in which there is a bet, a couple, and, as always, rose and scorpius bickering. -— rosescorpius, all-dialogue, drabble. for all the scorrose shippers still out there; we are a dwindling number!

and what do you know of bravery? / lavender brown thinks the world is just the same scenario played again and again by different casts of characters.

They were just a ragtag team of reckless teenagers with something to prove, and someone told them they could change the world. / Marlene McKinnon is not afraid to die.— order of the phoenix, muggle!au.

At the end of the day, you strip away the nonsense and all you have left is the truth. You can deny it or accept it, but you can't change it. That's the thing about truth; it's absolute. There is no in between. / daphne greengrass remembers.

in which james is bad at wooing the one girl he likes, sirius is always worried about when left to his own devices because he's either plotting or brooding, remus is the most patient gryffindor yet frequently exasperated by his dormmates, peter is the humblest gryffindor around and their house has a betting pool on james and lily getting together. —life, according to the marauders.

All Dominique Weasley really wants is to enjoy her porridge in peace and maybe make it down a corridor one day without someone calling her over, but when your life is full of crazy cousins, their rampant yet ridiculous love lives and a really gorgeous Slytherin Keeper, what's a girl to do? / Welcome to Dominique's world. If you find an escape, do let her know; she's been looking.

nor are we forgiven / they seem to be a perpetual series of almosts-— daphne/oliver, of cowards and death. au, for quidditch league fanfiction competition ninth round.

of revolutionaries, too young for war, and their stars, too old for hope. / marauders era collection. vii: sirius & emmeline.

so take up your graves and walk— they are the children of heroes and they could be gods or monsters, and the world would struggle to know the difference. nextgen collection. xiii: albuslouis

He almost smiles, and somehow it's more sad than if he'd cried. "Coming to a reunion to say goodbye," he says, and it's almost bitter, but not quite, and almost amused, but not quite. "If that's not the most Lucy Weasley thing I've ever heard." / Lucy Weasley is very good at leaving. She's not quite as good at coming home, but she's trying, just this once. —lucy-centric

"If Rolf and Luna brought him…" Albus says slowly, "and Molly gave him to James…" "Then she probably got him off Lorcan!" Rose exclaims. "Hufflepuffs," Albus grumbles, "will be the death of me." / It starts with three bickering cousins. Well, actually, it starts with an invisible pet, but Scorpius doesn't find that out until later. This is not how he expected to make friends.

"What about the flirting?" James asks. Marlene's face does something complicated. "That comes under the bad with feelings territory," she says wryly after a moment, but James can't quite shake the feeling that there's more to it that she's not telling him. / Sirius is bad at dealing with emotions, but James might not be as good at recognising them as he thinks. —modern muggle!au

"I'm going back to the Manor," Draco says, trying to be casual even though the meaning is anything but. Everyone immediately goes quiet. They all know the Manor is where Bellatrix is, where the prisoners are being kept, and what it'll mean when Draco goes back there. / For better or worse, the Slytherins are a unit. —a snapshot of the slytherin seventh years during the war

There is a traitor in the Order, and it's constantly in the back of Remus' head, like two dots he doesn't want to connect. / Remus Lupin sits on a roof and tries to scour the taint of war from his soul, and Marlene McKinnon remembers the eyes of every person she fights, no matter how much she drinks to forget. —remus lupin and the impossibilities of trust in war time

it goes like this: when james shows up on his doorstep in the pouring rain with a baby and heartbreak written into his bones, albus' heart stops. / albus potter learns about love, loss and learning to grow from his brother. —albus & james, a baby called letty, and navigating the world when there's no statute of limitations on feelings and your brother's ex makes your heart stop.

There is something raw and jagged searing through her chest, ricocheting around her ribs like a bullet unable to escape. It feels like a broken promise. It feels like a broken heart. / cho chang is worth discovering. —cho-centric, learning who she is through the years of love and loss and what's left behind.

"I do think fifteen is too young to expect people to make decisions for the rest of their life," Professor Longbottom says quietly, which she assumes is meant to be comforting but isn't, really. Her problem isn't that she doesn't know what to do with the rest of her life—her problem is that she doesn't know if anyone will support her. / Roxanne Weasley has a dream. —roxanne-centric

James is seventeen, and has been immersed in rumours and expectations of his exploits for so long that he doesn't even know how to find himself inside of it all. And if he can't find himself, well—at least this feels good, and he has someone to lie beside each night. There are worse things than never having to be alone. / James Potter doesn't know himself as well as he should.

He is a boy built of errant dreams and sharp angles, of glass smiles and something impossible to catch in his silver eyes. He looks like an angel who got lost and forgot how to fly, and she's suddenly very aware of the jackhammering of her heartbeat. / Scorpius Malfoy may be the one mystery she still wants to keep solving. —rosescorpius

Rose—unflappable, sarcastic, witty, funny Rose, who loves her family and hates the press, who could be anything she wanted if she put her mind to it but sits on windowsills hundreds of feet in the air and doesn't sleep—looks at him with surprise. "I'm always all right," she says. Scorpius gives her a flat look. / Scorpius doesn't know everything, but he knows Rose. —rosescorpius