There's only so much a man can take. When John finally breaks, after Sherlock, after Mary, after everything that's happened to him, he vanishes – a suitcase in his right hand, his baby daughter in his left. The three cleverest people in England haven't a clue where he's gone... until three long years pass by.

Maybe, one day, she could hide under a guise of her own, under a name that fit her as well as Lincoln did in her dress pocket while he slept. But for now, she would live on as Alyssa. Until the name moved on from her, or she moved on from it. Whichever came first.

All John and Mary Watson wanted was a nice evening out; the functionality of the pink nappy bag, the three vengeful gunmen, and the unpleasant revisit to the past had not exactly been on their game plan. On the bright side, at least the baby was safe with Sherlock... Right?

Albus Dumbledore looked up at the peeling sign that introduced the crumbling building of which he currently stood in front as 'Stockholm Orphanage – Loving Home for Children'. Perhaps he had made a bigger mistake than he realised when he left Harry Potter on the doorsteps of his relatives.

During the Great Battle of Hogwarts, there were fifty casualties; fifty precious lives were ruined as they fought for something they believed in. But out of the many that fell, only a few were remembered. Here are the stories of a few in the background who lay, forgotten, amidst the long rows of the dead.