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A battle over two thousand years old is finally laid to rest.

Understanding is about point of view. How do two people, caught up in a world that demands self-sacrifice and hardened hearts, find common ground? Remus Lupin and Annwyl King are two such souls. Their personal fencing match quietly plays itself out in the shadow of larger events. ``Co-written by MadEye1200 and Sandy Phoenix, this is a missing moment from chapter nineteen of Harry Potter and the Labyrinth of the Mind.

Every time the thunder would roll, she felt it in the marrow of her bones, as if nature understood the deep agony she held inside of her and it was being reverberated throughout the environment as well. Nature would wail with the wind, bellow with the thunder, weep with the rain, and showcase rage with the lightning.

Regina took the small box from Fred, slid her finger under the paper and carefully unwrapped it. She slipped the lid of the box off and stared at the exquisite dragon hair clip with matching earrings. The dragons were made out of jade and edged with gold. The hair clip was large enough to hold Regina's hair in a high ponytail but small enough to hold a small amount of her hair away from her face. She pulled the earrings from the box and removed her small gold studs to put her new earrings on. The dragon earrings dangled about an inch from her earlobes. They swung with each turn of her head.

The Unmentionables have discovered something. . . something that could ultimately bring an end to the Wizarding World. . . .

Things begin surfacing for Ginny at night. When no one is around. What happens when a new power arises, calling himself the Dark Lords heir? And how will Ginny play into all this?

Hermione used to be happy. Now she can think of only one thing. WARNING: ANGST, CHAR. DEATH, RAPE.

Like grains of sand we were, but together we can be strong, like glass we can win!

A bit of insight into Harry's state of mind after the war. AU.

A sweet songfic about the Weasleys. Particularly Ginny and Molly. Lyrics are from the Blake Shelton song The Baby. One-shot

Percy Weasly must undo the wrongs he made before it is too late!

Tom finds himself in a war that isn't his to fight.

He put her up on that pillar and she had to get down, and graveyards always have perpetually bad weather.

Before a great evil governed the wizarding world... he was eleven years old, and got the Hogwarts Letter.

Songfic based on Damien Rice's Volcanoes with a D/G pairing

This is the Matrix...a world created and destroyed by the same people. Aurors and Death Eaters protect against reality, but how far does the rabbit hole go? A unique parody of Harry Potter and the Matrix series.

Two stragglers collide in a Hogwarts hallway (though not quite by chance), begin a hesitant romance (though not quite by choice), and may spark the ending of a rivalry that's been going on for centuries (though not quite on purpose). Pre-Yule Ball fluff. (Kenneth Towler/Patricia Stimpson - both minor OOtP characters)

"A fine line runs between almost everything in life. Sometimes we choose to cross that line, and other times we're pushed across it. And on occasion, that line is broken entirely, taking the choice out of anyone's hands. I didn't like any of the situations. If I chose to cross it myself, then that would mean that I was responsible for what I had done. If I had no choice in the matter, then at least I'd be able to blame someone else, and then, just maybe, no one would blame me. I had no such luck."

Ginny needs help but she won't admit it. Harry tried to be the savior... again. And Draco just HAS to be in here!

How does Tonks join the Order? How does she react to seeing Sirius for the first time since he went to Azkaban? Post GoF.

Harry and Ginny marry, yet he dies in the Final Battle (no chance for wedding night). Five years go by and she meets a young man very much like Harry...almost too much so...and can't help wondering: had her lost husband been reincarnated?

Remus Lupin spends time thinking of Sirius Black, now lost to him beyond the veil. Tissues at the ready - angst, angst and more angst.

Remus Lupin laments after Sirius Black's death.

One thing that Freya has known since the Christmas holidays of her first year is that not all important memories are nice. But what kind of memories can a fifteen-year-old girl really have to hide? Can she keep all of her secrets to herself?

Harry is dreaming of war, of blood and death. He is screaming as he sleeps and hoping that he will wake up but what he doesn't know is that reality can sometimes be much worse.

Pansy is forced to love that one she despises. One-shot. P/D

They were the Blacks, the elite, the strong. But when their world of darkened hallways and silver serpents was shattered, a new chapter of the family history began: one of rebellion, and one of sorrow and loss. This is a portrait of the Black cousins, and a chronicle of the years that tore them apart.

Voldemort has returned. He wreaks havoc on the Wizarding World. When Harry loses the Dursleys, who he actually started to love, and starts to be estranged from Ron and Hermione, where will he go?

Not all students at Hogwarts are happy. Two of our favorite characters share their thoughts on life. NOT A PAIRING!! Song-fic.

Neville comes across an interesting plant in a very old herbology book. It seems that it may have the power to bring his parents out of their catatonic condition. He delves into study and preparation, only to find that the plant is extinct. The last known living plant was owned by... his mother! There is a way to go back in time, but it involves very dangerous and dark magic. The only one who can help him learn is Professor Snape. Neville takes the risk, with strict warnings not to try to change the events of time. Can he resist the temptation to change the past? What if he can't?

Draco picks out his gift. (Rating is for dark/disturbing thoughts.)

Tracey Davis decides it is time to end living a lie. The only problem is the reality she wishes for is seemingly impossible.

It was cold and dark that day, but it was not wet. The rain didn’t start until it was all over – it was there to wash the battlefield clean. The two sides faced each other across the march. Endless rows of hooded, cloaked figures were lined up against our ragtag ranks. All faded into the fog.

"Looking back, even now, ten years after the war ended, twenty years since the war began, thirteen years after his letters stopped coming, and sixteen years since I met him, I still remember." A bittersweet Susan/Neville songfic to "Traveling Soldier."

What was Hermione thinking when she was asked to the ball? What if Krum and Neville weren't the only ones to "spot her as a girl"? A missing scene fic from Hermione's 4th year. Very slight Hr/R. Companion piece to A Spark of Gryffindor Courage.

As the war between Voldemort and the wizarding world rages on, Peter Pettigrew has finally shown his true colours. Not very long after declaring his support for Voldemort, he was captured and arrested. He now lies in Azkaban, awaiting his sentence to be carried out, and these are his deranged last thoughts.

Set in the summer after Sirius' death. Perhaps slightly deranged from the tradgedy, Harry sees Sirius in himself, and in a sense, forgets James. HP/DT RL/SB

Harry Potter's sixth year has ended, along with a period in his life in which he knew - or at least could hope - that there would always be someone to help and save him at the last moment should things go wrong. His most trusted shield and provider of confidence has fallen to his death, and now Harry has to seek out Lord Voldemort by himself. Finding and destroying all the remaining shards of the Dark Lord's soul seems an impossible task. Where will he start? How will he find the strength to do it? And who will be there to guide him helpfully on his way?

In their sixth year at Hogwarts, Hermione finds Harry alone by the fire, leading her to remember how it was before the second war and rethink her feelings about him.

One thing that no one ever notices about an Animagus is that they retain some sort of the animal they transform into within themselves.

This isn't your typical love story. He hurt her. He may not have meant to, but that doesn't change the fact that he did. Not everything is as it seems though, and everyone has their secrets and reasons. [R/Hr]

Albus Dumbledore was firmly believed by many to be the only wizard that the Dark Lord Voldemort ever feared. What happens shortly after the headmaster's death? How dark can the Wizarding World possibly get? And is there some hope to be found, or is victory nothing but a distant and unreachable idea?

Harry struggles to cope with Sirius' death.

After being married to Nymphadora Tonks for ten years, Remus Lupin recognizes that the memory of Sirius Black is slowly driving his wife mad, and decides to help her in the only way he knows how. The companion piece of Guilty.

Ever since they were children, Sirius and Sam have been the best of friends. Now, Sirius is falling for her, but he doesn't want anyone to no. Sam is a loser and he could make the whole school population jump with a snap of his finger. Now he has to decide between his reputation and Sam.

A typical day in the lives of Mr and Mrs H J Potter suddenly becomes far from typical when Harry makes a chance discovery.

In the fifth of my parody series, Harry tries to kill himself several times in rapid succession, stopped by government coverups, several very cool yet grossly screentime-deprived people, and Dumbledore's ACTING!

Draco lies dying on the battlefield. He thinks about his life choices and dying.

Lazing on a sunny afternoon... Evan Rosier and Rodolphus Lestrange find that what is momentary doesn't have to be trivial.

Harry started to wonder if the thoughts that sprung into his mind as he watched Ron do this had always been there or if Mrs. Weasley hadn’t somehow inadvertently made some enchanted dessert.

A prequel to Ribbons in the Wind, this fic is set on the night that young Severus Snape lost the only person he ever let close to him. It is the beginning of his fall to the darkness.

One day something changed between Ginny and Draco. But it was all a lie.

Shea, a powerful witch with the special ability to communicate with animals is the main character. In this section, she is kidnapped... but her captor isn't exactly willing to do it.

Harry doesn't know where he is or why he's there. He knows he has to be somewhere, so he begins walking.

Sometimes moments come when everything you thought you knew changes.

Oliver Wood attends Dumbledore's funeral, and is helped with his grief by a surprising source.

Harry is leaving in the dead of night to face Voldemort on his own in order to remove any chance of having to saying goodbye to those he loves. He finds it difficult, however, when he is confronted by the person he had hoped the most to avoid- Ginny Weasley.

Ron can't understand why his friends don't understand. Featuring lots of Weasley temper. Remus/Ron, post-DH AU. Written for rarepair_shorts on LJ. Prompt: just like everyone else.

What if on that awful night when a friend betrayed and a baby was orphaned, two friends met in the shadows? What if Moony saw Padfoot that night? What if Padfoot sent Moony a sign, before going to seek his kill, Wormtail?

There are some scars that never fade, some wounds that never heal. Tom Riddle's presence lingered in Ginny's mind, like an incurable disease. As Ginny clings to what's left of her sanity, she waits for Harry to save her, like he did before. But Harry's been branded by the Dark Lord as well, and he's not the hero that Ginny believes him to be.

Sirius is gone and Remus is trying to move on, but is swamped with guilt. This is the letter he writes in an attempt to explain...

This is a parody. What if Harry Potter was an American red neck cowboy? This is an exercise in learning how to write dialogue different from the normal English language. The British readers may have problems with it. I was also trying to develop dialogue which suggests sensual themes, but does not define them. What is really going on is in the minds of the reader. Overall, intense romance, strong sexual content, and a lot of humor, I hope. The story got the best of me. It was only supposed to be about six pages. I feel bad about writing it and I don't suggest you read it.

Man creates his own world, of fences and gates, of space and place and time but it's all the same, all a way of measuring off what doesn't truly belong to him. Monster and demon and pet, we all need to eat the same, need to breathe in the same air and feel the same warm blanket of shelter draped around our shivering form.

For most of the fighters, the Second Battle of Hogwarts was the end. When Lavender Brown wakes up in St. Mungo's, she realises that for her, it's only the beginning.

Dear Diary, Bill handed me this book and told me to write in it. He said I needed it… But the last time I had a diary, it didn’t really work out for me. But Bill told me he bought this in a Muggle bookshop, so I know that there won’t be any incarnates of You-Know-Who hiding it in. Anyway, I just started my sixth year at Hogwarts last week. Harry finally asked me out (hurrah! It’s been long enough). We haven’t had a chance to go on the date yet, but a Hogsmeade weekend is coming up soon. I can’t wait! -Ginny

Lavender Brown is not the easiest of people to get along with. Mark has managed to overcome the first hurdle, she has finally agreed that they are going out together. Now Mark faces another challenge

Sirius and Ginny's pasts have both been tainted by Lord Voldemort. Sirius is haunted by nightmares as a result, and Ginny, battling with her own demons, talks to him. With little help from Dumbledore and a bottle of purple potion, sweet dreams result. Takes place in the summer of OotP.

Mrs. Figg had a thing for cats.

If Snape hadn't transferred his grudges onto a student, and Harry hadn't hated his professor as a result, they wouldn't have been friends or allies, but perhaps there would have been a grudging respect between them.

I did it. I finally fought the War with my friends by my side and we won. I defeated the Dark Lord. But look at the cost. The way it all ended, just so one man could die. The aftermath.

Philip Shoskey is an ordinary man trying to overcome the loss of the love of his life, Terry Rosier. However, after a surprise meeting with a man long thought dead, some of Terry's secrets are exposed, and hold roots that will change Harry's life forever. (Despite how this summary sounds, the OC's are really, really minor characters in the plot. James, Harry, Remus, Tonks, Dumbledore and Snape really are the main characters.)

Many pilots during the Second World War claimed they owed their lives to gremlins – small creatures living in and taking care of their planes’ engines. These unseen and unheard great heroes saved nobody knows how many lives of their Masters. Here is a true story of one such “gremlin”, whose mission followed in the steps of the most famous Hogwarts Headmaster...

Severus Snape is dead, brutally murdered and the only person who could have killed him is his lover, Hermione Granger. She found him dead and it has cost her sanity, for even she doesn't know if she killed him or not. Told from Hermione's POV, very dark.

Dragons' Heartstrings is a fan fic in soap opera form, based on Harry's life after Hogwarts. Packed with Gred and Forge style humor, random jokes, and satire, Dragons' Heartstrings pokes fun at the dramatic quality of soap operas as well as the far-fetched ideas of some other Harry Potter fan fictions.

Hermione Granger, once the youngest minister for magic, is now a \'to be caught dead or alive\' fugitive, thanks to her overintelligent brain. Aurors are looking for her madly, and who else could capture her better than her best friend?

We all know what happened with Harry and company after Sirius fell in his battle with Bellatrix in the Death Chamber, but what did Sirius encounter beyond that mysterious veil? Here’s my take on it...

"I’m seventeen and I’m crazy." Luna Lovegood muses on birthdays, Them, and relative insanity. One-shot.

He stared at the tombstone. It blended in amongst all the others; there was nothing special about it. Nothing to set it apart as the tombstone of the Boy Who Lived, who wasn’t so much alive anymore as he was dead and buried. First of the End Of World oneshots.

Ron isn't happy with himself, and he hates it. When tragedy befalls the Weasley family, it's up to a greiving werewolf to save Ron and give them both a final chance at happiness.

AU. A fishing boat drifts into a dragon preserve off the coast of Alaska. This is a story of what might transpire.

"He watched it bleed its color day by day and remembers that once, his world hadn't been so blank." The Dementors took many things from Sirius.

"He hasn't gone after me. I don't think he needs to. The wolf will kill me one day. He's sure of it. He's very sure of it."

"His lycanthropy was a curse, not a part of him. If it was placed upon him, surely it could be taken off. I had to find a cure. I would devote my whole life to finding a cure if I had to." ``Lily desperately contemplates why Remus would end their relationship...

A little one-shot of how life is, from Pansy Parkinson's point of view, and the role sour oranges have in her life. Angst-ridden but nothing particularly explicit. Self-injury implied. Pansy/Draco.

It had been alright in the end. Perhaps it was better this way, after all, with Ron and Hermione like sheer myths to him. Perhaps it was better to see his life with them as a fairy tale story that one day the reader had stopped reading. Perhaps it was better that though the first to die, the innocents would not be the last. Harry was prepared for this day, hour, very moment. Inspired by the song "We're Forgiven". H/Hr

The fire was dancing in front of her eyes, projecting its sparkling light over everything in the room. Through the window, she was able to see the raindrops spattering the landscape. Her eyes filled with tears as she stared ahead of her, though she was not really seeing.

Draco Malfoy and Cho Chang are both a little lost. And it takes them to find each other to find themselves again. A love story, of sorts, that spans from the beginning of HBP to...well, forever.

"Harry has a girlfriend," Remus says in a hushed voice, but Harry can still hear him from the bottom of the stairs. He shouldn't eavesdrop, but it's about him, so he has a right to know what they're saying. Remus/Sirius. AU. One-shot.

Harry has seen blurs of color for a long time but now finally he can see them clearly. Along with the images, he feels something. What is it? Harry doesn’t even know. He hears sounds and on top of his growing unease, he know that something is very wrong....

I hate you so much for leaving that day. For flying off into open sky without even a look back. Leaving me crying my heart – no, my soul – out to Ron because he was the only one who could keep me still. (H/Hr - sequel to Leaving Forever)

What is this light that hurts my eyes? Is it the end, finally? No, obviously, no. It’s the day, the sun is risen, and another agony begins. Wake up, my sinner, wake up and smile.

"'…I hope you realize I can’t be there for you like he is…”````Those words keep ringing through my head over and over again. I know he couldn’t have been able to tell, but he’s crushed me with those very words. It isn’t just those words, though; I know it’s not. I remember his exact tone of voice. It was hollow, empty, and unfeeling—so different from the one he used before luring me into his lusty trap. Typical Slytherin…"````Harry contemplates the past night's events with extreme regret--and now he has to figure out a way to tell Ron. ````Slash. Harry/Draco, Harry/Ron.

Do not stand at my grave and weep / I am not there, I do not sleep / Do not stand at my grave and cry / I am not there; I did not die.``The death of a rival marks the end of hate.

Beware, you who fight evil, lest you fall into darkness. Beware, you who invite the abyss into your heart. Ginny. Lucius. Harry. Guard your soul. (Warning: graphic torture)

Gregory Goyle makes a midnight visit to the Gryffindor tower, only he bumps into Dumbledore on the way. Non slash, sweet story. Goyle/Gryffindor girl of your choice

Every night I felt your presence. Your cool breath on my neck, your soft whispers in my ear. And your touch. Fingertips grazing my skin, making me shudder in despair because I knew I couldn’t stop them. I always gave in to them.