Mr Nilson, Harry's daughter beloved soft toy, isn't well at all that at least told him his four-year-old daughter. This short story is just a little glimpse into Harry Potter's challenging life as a new stay at home Dad.

Niemand möchte die Wahrheit wissen, nicht wenn es darum geht zu erkennen was wir bereit sind für die Liebe in kauf zu nehmen. Dumbledore wusste um die Macht der Liebe und wie er sie einsetzen musste damit Harry seine Aufgabe erfüllen würde. Ein Jahr nach Voldemort wird Harry endlich von Hermiones Opfer erfahren.

Survival is unlikely. Harry and Hermione are alone; hopeless and they only want to fulfil one last wish. But what if they survive and get their happy end?

After all these years fighting against Voldemort, peace felt like a welcoming change. No more drama, no more pain just an ever happily after. Even though it wasn't at all fulfilling, it was what Harry and Hermione wanted, wasn't it? At Hermione's first Hogsmeade Weekend in her 7th year, the carefully built make-believe reality stumbles and crashes unexpectedly.

Life is so full of wonders, miracles that one can't really grasp them. At times like these, Harry couldn't understand his luck, because he genuinely was the luckiest person in this world.

Nobody wants to know the truth, not if it about what we're willing to do out of love. Dumbledore knew about the power of love and how to use it so Harry would fulfil his destiny. One year after Voldemorts downfall Harry will finally learn of Hermiones sacrifice.

They had wonderful years, peaceful years and Harry never had to fear that his heart might get shattered maybe broken; maybe here and there some scars but nothing he couldn’t have survived. They had wonderful children together; everything seemed fine, perfect even except for that one lingering thought.

Voldemort ist besiegt. Doch war er nur ein Symptom. Das Leben von Harry und seinen Freunden ist immer noch in Gefahr, wie sehr zeigt ein fürchterlicher Anschlag.

Still und Leise begann der Prozess, der ihr das Herz brach und dem sie völlig machtlos ausgesetzt war.

Überleben ist unwahrscheinlich. Sie sind alleine, bar jeder Hoffnung und wollen sich nur den einen Wunsch erfüllen, doch was ist wenn sie doch überleben, es doch ein Happy End gibt? AU Epilog und Teile DHs werden ignoriert bzw sind abgewandelt.

Der Krieg ist vorbei und jeder muss auf eigene Weise mit seinen Dämonen, den Änderungen zurecht kommen. Bei den unwahrscheinlichsten Personen findet man Verständniss und ist vielleicht in der Lage wieder ins Leben zurück zu finden, ein anderes Leben.

The dancing flames of the fire made her smile as she recalled chilly and damp Scottish days and evenings spent by the fire in the Gryffindor common e missed it. Hermione hugged her arms to her chest...

Twilight was being overtaken by the advancing darkness. The already deep purple of the sky slowly deepened to black. On the horizon, the first tiny stars could be seen as a light breeze announced the coming night. Night brought its own kind of silence as

Als Kind glaubt man daran dass Liebe ewig halten kann. Man beobachtet seine Eltern und stellt sich nicht die Frage ob sie sich wirklich verstehen, man ist nicht interessiert ob ihre Ehe funktioniert und von Vertrauen und Hingabe geprägt ist. Der unschuldi

Meine erste Fanfic:Das fünfte Jahr auf Hogwarts beginnt für Harry mit einem unerwarteten Besuch im Privet Drive 4: Es war anders als bei den Dementoren, ganz anders. In einer Art anders, dass keine glückliche Erinnerung der Welt die Furch

Harry is back in Privet Drive 4. He is still suffering because of Sirius dead but this will change very soon. Someone else will be his worry. What happened that Hermione turns up in the middle of the night at the Privet Drive? chapter 1 is betaed now.

Mysteries of Phoenix is a collection of ficlets, written as answer to challenges. The storys are HHr and not longer as 2000 words. The first tears fell unnoticed; thankfully, the earliness of the day meant that she didn’t need to hide them from anyone.

The ground was muddy and soaked by the heavy rain. Thick raindrops hit her face, wetting her clothes, but she didn’t feel it. Numbness was all she felt. She saw it happening, disbelieving. She saw how the light emerged from the tip of her wand and forme

He suspected she was worried for him. He couldn't answer, his throat closed with emotion, but he could look at her. Suddenly, she smiled again and reached for his hand. "But you're here and alive, so tell me, how are you?" she asked once more as s

Slowly, the sky turned a deep red. The sun was setting. The last of daylight was reflected in the lake. It was a strange picture in front of him, showing how he felt at this moment. Confused, and unsure, like never before