She wasn't always this way. Somewhere, deep below the insanity that coats her, Bellatrix knows that, once upon a time, she wasn't this way. Bella reflects. one-shot.
Because poison is all you are, all you'll ever be. Draco reflects. One-shot.
She yelled, she cried, she broke things, then Tonks realised she had everything she needed. One-shot.
Narcissa contemplates love, expectations, and cold. One shot.
Sirius' life was full of broken promises and abandoment. One-shot.
Andromeda left her family, but she was never truly free. One-shot.
12 year old Teddy attends the annual memorial night, unsure how to feel. One-shot.
Harry wrote to his estranged family whenever he had a child...Here's nine moments in time...One-shot.
He found their house, their bodies...and this is his final goodbye. Sirius-centric one-shot.
He was the last to arrive, the last to know, the last to say goodbye. One-shot.
He stands, horrified and frozen, and Regulus realises he can't kill.
The Weasley family through the eyes of an outsider - Scorpius attends a family party. Lily/Scorpius. One-shot.
Hogwarts answers the questions of those who ask. Teddy Lupin is a child of war, and he has many questions.
Halloween one-shot. Ron takes the kids trick-or-treating, and answers Lily's questions.
Ginny-centric one-shot. Part of the battle; and the moment she and Bill first saw Fred's body. "And she let him hug her, and fell against him, because she knew it was true."
They both knew this was it; their future, forever, and always. Teddy/Victoire one-shot.
Three-part Harry/Ginny songfic. From the physical distance to the emotional one, eventually they had to let it go and learn to live.
Short one shots, not drabbles, of various eras, character and genres. - Because life's all jigsaw pieces, they just don't always fit -
"She was wearing a thin, dark blue dressing gown, and fluffy orange slippers. Her hair was bright pink, falling halfway down her back in curls. She looked a little ridiculous. She looked like home." Remus returns, for the last time. One-shot.
Because the real problem with reality is that there's no background music. Series of song-inspired vignettes.