The sound of the phone next to the bed ringing loudly pulled Steve from the depths of sleep. Groggily, he reached for it knocking the receiver off the hook before picking it up.

“Yes?”

“Ms. Grant? This is your six-a.m. wakeup call.”

Doom yawned beneath my feet, and pulled me down with the weight of Ginny’s absence. It's salty breath wafted from the dockyards to where the Black Soul Angels gathered, and throttled roars from their machines. I wandered toward their circle and into the light emanating from a series of drum fires.

In the dimness of the open boatshed I caught the gaze of a slack-jawed thug whose exaggerated hooting revealed him for the animal he was. Others joined in with cries of vulgarity, and dared me to flinch. Instead I remained locked on my goal, and moved forward one step at a time.

Harry Potter and the Trouble With Neurotypicals: Book Four.
Or, "Autistic Potter and the Goblet of Fire."

Notes: I do not own this. J. K. Rowling does. This is just fan fiction. No money is being made. Not by me, anyway.

There may be a few bits and pieces lifted word-for-word from the canon material. I tried to do that as little as possible, though, but there's a lot more in this one than usual because it was unavoidable. Still, lots of details are changed, so don't skip by familiar parts or you might miss something.

The store was sick under the fluorescent buzz. Dust caked with grease permeated the corners, and uneven spots spread across the linoleum. A pop song from childhood bled dry of bass fizzled from a speaker. Even for those such as ourselves this was slumming it, but the price could not be beat.

“The Many Faces of Har—er, Adira Potter: Chapter 38”
By = Fayanora

Chapter Thirty-eight: I Solemnly Swear I Am Up To No Good

Note 1: Text in 'Italics and British quotes' is Parseltongue.

Note 2: Once more, I apologize for the bits and pieces of canon dialogue/narration here and there. But some canon scenes are just too good to change much.

By Dawn Natelle, edited by Eric

A River Standalone Story

Roundstones and the Wolf

(This story, related by Mark Waters, uses Ojibwe terms in many places. The initial part of the story comes from Mark’s own imagination, but later the history of the Ojibwe people is incorporated into the story from Manitou, speaking to Mark through the river.)

Princess Johna’s faithful unicorn steed, Sparkle, teleported into the Dragon's den right behind the owners unwilling guest. He used his horn to cut the ropes which were bidding his rider's hands. As Sir Dragon was preparing to react to his uninvited guest, the damsel who was no longer in distress jumped on the back of her faithful companion and got the lance from the side of the saddle.

Princess Johna, the pretty pretty dragon slayer, said, as she was riding her charging unicorn towards Sir Dragon to hit the death blow “You should have just asked to be friends Sir Dragon.”

Harry Potter and the Trouble With Neurotypicals: Book Four.
Or, "Autistic Potter and the Goblet of Fire."

Notes: I do not own this. J. K. Rowling does. This is just fan fiction. No money is being made. Not by me, anyway.

There may be a few bits and pieces lifted word-for-word from the canon material. I tried to do that as little as possible, though. And the more this deviates from canon, the less that will happen. But some descriptions and things like that are too good to skip or try to reword.