It's a shade too dark, he's a shade too grim. She's just a little bit too angry and they run in shades of grey. Twenty-six drabbles of their lives, from school til death, done by the alphabet.

Pre-OotP, post-GoF. Drabble. Sirius and Remus drink to Peter Pettigrew, of all people. Why, though? After all, he's a traitor. But he was also one of their best friends, and a Marauder. And the Marauders solemnly swore never to abandon one of their own.

A whole bunch of one shots, mainly about the Marauders, but I might throw some other people in. MWPP era. Rating inside for every story.

MWPP Era AU. In which the Marauders are Private Investigators, Voldemort attempts to build a criminal empire and plenty of shenanigans are involved when they try to stop him. Featuring Peter the second-hand furniture store owner, Remus the badass, Bellatrix the exotic dancer, Tom Riddle - office worker by day, crime lord by night.

Oneshot. James Potter is less than perfect, and the way he proposes to Lily Evans is less than perfect and just a little bit awkward.

One shot, freeverse. Andromeda wonders if she's happier now that she's run away.

Short one shot. The war is almost certainly lost, the Dark Lord will never rise. But what does that matter? His role is to shed blood, and shed blood he does. This is his game, his war. He will win.

What is love? Andromeda and Narcissa say it's their weak pretenses, but Bella wonders if it might be what she's doing now: running through the streets with Rodolphus, a muggle auror chasing them, and the blaze of the fires they lit burning the sky.

A muggle policeman finds himself running after a thief - who just happens to be a wizard who always gets what he wants, and now is no exception - and wonders just what he's done to deserve this. One-shot.

Augustus Rookwood likes muggle pubs, but he likes this one best, because there's an idiot challenging him to a game... One-shot.

One-shot. Rabastan Lestrange is dead, but he figures it could have been worse.

Drabble, freeverse. At the trial of the Lestranges and Crouch Jr., Druella Black watches and muses on how surreal it all is.