Seven times Peter Pettigrew's conscience nearly caught up with him.

Gideon Prewett learns to let go.

Not many will find her name on any memorial, not many will remember. She's just a nameless, anonymous casualty, but even in her last moments, Lisa Turpin can't regret.

"Of course it's missing something vital. That's the point." Dennis Creevey takes up his brother's camera after the war.

Twelve times Marlene McKinnon hid from the world, and one time it found her.

The empty spaces, the quiet where there should be voices are like scars, too, ugly rents of malformed healing, and they're more painful than the ones she wears inlaid in her flesh. Lavender Brown drabble.

It would have been a good year...12 months Fabian Prewett never lived.

They bury her two weeks shy of her twentyeighth birthday, and she doesn't look herself. Funeral flowers thread the air and it is only in death that Marlene McKinnon does not smell of ash. DARK ONESHOT.

He's just about to leave, to go and fight and maybe not return, when he turns to look, just one more time, at the beautiful mess he'd made of his life. Kingsley Shacklebolt, before the Battle of Hogwarts, wonders: We're all human, aren't we?

How Alastor Moody came to use his flask, and six other drabbles on the man before MadEye.

Andromeda sings one last lullaby to her daughter. DH spoilers.