The basics: Gryffindor/Slytherin war, post-Hogwarts, secret rebel organizations, Harry-angst and Sirius-humor. Chapter four was just uploaded today - after a three-month hiatus. Hoo boy.
Rated for mild swearing - hey, it's Sirius angst. What's he gonna do? Say "Oh, bugger. Blasted Wormtail did it again. Pass me the ketchup, Moony"? Anyway - you may think it's cliche, but I put an different kind of twist to it =)
Remus Lupin has a chance meeting with his old friend Sirius.
How did Remus Lupin become a werewolf? What was his first night in the Shrieking Shack like? And Sirius and Peter as *cousins*??
A sequel of sorts to Moon Howling, but also a stand-alone. A teenage Sirius Black has nowhere to go but Hogwarts, and the discovery of his own greater powers only complicate things.
Christmas thoughts and dreams of a ten-year-old Harry Potter. 'Tis a songfic to "Entertaining Angels" by the Newsboys. Very good song. Go download it from Napster ;)
Draco's struggle against the evils of his world and the bit of good within him. My one and only Draco-fic (trust me on this one ;) The Jars of Clay songfic series continues (honestly, I don't know why I keep getting ideas from these songs, but I do)! This
Argh...posted under April Showers previously - obviously the wrong penname. Cookies be darned! anyway, still Lily's perspective of Oct. 31, 1981. Still 100 words and containing "horticulture."
Harry's a widowed father with the weight of the world upon his shoulders and a daughter that adores him. But he still needs someone to reach out to, to go to. Is anyone really there? Songfic to the song of the same name by Jars of Clay (yes, again).
A songfic about Lily, James, and Harry - to the song of the same name by Jars of Clay. It could almost be classified as a romance, but it's sad at the same time. So it's not under any specific category. I can now honestly say that I have succumbed to the
Consider it a "sequel" to Marauders Digress. To put it in simple terms: Snape played a joke on Sirius. Sirius got mad. Sirius wants revenge. Sirius enlists aid of James and Remus. Moral: Potions and Revenge Do Not Mix.
Remus has an encounter with an angel, a memory, an old song, and a message from someone he will never forget. Don't hurt me, I *should* be working on MH, but I've got writer's block. So sue me. This is better anyway, I'm sure ;)
Yet another version of Sirius's thoughts in Azkaban. This one's done in stream-of-conscious, and simply shows Sirius trying to hang on. It's my first fic, so no beating with heavy sticks yet, please. Thanks.