…Again I saw him, in a dream. A vast round head with two great and circled eyes, dark-scaled but manlike nose peeking from rust red fur, and a wide laughing maw filled with tangled fangs. Two long tongues which dance and with which he sings, and a three-a…
Due to her heritage, Fleur has grown up with a lingering paranoia that borders on generational trauma. Veela are, and always will be, perceived a "certain way," that makes her skin crawl and keeps her up at night sometimes. Then the Triwizard Tournament w…
Lord Voldemort has won, and he has won at a terrible and bloody price. He conquered Magical Britain, and then his agents in the rest of the magical world brought down their governments so he could conquer them as well, practically overnight. Harry Potter …
Harry Potter is a fighter. Born to a war and struck down from the cradle, his spirit is a fist and "saviour" is his label. He's fought the war and won and now he's hunting down the stragglers, like an avenging angel righting wrongs he plunges into the dar…
A more edited and revised version of an original slam-poem I wrote titled: Nothing To Be Done. Nothing to be done. The laundry on the floor piles higher still as the dishes in the sink collect into societies, days and faces blur to a stream of pointless …
Adding onto the prompt: After a while Fleur realizes that Harry will likely try and escape and not let her ressurect him, so she carries out a ritual of binding that permentantly ties his soul the mortal world, and specifically to his own body. There are …
It's exactly the same but Harry does the thing because he sees that Fleur is sad/lonely and wants to make her smile, and/or because he has a James Potter level of crush on her and it goes the way of the RomCom
Fresh, clean, the breeze mottled with a pleasant dampness as it relieved the heat of the bright sun and clear sky. It blew his hair into an even messier state than before, the salt spray sticking in his hair and setting it into unfamiliar wild curls. It r…
Based on Cyberpunk 2077, my take on an ending where Johnny makes it to Mikoshi, but when he hooks V's brain up to the Net they find that V is already gone. He's too late. I believe that Johnny would react by writing a song. "You're my dead best friend,…
The wet snap of breaking bone echoed across the deserted courtyard, and I fell backward to the ground landing heavily on my right shoulder. Fallen, again. My shield preceeded my descent, the clattering metal ringing across the stone in time with the pulsi…
The figure loomed ahead, small and sickly against the rocky peak it stood on, an island in the ever shifting seas of ashen sand. The winds circled the figure, like the eye of the slowest hurricane the world had ever seen, a dark gravity pulling dust and w…
“It was small, the spectre. Larger than a child, but smaller than even a teenager, like some odd dwarf of fables. It was thin, skeletally so, and pale. It’s eyes were dark holes, and its mouth was an empty void from which emanated an unearthly whisper, li…
“Can you save her?” His fingers stilled, the quill froze, and he looked up at her at last. Green eyes, cold but not empty, saw right through her to her soul. “I can.” The words flowed from his lips in a soft and quiet murmur. The way he said it, an endles…
There was only one thing in the entire world that truly belonged to Harry James Potter. It was a figurine. Small and carved from a rigid resin, painted in bright reds and white, a soldier of the Napoleonic era. With a musket in his right arm and a sword i…
"Why is it that your family lacks anything at all?" He floundered for an answer, the anger he felt at Tom's insults giving way to confusion and uncertainty. "Because of people like Malfoy," he wrote back, pressing the quill as hard as he could into the pa…
Harry was terrible at Defense Against the Dark Arts. It wasn't any fault of his, not anything under his control, but it still irked him. He cursed under his breath as he tried, and once again failed, to legibly sign his name at the top of his essay for pr…
Harry and Co are adults and the war is over, one night they go out drinking but it's different tonight cause Hermione (normally the responsible one) is in an angry huff and wants to be as drunk as possible as quickly as possible. Things rapidly go down hi…
An ordinary soul, a life lived full. A choice, a price, not to step aside. For life's too precious not to live, and life's too short not to die. You need only choose what to die for, and what to leave behind.
Although Fleur Potter wouldn't admit it to her children, she well remembers the moment she fell in love with their father. It was a few years after they had met during the Triwizard Tournament, they had met again, and she had seen him in a position she ha…
He was always there, in the corner of the room, by the window, strolling down the street. Well dressed and wearing a kind smile, he spoke like an old friend to everyone he met. He had an old, battered pocket watch, always checking the time, but the hands …
"Hogwarts is the safest place in the magical world," a common phrase, one oft touted in the face of yearly life threatening occurrences, and yet no one ever questions... if Hogwarts is the safest place in the magical world, them how bad is the rest of it?…
Standard Harry/Fleur fic starting in GoF, no OP/Indy Harry, no fancy additions to canon, just a relationship piece focusing on Harry and Fleur falling in love and getting together, supporting each other through the war. What is there to make it unique? Fl…
The cruelest prison for an immortal, to lock them away in place where the seconds stand still so that when they leave after a day inside, the world will have died around them. To teach them to fear running out of time.
An ultimately test of the self versus the selfless: Suppose we have a character, I'll name them Sam, suppose Sam was a created person. An AI, an Android, a clone, an engineered test-tube creation, whatever they are they have to be artificial. Now suppose …
Fleur Delacour was brilliant. She was smart, skilled, and determined to outshine all those who doubted her. She was also lonely and... frustrated. She was a vision of independence, always strong and proud, but though she could, and did, stand tall on her …
It's Castaway, HP edition! Harry has to survive in a state of nature and is isolated from civilization. Maybe he has his wand and the fic is a fun adventure of him journeying through the scenario as if it were symbolic of independence and self-determinati…
Everyone expected him to join the aurors, or to become the defence professor, or maybe even a loose-cannon bounty hunter. No one expected him to become a chef. Everyone expected her to go far, to be an enchantress, a researcher, maybe even a ward breaker.…
Fleur Delacour loved two things, traveling, and fashion. She graduated from Beauxbatons in 1994 and immediately moved to Italy to study under a master tailor. She sat out the war in Britain, though she had tried to do something, sending letters to Harry i…
Fleur Delacour is a sadist. She enjoys twisting and pulling and bending people until they snap, until they break. Then she likes to pick up the broken pieces and bind them all back together again inside-out. For her, there is nothing better than the satis…
Platonic Pertemis fic where Percy is Aesexual and joins the hunters. Literally, he just straight up joins them outright and eventually becomes one of Artemis's friends, and she finds him easier to talk to because he's so far outside of her normal paradigm…
Gabrielle Delacour hates being a Veela. She wears tattered beanies, ratty old clothes, denim jackets that are too big for her, and hides behind a pair of fake glasses. She died her her black as soon as she left school and spends almost all of her time hid…
Strictly a structural prompt this time, no plot. Protagonists: Character A Character B Antagonists: Character A Character B Motivation: A wants C B wants D Conflict: B is in-between A and C A is in-between B and D Resolution: B stops A, but A als…
Was just talking to someone on Reddit about the possible impact of Ron's encounter with the brains in the Department of Mysteries. Could go a slightly Lovecraftian route where the brains don't "give" him anything, strictly speaking, bit they twist/crack …
Fleur Delacour didn't fight. She could have, but she didn't. One might say that she married into the war, but she still didn't fight in it. She'd kept it distant, far off. She had to. Voldemort was a fairytale monster, an unspeakable evil so horrific that…
It all came back to Harry. No matter what, no matter how, it all came back to him. Fleur was tired. Tired of running, tired of fleeing, tired of being tired. She loved Harry Potter, and that terrified her. She'd seen his life, his wars, his hardships. Har…
Star Wars AU Idea: Anakin gets sent to Mustafar before storming the temple and instead the 501st and Coruscant Guard enact Operation Knightfall without him. Obi Wan gets Anakin's location from Padme and goes to Mustafar to find him having murdered the Sep…
Fleur Delacour found Harry Potter intriguing. After their first encounter in the trophy room, they had bumped into each other in the castle halls and, unlike every other adolescent male in a ten mile radius, he did not morph into a foolish braggart. She …
Harry and Fleur are both suffering after the war. For Harry, he has seen too much and can no longer comprehend a life without suffering and pain. He jumps at every shadow, his heart is set racing by every little thing. His mind, trained to anticipate dang…
It had been nine years since the battle of hogwarts, nine years since Gabrielle's sister had returned shaking from a battle with monsters, she and her husband having visited France for a time to excape the memories. It had been nine years since magical br…
Inspired by the Broadway Musical Hamilton Harry Potter is brilliant, skilled with magic but more importantly blessed with passion and a keen mind, he sees the world and works to build a new one. The war is different, he convinces Dumbledore to take a less…
Based off this picture, postwar, maybe post losing Bill: The streetlights flickered softly, the ornate wrought iron lamps that had first held lanterns, and then gas torches, finally modernized to run off of electricity. There were few walking the street…
I wanna see a fic with a squib protagonist that rises to power by using potions and alchemy to permanently alter their body and imbue it with effects and powers to overcome their disadvantage against conventional witches and wizards. Borrow the magic resi…
Throughout the ages there are stories, stories of gods and angels, monsters and devils, heroes and villains, and in all of these one thing is certain. "Pride goweth before the fall". But what of a hero stripped of pride from the beginning? One touched by …
Vincent Crabbe hated mudbloods. His parents said that they were dirty, filthy animals who didn't deserve a place in the world. He believed them. He grew up believing them. But as the war wore on, it got harder to hold onto that. First they were making the…
Tom had always been afraid of dying. None of the other students at Hogwarts understood, they had never heard the screaming wail of the air raid sirens, never felt the stabbing pain of hunger as the orphanage went one meal short for the tenth day in a row,…
The objective of this prompt is to take the above tropes, and write a story that makes them good. Step one, set it in the middle ages. The modern setting isn't too impactful on the plot of HP anyway, so it won't be hard. The world, including the wizarding…
Fem!Harry is very angry at the world. She's been angry as far as she can remember and her treatment at the Dursley's only made it worse. She is resentful of "normal" people because she feels they don't know suffering, and sees that often times there are p…
The muggle world never separated from the wizarding one. The combined result of the muggle drive for innovation and wizarding resistance to it is that the whole world is steampunk. The muggles built their cities in the sky to avoid destroying the land, an…
wo characters have a massive rivalry, their kids meet up at one of their showdowns and while the adults are busy hating each other, the kids just sort of stand off to the side and be like, A. "Are we supposed to hate each other?" B. "I think so, but that …
Harry Potter is the man dies. There is no death in the world, every time you die you are merely born again, and you live your lives over and over again. In a sense, we are all immortal. But there is one man that dies. His soul is reborn like any other, bu…
Harry lives in two different worlds. Every time he goes to sleep he wakes up in a different version of reality, in one every person he meets is shallow and safe and pleasant, and in the other they are broken and beaten and filled with bitterness. Harry fe…
Good and evil are fact of life. The gods and demons are real, and they wage war against one another for control of reality. They are led by champions, Lords of light and dark, and they have been fighting for a very, very long time. Humans are not evil, no…