PostDH. It's Aug. 31st and young Albus is almost ready to leave for Hogwarts. He thinks he has everything, but does he? It's James Potter's solemn duty to make him question that belief.

The Marauders are back in the second installment of 'The Marauders' Years'. A year full of humor and mysteries await them as they try to discover Remus's most guarded secret.

This will be a collection of a hundred drabbles revolving around Scorpius Malfoy.

Sirius sets foot in the library during fifth year. Nothing good can ever come of that.

It hurts the most when a friend betrays you. It hurts even more when they don't care.

Run, Scorpius, run!

Being a Malfoy, Scorpius has a lot to fear on his first ride to Hogwarts. One shot. Complete.

Scorpius is one of those types who believes he can get away with anything. Albus is the type who stubbornly refuses to think that teachers can be that stupid. One shot.

PostDH. Being a Potter should come with a warning label and an option for disinheriting the family. When you're a Potter, it's impossible to have a normal term at school. There's always something exploding, jinxes being hurled, and odd friends to be made.

Lily knows that nothing good can come from this so called date...

Remus Lupin is, in fact, quite proud of his most tried and tested skill.

Sirius has an important announcement to make... as soon as he can get someone to listen to him. One shot

A Marauders’ era fanfiction. Sirius allows himself one of his rare angsty moments at the death of an enemy… or was it a dear friend?

When you're trapped in the one place you despise the most, where do your memories take you? One-shot.

The first year of Hogwarts for the group that will become known as the four Marauders.

It was supposed to be just another birthday party a party that Remus Lupin had been looking forward to for months. Once his best friend, Molly, decided to make an adventure out of the party, things turned, as usual, from bad to worse.

Set in the Marauders' Fifth year. It's just another full moon, another night of fun, or is it? Someone is prepared to end the fun, but the Marauders refuse to go down without a fight.