"It's true, I cannot lift a sword in my own defense, let alone others." The grin on the bard's face only widened. "Yet one's own voice can be far more deadly if used in the right manner, or far more inspirational. Why lift a single sword with my arm when I can rouse a hundred more with words alone?" A story about the true power of a single Voice.
A dramatization and literary adaptation of the original song, "REFLECT," by Gawr Gura. A one-shot I wrote in a feverish 24 hour period as the muse seized my brain.
Diagon Alley isn't nearly as friendly before dawn. A snippet I did for an HPRP.
What if the night of Ron's successful Quidditch debut, things went a little differently in the spare classroom? One-shot, unless you readers would like more.