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Primary Relationship
Secondary Relationship(s)
Humor, Romance, Action/Adventure
Next Generation
Contains profanity, Mild violence, Substance abuse
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Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2017-01-03 9:32pm
Last Chapter
2018-10-07 12:00am
Last Updated
2018-10-12 10:15pm

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 In Which It Probably Wasn't My Fault

"It's not my fault he's got a delicate nose," I grumbled.  

4,900 4
2 In Which We (Sort of) Save Fred's Life

Tara opened her mouth to speak but trailed off as Professor Lupin stepped into the classroom, looking as pleased with himself as I had ever seen a professor.

That couldn't end well.

2,712 0
3 In Which I'm My Own Worst Enemy

Sarah snorted. "She nearly melted your skin off last time you offered, and you're still willing to help?"

2,994 1
4 In Which I Am Terrible with Locks

Potter's face lit up. "You locked yourself out?" He asked, looking a bit too incredulous for someone who'd known me for nearly five years. 

3,079 1
5 In Which It Was Definitely My Fault

He held out the bottle of fire whiskey to me.

I raised an eyebrow. It was a Tuesday night, I knew for a fact that we both had early classes the next morning, and we were sitting in the middle of the common room. 

Then again, I was never one for logic.  

3,032 1
6 In Which (Some) Wrongs Are Righted

Potter hesitated and I tore my gaze away before he released his grip on my arm. His smirk returned. "It's your song."

5,278 1
7 In Which Halloween and Firewhiskey Happen

"We could run away and start a brothel," Bailey giggled. She had an ink stain on her forehead and a look in her eyes that I was fairly certain meant she was delirious from sleep deprivation. 

5,274 4
8 In Which Rumors Rule Hogwarts

"I can't say I'm surprised, but really, James? In a wardrobe?" 

2,903 6
9 In Which I Break a Desk

"You're judging me," I complained as I closed my Charms textbook. "It's wrecking my concentration." 

4,300 1
10 In Which I'm Beaten By a Quaffle

"Merlin," He mumbled, and before I could do something like beat him with my broomstick, he cupped my chin in his hand to tilt my head back and shoved the rag at me.

6,018 2
11 In Which I Start a Fight

"Alright, so they won't forget, but no one died, so I reckon things'll settle a little," Bailey backtracked. 

4,810 1
12 In Which We Start a Revolution

"Simmons!" Fred gave a wicked grin and spread his arms to motion to the chaos. "Isn't it beautiful?" 

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure Sean's just lit the 'Puff's table on fire." 


Godric help us all. 

5,303 8
13 In Which Mistletoe Is a Tragedy

The initial crash was followed by a variety of yelling and cursing, and I rose grouchily to see figures moving outside the window.

…Outside the window?! 

7,171 15
14 In Which Chaos Ensues

 "Erm…" he stared determinedly at the floor. "We… may need to evacuate the school."


"Nothing!" He shook his head. "I said nothing!"


4,719 20
15 In Which There's a Reckoning

"This is not what it looks like!"

I slipped in a puddle and flopped ungracefully back onto the floor, muttering things I probably shouldn't repeat.

4,332 19
16 In Which We Face Our Fears

 “I have a question for you,” I said bluntly, praying to Merlin that I wasn’t crossing one of the invisible lines we had so carefully constructed.

7,683 2
17 In Which A Rat Brings Perspective

"Simmons?" Sean raised an eyebrow, and I wilted under the weight of the group's collective gazes. "Don't tell me you need the Heimlich, too, because once is once too many for one night..." 

7,867 0


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