Oneshot. 'He loved the way she couldn’t lift one eyebrow couldn’t whistle, snap, or swim, but her lips could lift into a perfect, heartskipping smile.' R&R.

“Don’t you even think about it,” she’d hiss. And then she’d turn sharply on her heel, her vibrant red hair almost slapping him in the face, before she stomped off. But he could still smell her perfume...LJ, songfic.

Oneshot. His cologne infiltrated your sense you could smell it, and it made you dizzy. You were scared you’d fall, but a voice in the back of your head said easily, He’ll catch you.

Songfic. But then he’d see her in the corridor, and her green eyes would be alight with laughter at something someone said, and her hair would catch the light like it always seemed to, and he would swear it was almost as if she was wearing a halo.

Victoria had never led a normal life, but in her Seventh Year, life at Hogwarts gets all the more complicated. She trips more, she gets in trouble more, she blushes more, but perhaps this is just the beginning of her life. And it all started with a boy.

Lily has finally become a Healer. And one of her first patients? James Potter, who she thought had left her life three years ago. Now he expects them to pick up where they left off, except there's one problem: she's engaged.

Am I the only one not on–ah, fire! My foot!" James yelled, picking up his foot and spinning in a circle. "I stepped in the fire! Bugger, I stepped in the fire!" LJ, AU, post-Hogwarts. Pure chaos.

He walked towards me again. He came right up to me and placed his hands on my hips, leaning down and kissing me straight on the mouth. Insane? Yes. But in that moment, he was all I had. And that’s how I found myself sleeping with Sirius Black.

Four girls. Four goals. Insert skinny-dipping, stealing boyfriends, persuading guys to do the nasty with you, and seducing Sirius Black and we are in for one hell of a ride.

Who was he to want you, anyway? To need you? You told yourself he didn't. You told yourself you were a game. You knew you were lying." Oneshot, LJ.

And while we're on the topic of legs, could you refrain from staring at mine? It gives me goose bumps." Songfic. R&R. LJ.

She was indecisive, he sent mixed signals. They were sure for disaster, but they came together one magical summer after she has to leave her American life behind. But of course, nothing ever came easy with the two of them. New summary, same story. LJ AU.

He hated the way you held hands with your friends in the hall. The way you smiled at practically everyone you saw except him drove him insane. You were a bad habit to him, but he couldn’t seem to stop, and he hated you for it.