A last dance. A cold comfort against the inevitability of death. Harry's danse macabre began with Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets. It only took him six years to notice.

Harry Potter grew up in a loving home, in a quiet village, with his mother and their pet cat. Everything was perfectly normal. Until it wasn't. Once upon a time Lily Potter was willing to give up everything to save her son. She just never considered that Harry might find out, nor what her betrayal would ultimately cost her.

They won the war. Voldemort was gone. The remaining Death Eaters had been captured. They finally had peace. No one ever said peace was so dull. Harry needed to find some meaning in his life. And, well, apart from flying there was that one thing he'd always been good at...

Harry walks into the forest, faces the Killing Curse, and wakes up on the train platform in Limbo. And he decides that he's done listening to Dumbledore, thank you very much. A story of choice and second chances.

Where I ridicule the ridiculous. A collection of oneshots and ficlets in response to the many clichés fanon has spawned.

Where I ridicule the ridiculous. A collection of oneshots and ficlets in response to the many Mary Sues and Gary Stus fanon has spawned.