Tillträde förbjudet

This is a piece I had to write as a home assignment - only the title was given. It means 'No entry' and sorry, but this story is in Swedish so those who don't speak it might need to go and look at my other stories. :)

Anguish and Anger

Hey! Happy Marauders' Day! Pottermore just posted some new stuff (actually, no new infos but four illustrations and a cool quiz) on the Marauders and I was waiting for the opportunity to write a fic for aaages, really, so.... I kinda mixed two ideas into one fic becasue I know I wouldn't have time to write all of them, I had at least five new Remadora fic ideas just this week. But, ugh, university and stuff...meh.
So welcome this brand new Remadora oneshot. And check out Ed Sheeran's Masters of War acoustic cover, which clearly had some influence on this work.

Då är det jag

 I seem to be unable to stop writing Remadora fanfics in the exam period. I am not sorry though. Fuck university.

Reckless endangerment

Remadora oneshot, what a surprise!
I should really be studying for my exams so I seem to be producing an unusually big amount of fanfics. :D
Enjoy! 

Last Christmas

Remadora oneshot
The first Christmas Remus and Tonks spend together. Sadly enough, also their last one.

I didn't mean to

Remadora onsehot, again :)
Do you know Molotov Jukebox? Well, you should! This fanfic was inspired by their song I cry.
Listen to it while reading, if you can. :)

Colours of the wind (English version)

Remadora onshot

I wrote this last year but it's autumn again and I though I could translate it to English so not just Hungarians can enjoy my OTP's romance. Soo fluffy I can't believe I did this but hey sometimes it feels nice to read cliché. Enjoy! :)

INvokáció

Táborban azt a feladatot kaptuk, hogy írjunk bevezetőt hexameterben az esti előadásunkhoz. Hárman karöltve ezt alkottuk. :) (Az említett isteneket nem mi találtuk ki, rohír istenségek elvileg.)

Ihless meg, kérünk, ó bölcs Craeftfrea múzsánk,
Hogy hős népünk tetteit illőn zengjük el itten.
Harcosainknak erőt adj, Béma, ezekben a véres,
Vészes időkben. Dómere sorsunk most kegyesen sződd.
Jó termést minekünk ádj, drága Berende, ez évben,
S szép Fáemne, te gyújtsd a remény lángját üde szívben,
Fréaláf népe dicső mód helytállhasson a harcban,
S énekeinkben hős emlékük örökké szálljon.

Tasty horse

Tolkien's universe, fanfic to the margin of the camp I was at last week
The first time Fréaláf and Brandwyn got drunk.
#Fréandwyn

Would do it all again

Remadora oneshot
Inspired by the new Molotov Jukebox song 'If I knew' - though completely different mood and all