil. Hermione gains a second father, and the Gryffindor boys discover that Animagus transformations are as hard as they sound. Meanwhile, the enigmatic, murderous Marionette Man unleashes destruction on the wizarding world. An AU fifth year.
AU from the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, where Harry has an accident with an exploding clock and begins randomly hopping through time. Short-distance jumps, backward and forward, stable time loops. It makes more sense on the second read-through. On hiatus.
"My Great Uncle Algie kept trying to catch me off my guard and force some magic out of me..." Before Neville showed he had magic, he had a tutor named Emily Rye.
To prevent a pair of werewolf infections on the night of Pettigrew's escape, Harry and Hermione decide to turn their stable time loop into a time corkscrew.
Draco and Fred learn the value of a dictionary when one is persuaded to hire the other as a catamite. Rated T for pervasive cringe innuendo. Written for QLFC. About as crackish as it sounds.
A challenge fic. Arthur and Molly visit some old friends at the start of the first war, and reach an epiphany. Not my usual style at all (nobody dies).