"Darkness will fall, we never quite thought we could lose it all" 1980. The First Wizarding War is at its peak. People are dying, people are vanishing. Chaos reigns. Falling in love right now is impractical, Lyra reminds herself. She's dealing with far too much as it is, which is why it's so fucking annoying that she can't get him out of her head.

It's been 19 years since the Dark Lord was defeated, and still his curse lives on for Neville. His parents are still in St Mungos, with no chance of ever leaving. But when Luna discovers and old recipe using a plant, Neville's best subject, they brew it together in the hopes of curing his parents. AU/Head canon, One shot, Fralice, Complete.

"I love you, Sirius," she murmured, eyes sliding shut, breathing steadying. "I love-" Green light engulfed her body, flickering like fire, lighting up the shadows of the room, the sound of those two words forever engraved in Sirius' memory.

You can't help who you fall in love with, they both knew that. Not that it comforted them any. Marlene didn't want to love Sirius (the arrogant douche); Sirius didn't want to fall for Marlene (bloody emotional bird) - fate, it seemed, decided differently. Rated M for torture, adult themes and mild smut. Mainly Blackinnon with Remry and eventual Jily.

Outside the war is raging on, and more and more people are dying. Even though they had learned to expect it, some deaths are sprung on you at a moment's notice and leave you reeling for ever. This was such a death. Blackinnon, rated T for death and mild language. Marauders Era Post-Hogwarts

"Get out of my house!" "No, Marlene I-" he protested. "NOW BLACK!" Blackinnon One-Shot I wrote at school. Remember Read and Review! Rated T because I suck at rating.

He was fire. She was ice. He was raging, a flame that refused to go out, ever changing, unpredictable. She was cool, indifferent, above everyone else and proud of the fact. He was Sirius Black, she was Marlene McKinnon and together they were everything.