My name is Julia Jones, or JJ, and I want to be a part of Thisby, but Thisby does not want to be a part of me. I am twenty-five years old and I am not the picture of poverty or weather-worn native of the little, unchanging island. I bring three things to the island: my gear, my dog, and my mule. I am determined to have Thisby, even if Thisby will not have me.

It's everyone's sixth year at Hogwarts. The Ministry has finally accepted Voldemort's return, fear is running rampant, and amidst it all, Draco Malfoy's up to something. But it seems that no one notices nor really cares; except for Hermione Granger. WIP

What really happened when Salazar left Hogwarts? A Founders fic!

With a deadly promise guiding the future of an unfortunate Draco Malfoy, his hope for survival rests on the mudblood shoulders of Hermione Granger; who seems reluctant to help her Hogwarts classmate. M for language/dark themes. Dramione fanfic.