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Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the wonderful world of J.K. Rowling…Not mine. It's hers.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Author's Note: This story was inspired by a fic search by Psykojinx. I took the search like a challenge and ended up with this. Summary: People often become who others expect them to be.
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. What if Petunia Dursley resented her sister, even more? What if Vernon Dursley took it upon himself to seek vengeance for his wife? What if Harry Potter faced the boggart that day in Professor Lupin's class? What if his deepest fear was not a dementor?
Thank you to my wonderful friend and mentor Cecelle for her advice and proofreading. I also thank Purpleygirl for her advice. oxox The battle was over; the day had been won by the power of Light. "The dead can wait; bring the injured first," a harassed Madam Pomfrey had ordered, seeing another body carried into the castle.
The Weasley Plot By Loralee Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter Arthur Weasley was a man who cared about his family above all things. When events conspired to put some of that family in danger he became a man who wanted answers.
A Cost Too Much October 2004 * * * The price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings . Counting Crows, Mrs.
Dementors Harry triumphantly closed and taped the last box of books shut. Carrying it to the large pile of Taylor's belongings, Harry added it to one of the smaller stacks. He stretched out the sore muscles in his back and wiped the beads of perspiration off his forehead. He was officially finished with his job and he had completed it two days ahead of the schedule. Taylor would be pleased to find everything packed and ready to be placed in the lorry he had hired for the move.
The boy in the cupboard under the stairs A one-shot, summer before sixth year, tribute fic to the great authors of Harry Potter fanfiction who have gifted me with the love of a too-small Harry and for gifting this Harry with someone who saw past the hero, past the Gryffindor, to the small boy who never got out of his cupboard and gave him love enough to draw him out. I humbly dedicate this paltry offering to and They will probably never read this but I hope this fic is enough to convey my admiration and respect, for giving hope that each one of us can find someone to love and be loved. None
Disclaimer: The lovely Mrs. JK Rowling owns Harry Potter and Co. Although, don't we all wish that we did? Summary: After the events of the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore feels that Harry is no longer safe at the Dursleys. He decides to take Harry in for the summer and also help him deal with his depression.
Author has written 16 stories for Harry Potter. 11th August 2012 Hello All, As promised I am still working my way slowly through my remaining stories. Unfortunately RL has a dreadful way of poking its nose in when least wanted. I also lost my beta a while ago and whilst a couple of people did offer to assist, nothing came of it.
Author has written 33 stories for Harry Potter, Gilmore Girls, Mentalist, Mercy, Degrassi, House, M.D., Catcher in the Rye, and Against the Wall. Hi! My name’s Potterworm (though since you clicked on my profile, I’m assuming you know that.) If you’re wondering where I got my pen name from, it’s actually pretty simple. I’m a Harry Potter fan and a book worm . Hence, Potterworm.
Author has written 12 stories for Peter Pan, Wuthering Heights, and Harry Potter. Hello, all. I know it has been ages and ages since I have updated, and I apologize. Life has well and truly sucked, this year. Along with the relatives cancer and that whole business, I've also had massive computer problems and have ended up losing three different drafts of the next chapter of Rules. At this point, I'm really just fed up and don't know if I can rewrite it again.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry I'm not working on the others, but this popped into my head. I probably won't have it posted until at least the next chapter of Rules, but…yes. It had been years since Hermione had been in a church. She had gone a few times when she was young, on Christmas and Easter and once for her youngest cousin's christening, but she certainly hadn't been practicing or anything. She knew, dimly, in the back of her mind, that Hogwarts even had a chapel, for the more religious students, but she had never visited it. She had scoffed religion, when she was younger.
The Ollivander Children By Vifetoile Formerly, Queenie, of the Sugar Quill Author's Note: Wow. This is it. I have been working on this fanfiction for years, and now it is finally seeing the light of a wide public.