PART 3: SEQUEL TO PHOENIX RISING. What if Sherlock had a sister ... a magical sister? One he had completely forgotten and who had spent her life in a mental institution ... In Azkaban?

Random encounters between a seemingly cold-hearted consulting detective and a walking ray of sunshine. Knowing Luna though, they probably aren't random at all.

Son père (John Watson) l'a forcée à trouver un travail, l'ami de son père (Lestrade) l'a aidé un trouver un job de barrista. Un de ses clients (Drago Malefoy) est vraiment un petit con. Mais elle a l'habitude des petits cons, le meilleur ami de son père (Sherlock Holmes) est le roi des petits cons. Elle ? C'est Elizabeth Watson. UA Coffeeshop, slowburn!

La dernière année à Poudlard,peut être la dernière année tout court pour la fille de John Watson, idiote de Gryffondor, et petite amie de George Weasley. Elizabeth Watson a décidé de rester à Poudlard, pour le meilleur, le pire et surtout surtout pour s'assurer que Peeves emmerde les Carrows comme il se doit.

Sherlock/HP Au: When Sherlock jumps, Joan receives a letter from her cousin asking her to take care of her son, knowing something bad was to happen to him. In heartbreak, she looks for her cousin and when she finds out what is going on, she gets help from Mycroft and gets Harry to be with her. Now Harry is being raised by Joan and the Consulting Detective(Updating chapters)

There's a witch living at 221B Baker Street under the watchful eye of Sherlock Holmes, the famous detective. Can she keep the wizarding world hidden from the detective or will he discover the magical world beyond his logical world?

On one of these days the routine of managing the worlds most smartest detective is interrupted by a pair of wizards that are knowing the truth of John Watson. Harry Potter, a wizard of reputation and Hermione Granger, Head Unspeakable, are paying a visit to Baker Street 221b. Sex, Violence and a strange friendship ensues. Part 2 of the preludes to Potters Wars

She was forced into the Veil. As soon as she stepped through, the Veil was destroyed. She awakened in a new world similar to her own but without the magic. She still had her magic of course and what she had been given by the goblins mere hours before her wrongful execution. Luckily the nitwits never bothered to check if she even had her wand on her. Ten years after arriving...FEMHP

Mycroft initially had not minded Sherlock dating some guy that helped to somehow take care of him. He also had not cared when Sherlock had cheated and the other guy ended their relationship without words. But now his brother's ex was his new bodyguard of sorts, and he the previous knowledge of him led to a lot more than a business relationship. Slash. One-shot.

Deux hommes. Deux hommes si différents, et pourtant si semblables. Rien ne les poussait à se rencontrer, et pourtant tout les poussait à se rencontrer. Depuis l'instant de leur naissance,depuis la naissance de leurs parents, de leurs grands-parents, du premier être, il était gravé quelque part dans les astres, quelque part dans la poussière, en lettres de néant, leur rencontre.

Eight brothers on the way to greatness - or how else do you call it when you're looking for the perfect boyfriend for your baby sister? "Wait - you want to find Hermione a boyfriend? She's barely out of her nappies!" Poor Hermione, poor wizarding world - they won't know what hit them when the Granger-Holmes Brothers finally start on their quest! Sequel to "Confession Time"

In which a puzzling case leaves Sherlock Holmes in over his head yet again.

Vernon is dead. That event shattered Petunia's perfect little world. Now she is forced to live a not so ordinary life with her anything but normal new acquaintances. Oh, bugger!

So that's how the solar system was 'deleted'.

There was a shot fired. The clear ringing of a gun... But it wasn't his. Sherlock grins as he realises he was saved by the one man who can create a brand of chaos even Mycroft is hard pressed to control. And all without even being present. It's always nice to know your personal guardian angel is still hanging around and annoying your elder brother...

Lorsque Harry était entré dans sa vie, Sherlock découvrit qu'il existait des personnes sur cette planète réussissant l'exploit de détracter son don de déduction. Oui, Harry était spécial, il était si facile de lire sur son visage, pourtant il ne cessait de sursauter à chaque nouvelle découverte. Avec lui, Sherlock n'est pas au bout de ses peines...

A little fic about Hermione residing in 221C. Started out as a snippet of Hermione meeting Sherlock but bits and pieces keep popping into my head... I don't know where this is going but I'll keep writing it as it comes! Update: Mrs. Hudson had an idea and I think I'm going to run with it.

When Harry was in his Auror training, he assigned a mission with the British Government. However, Harry finally got hurt badly and he decided to…

Once upon a time, a wizard met a squib. Then she ceased to exist. Didn't she? A Mollcroft story. HP crossover. (Rewrite of 'Irises').

These are the side stories on the I Will Not Bow universe.

The master detective Sherlock Holmes, and his equally talented partner John Watson, happen upon the biggest secret of modern time. After noticing a series of odd occurrences... too odd to be mere coincidence.

Sherlock and John meet at Hogwarts when they are eleven years old. From Quidditch games to magical creatures, Hogwarts has a lot in store for these two boys who connect immediately. A series of oneshots. Potter!lock is my true love. I do not own these characters, I simply enjoy writing about/reading about/watching them. Continuing readers, the summary changed, story hasn't.

John has a very special surprise for Sherlock

Harry, Ron and Hermione are back for another year at Hogwarts, along with Sherlock Holmes, John Watson and Castiel Edlund. The heir of Slytherin is at large and Gilderoy Lockhart catches Sherlock's attention. He investigates, but loses focus on the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets. Will he catch up in time?

They eventually ended up upstairs, where people rarely ventured. John sat at a table while Sherlock continued to search. He pulled a book out and flipped it open to look at the pages. Just as he did, light shone through one of the windows and illuminated him. Motes of dust drifted around his soft curls. Sunlight bounced off his high cheekbones, his lips pressed together. Johnlock