Vox Corporis. Title: Vox Corporis Author: MissAnnThropic Email: miss(underscore)annthropic (at) yahoo (dot) com Rating: M Spoilers: Post-Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Summary: Following the events of the Goblet of Fire, Harry spends the summer with the Grangers, his relationship with Hermione deepens, and he and Hermione become animagi.
Author's Note: I have read all of the Harry Potter books (up through "Half-Blood Prince", anyway), and I did enjoy them, but I was not lured over to the Harry Potter fandom until the Goblet of Fire movie. I loved that movie. On the whole, I think the movies were better than the books in the Harry Potter 'verse. That may put me in the minority, but be that as it may, that piece of information is necessary before jumping into "Vox Corporis". Broken. Prologue: We Lie Best When We Lie To Ourselves When Hermione Granger was a little girl, someone once told her that life was the best teacher because each lesson it taught, each test it handed out, remained etched in your mind for eternity.
It had sounded like a riddle to the seven-year-old girl with bushy hair and wide brown eyes, but she never forgot those words. What they meant, however, she didn't know until much later. Eleven years later, precisely At eighteen, life taught her all sorts of unforgettable lessons: good triumphed over evil, everything you needed to know could be found in books, not everything was what it seemed, what didn't kill you made you stronger, it was always darkest before the dawn, and not everyone that passed through your life was meant to stay.
But those weren't the only lessons that she learned that year. "Hermione, the truth hurts; remember that," Her mother had always said. And she had felt especially trivial and irrelevant as of late. Everything. Not even close. Rocking the Boat. Disclaimer: My house belongs to the bank, my work belongs to my boss and my money is always confiscated by my wife.
And Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling... Damn... Rocking the boat By LaCroix Chapter 1 – The last straw. There Hasn’t Been a Time That I Have Wished I Wasn’t Here With You. Fic two today!
Title: There Hasn’t Been a Time That I Have Wished I Wasn’t Here With You Pairing + Fandom: Harry/Hermione (Harry Potter)Rating: PGSpoilers: Deathly HallowsA/N: Title is from an Inara George song. Much love to jacyevans for the beta and ruling my world and stuff. :)Summary: In the war, she learns too many things. In the war, she learns too many things. What real hunger is. Winter love. A.a. bondy - there's a reasonthere was a man with cinder for eyesthere was a girl with a dress made from fliesand it's love that's tearing them downIn those first days after war, they wait.
People stay in their houses, behind locked doors and drawn curtains, disbelieving and quiet. Students return to their homes, and black suits are pulled from closets, from chests at the foot of child-sized beds, still hard and new. Instead of graduations, they stand in rings around graves and shake hands with parents whose drowned faces are already cold with grief. Hermione asks Harry where he wants to go, and he realizes he's run out of wants. They find a room in Helensburgh, sit on top of the covers and stare out the windows at the dark water, the children poking through weeds along the shore, a man selling watches from a cement bench.
Wspomnienia Potter Fic. FictionAlley - Lori's Stories. Can't Have It Both Ways. Can't Have It Both Ways!
A/N If you are forced to participate in a competition that's reserved for adults only, doesn't that mean you should be considered an adult? Harry gets some much needed help and advice before having some fun by allowing his marauder heritage out to play. My attempt at a horcrux free forth year fic. Disclaimer: since I write purely for fun and make no money off my work then I'm most definitely not JKR. You may recognise the beginning of this story from the aforementioned JKR's 'Goblet of Fire', as usual with my stories, canon up until this point.
Chapter 1 "I'm not stupid you know. " "You're doing a really great impression of it," snapped Harry. "Yeah? " He wrenched the hangings shut around his four poster, leaving Harry standing there by the door, staring at the dark red velvet curtains, now hiding one of the few people who he thought would believe him. Opening the scroll changed his life forever.
Dear Lord Potter Barchoke Head of the Potter Accounts. Dark Lord Rising. Harry Potter: Dark Lord Rising I do not own, or make any claim to, Harry Potter.
I am just happy to play in the wonderful world that JK Rowling created. Summary: Starts during the Triwizard Tournament in Harry's 4th year. Harry comes to the realization that Voldemort is not going to stop coming after him. With the school turning on him, Harry feels lost and betrayed. Chapter 1: Burdens of a troubled soul. It was a cool Saturday morning and there was a mist drifting across the great lake in the gentle breeze. Underneath a large tree next to the lake a lone figure sat on the otherwise deserted grounds. "Thanks, Hermione. "