Remus thought teaching his students to fight boggarts would be a great idea, that is until the older muggle born students got their shot and the unfortunate werewolf suddenly got a crash course in muggle movie monsters.
101 ways to weaponize potions previously thought to be harmless. As discovered by Neville Longbottom and compiled by Severus Snape.
Tom Riddle's plans fall through when Ginny Weasly looses his diary shortly after starting her first year and it is found by one Luna Lovegood. A series of bizarre conversations follow. Luna? - Yes Tom? - I've been giving this a lot of thought...and I believe you may be insane. (Plot takes a few chapters to appear but it's there)
Side story to Luna Lovegood and the Dark Lords Diary. Snape starts a secret potions club with himself, Luna Lovegood and the Weasley twins. Chaos Ensues.
Dementors are born freezing. From the moment they enter the world in some twisted form of infancy they are cold.
Ron Weasley stood waiting as the wardrobe was opened to release the boggart, fully prepared to face the creepy crawly monster that was going to emerge, only to blink in surprise at the sight in front of him. It was not a spider.
Harry knew the Dark Lord was dangerous, he did; but it was just so much harder to find the name Voldemort scary after he found out it was an anagram and he just had to share that information.
Vernon Dursley was proud to say that he was a perfectly normal man, thank you very much. A perfectly normal man who believed in magic. A look at the love story of Vernon and Petunia.
Dear Students of Hogwarts. We are people. We are changing. We are growing. We are becoming better each day than we were the last and we cannot do that if we are shut inside a box before we even reach puberty and told to stay there forever.
Relationships are defined by the moments shared. Looking back on his life Albus defined his relationship with Gellert by hundreds of moments and his relationship with Minerva by just one. AU where the Dumbledore/Grindelwald final battle was a little more... final.
Even nice guys had their limits and despite popular opinion Steve Rogers has never been a saint.
William the bloody composes one final poem in dedication of the three great loves of his life/unlife.