Hello Fellow Fanficers!

I'm Prongs. I love Harry Potter, Sailor Moon, Harry Potter and Tamora Pierce. And heaps of other things that I'm too lazy to put down. My favourite past times are writing fanfics, surfing the net, reading(especially Tammy P and JKR) and laughing with my friends and listening to music. My friends are Moony, Padfoot, Kathy, Jade and Lily. (Nicknames derived from Hogwarts A History by xMissxUnderstoodx).

My Finished stories include both my carols but not Ginny's Wish. But I'll finish it someday. Right now I'm working on Harry Potter and the Hidden Order. Also my friends Moony and Padfoot and I are writing a joint fic. It will eventually be up on The Love Dragons profile. It's called fluffy pink handcuffs and is extreme erotic fiction (Warning: Slash extreme sexual content)

I heart all types of fanfiction, but especially DM/HP slashes. I dig anything sus, kooky, sexual, marauder related or really just anything that combine HP with sex. Check out my friends work, Dark Elven Princess and The Love Dragon. I also rate xMissxUnderstoodx. If you want to be on my friends list then R&rR my stories and send me a request to R&R yours.

For my devoted song fans I have written another marauder song (sorry about the wait). It's based on my national anthem, Advance Australia Fair. If I get a heap more reviews I'll promise to write another shortly. (I always appreciate suggestions for songs to parodise)

This is Prongs, signing off.

P.s: How BRILLIANT was the seventh novel?

P.p.s: HELP! I need help with songs to parodise. I prefer christmas carols but I'll try anything!

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the woman who died when the EMT stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my 'kind.'
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

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