On the night of Voldemort's resurrection, Harry messes up a spell, hilarity follows. One-shot. This story is very short, and I apologize for that. This is my first work in months, so I hope you like it. No pairings.
The Triwizard Tournament is coming to Hogwarts and Harry got roped in. Now he must deal with disguised death eaters, fake friends, manipulative headmasters, and a possible budding romance. Harry/Fleur. Rated T because I am a paranoid bastard. HIATUS due to inability to figure out how to continue this. I'm sorry
Just a quick oneshot that wouldn't leave me alone. Harry decides to experience a muggle Halloween...
Just a crack fic I wrote following a question my best friend asked; what would happen if someone threw a rock to stop someone from casting a spell? I may edit it a bit later.