Mudblood. Lily didn't know what that meant, but she could tell it didn't have any good connotations by the tone of his voice and the disgusted looks the others were giving her. She felt tears stinging her eyes. "It means 'dirty blood', or a witch or wizard with Muggle parents," Sirius explained. First year fic. R&R.

James wants to propose to Lily. But a Marauder's proposal must be nothing less than spectacular. - "Besides, I don't think going along with Sirius' idea or mine is the key to this. I think it has to come from within you. That's what Lily would like best," he continued, causing a thoughtful expression to come over James' face.

He gave in to his curiosity, leaning forward slightly to reach her hair. He gave it an experimental pull, before yanking it hard. She let out a shrill scream, whipping around to catch the culprit. She decided then and there that she hated James Potter. - AU. Snippets of Jily from age 5 to 20. First 7 scenes correspond to each of their Hogwarts years.

He stared at her, his chest heaving as he took in sharp breaths. "Don't come after me," he said finally, before turning on his heel and slamming the study door shut. She stood there, tears pouring down her cheeks openly now.

They've been saying mean things about you. About you, Father, for your mistakes; about you, Mother, for marrying a Death Eater; about Grandmother, for being the perfect pureblood trophy wife; and most of all, about Grandfather. I hate it here! - A series of letters, as the Malfoys discuss their mistakes during the war.

Potter's love for you and the way he gallantly jumped wandless in front of the Dark Lord to buy you a few more minutes, is known to every man, woman and child in our society. But nobody knows of the love I hold for you. Potter may have changed for you, Lily, but I changed too.

Perhaps there was no end to a love like the one he had for Lily - one that extended beyond friends and lovers, to something more if that was possible; one that was capable to changing his very identity and thereby, his Patronus.

Letters from different characters after different incidents. IMPORTANT: This story was initially named Letters to Ourselves.

Magic has always been part of my life, but never a part of me. It surrounds me, consumes me, burns me. It tortures me; to know it's so close, and yet, I can never have it. I am Molly Audrey Weasley. I am a Squib.

"Teenage boys like playing around with pretty girls. Our little girl will always be too good for them, so we'll need to test them properly before letting them anywhere near her," Harry explained" - "We're deciding how to protect the baby girl," James spilled. "Harry Potter," Ginny said, a warning note present in her voice. "You better not become one of those overprotective fathers"

First trip to Hogsmeade. What exactly do Ron and Hermione get up to without Harry? Third year fic. Oneshot. R&R

"No new parent knows what's expected of them - it's like taking a plunge without knowing how deep you're diving."

A doe. A stag. A perfect match for a stag. A perfect match for a doe. Lily. James. Soulmates.

An analysis of Tom Riddle's character.