Six Feet Cold. Disclaimer: I don't own, nor do I want to own, Harry Potter.
J.K. Rowling owns them. I've no intention of making any profit off of this, it's merely used to satisfy my desire to write and possibly to amuse you, the reader, though you can pay me if you want. Song Lyrics from Do the Evolution belong to Pearl Jam. Warning: This will be R and will contain *SLASH* You don't like it, don't read. Summary: Harry returned to Hogwarts after six years of self exile into the Muggle World and the defeat of Voldemort. The Master Plan. BETAS: Echotheinsane, Gemsbok, and the ubiquitous ShadowPhoenix!
Safe House. Title: Safe House Author: thesewarmstars Rating: M Summary: Takes place after OotP, ignore HBP and DH.
When both their lives are in (greater than usual) danger, Harry and Snape must live together in a secret location all summer for their own safety. How will they survive it? Going Dark. Going Dark Chapter 1 Changes on the wind -Severus' POV- I have been watching the boy for quite some time now.
A Long Awaited Sentiment. Title: A Long Awaited Sentiment Author: nahimana Rating: M Summary: Harry Potter, aged eighteen, disappeared on the train ride to Hogwarts before the beginning of his seventh year.
Severus Snape wanted to stop it, but didn't. Just when Harry thought his troubles were over, he finds himself battling a young (but no less dangerous) Lucius Malfoy and a bizarre attraction to Snape, of all people. The Secret Guardian Angel. Disclaimer: Never was mine / Never will be mine I am making no money from this story.
Everything belongs to JK Rowling and Warner Bros. Summery – Harry is poisoned during the summer holidays by death eaters to make him 10 years younger but something goes wrong and he becomes 10 years older. Forever. Pairing- HP/SS Warning- This is a vampire fic.
If that offends you please don't read on. A.N. This is the first chapter of a story that has been in my head for a while. Please review and tell me what you think of it and whether or not to continue. Forever Chapter 1. Same Place, Different Time. This fic was inspired by 'Thank you Lord Voldemort' by Resqgal to whom most of the main ideas belong (Harry's new name, how he becomes trapped in the past ...etc), I have 'borrowed' them with permission.
I'd recommend everyone to read her original. Chapter 1 In 1997 Harry, Ron and Hermione found an empty carriage on the Hogwarts Express and sat down. Hermione got out Hogwarts: A History and Ron and book on Wizarding chess while Harry sat staring out of the window at the people still boarding and their families waving goodbye. As he watched the trees whiz past his mind wandered back to his seventeenth birthday. So the rhythm of the summer went until Harry's seventeenth birthday. Light on the Dark Side of Me. Tears of Healing.
A/N: I'm back with my fourth Snarry story.
I deleted That Special Touch since I felt that I did not and currently cannot do enough research on blindness, Braille etc. and was therefore not familiar enough with the material I wanted to write about. I also apologise to those who took the time to read and review the deleted story. So I decided to revert to something that has been done a million times before. But then, the plots for my previous Snarries have also been done a million times before. Thank You Lord Voldemort. A/N: This is definitely not a sequel to my first story.
It is a completely different world. My Name is Cameron Sage. Title: My Name is Cameron Sage Author: thesewarmstars Rating: M Summary: Things are going poorly for the side of the light, and in a last-ditch effort to fulfill his destiny, Harry goes back in time to try again. Warnings: SS/HP slash, mentions of past unpleasantness (rape, torture, child abuse)
Tread Softly. Dius Corvus Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams. --William Butler Yeats; "He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" Prologue The wind howled over the stones, damp and stained with age and years of impure water. Along the walls, the cloaked men stood, their faces covered by white masks. "Crucio! " "So we meet again, Mr. The man screamed again, though this time, his voice was hoarse and drops of blood flecked the ground. "Are you ready to die, yet, Mr.
Red light crackled around the man like thorny vines, and he jerked over the red-stained floor. Crumbling Pedestal. Title: Crumbling PedestalWarnings: Slash, brief het, time travel, the founders, moderate super!