Mother by dragonwings

Rated: 6th-7th Years •
Summary: The dying confessions of Azkaban are often left unheard. But one grey night, cold and alone in Azkaban, Sirius listens and finds the chill in the air is nothing compared to the one in his heart.



"Grey was the colour of moonlight tainted by the darkness of Azkaban and the stench of Dementors. Never white, it nearly blended into the walls, selfishly keeping its tranquil peace to itself.



Azkaban needed some peace. "


This is dragonwings of Gryffindor writing for the Colors of Loss Challenge!

200,000 Reasons You'll Find My Client 'Not Guilty' by FenrirG

Rated: 1st-2nd Years •
Summary: When Lucius Malfoy asked me to be his attorney, I had no choice but to accept. Actually… I suppose I did have a choice, seeing that it wouldn’t exactly have put Lucius in the best light if he’d threatened me while on trial, or anything like that. But the choice I had, frankly, came down to money. In fact, I find that a lot of choices come down to money in today’s legal system—not the least of which was the choice to let Mr Malfoy walk free.

A deceptively light, satirical story about a young lawyer who makes his big break to success during the trial of Lucius Malfoy--and learns an important lesson in the process.

I am FenrirG of Ravenclaw, writing for the August One-Shot Challenge: The Trial of Lucius Malfoy.

Behind Every Strong Man... by Phoenix5225

Rated: 3rd-5th Years •
Summary: For Andrea's fabulous August One-Shot Challenge - the trial of Lucius Malfoy. It probably has more Muggle influence than wizarding, but what can I say - I'm a huge Law & Order fan.

I am Phoenix5225 of Hufflepuff, entering for participation points only. :-)

Repetition by wendelin the wierd

Rated: 1st-2nd Years •
Summary: When there is only endless night, where is the room for light?



A fic for the 'June One-Shot Challenge' by Wendelin of Gryffindor.

Becoming Judas by Visceral Love

Rated: 6th-7th Years •
Summary: I read in a book somewhere in a book that greatest virtue of a man is his ambition. It lied. Books always lie. People always lie. I had ambition, just a little, an ambition to love, to have a life other than the scraps of other people's lifes. I could not be happy with what I should have been happy with. I wanted more. Desire is a dangerous thing and in the end only led to me finding one thing. And it was not love. It was simply something worth a little more than silver.