And all she can think is if she had to do it over, she wouldn't choose this, wouldn't choose any of it.

Because their days might be numbered, because they’re standing on the precipice, because they can. They’re silly in love and this could be the last chance they get to say “I love you.” Fred and Alicia jump to keep from falling.

Things have changed.

Don't tell me you love me.

She gives herself to you in bits and pieces and you can’t help but fall a little in love with this beautiful broken girl who wears ribbons and lace for you.

His words are like poison, but you can't help it; you just drink it in, drink it up, because what would you do without him?

She's a butterfly in a milk carton, white lace on the sawed off table. She's that touch of elegance that just looks out of place; she's beautiful and this ugly little world doesn't have a prayer of holding her.

Demelza says goodbye.

Luna is good at finding the beauty in people.

It was worth it. Demelza Robbins, Colin Creevey, and fifty long years.

It doesn't make sense that she would miss it. Lavender and Seamus, after the war.

One hundred prompts. Prompt 87: victim. The first war claims its final victims 30 years late. (Neville wants to crawl into the pyre between his parents and it is only now, when he's 30 and older by the minute, only now that he recognizes his parents as more than corpses.)

Andromeda learns what it means to be brave. (When Andromeda was five, she thought Bellatrix was brave. That hasn't changed.) T for strong language.

The silence says more than her words do, in the end. Luna, and a mourning come twelve years late.

It is easier to cry for small things. (The DA mourns.)

Five times Andromeda saw herself reflected in Augusta Longbottom.

James, Sirius, Peter, and the reluctant Remus fancy themselves Stooges for one memorable week at Hogwarts. What dastardly effects will this have? A response to an I Never challenge at the Teacher's Lounge. T for suggestive material.

Susan Bones has never liked abbreviations or contractions. They feel lazy, cheated.

It's not so much the dark she's afraid of as it is being alone. Neville and Hannah, before, during, and after the war.

Tonks writes to Teddy, the Christmas of 1997. Written for the Christmas Card 1997 challenge over at the Sober Universe.