This the story about Lily Evans and Sirius Black, and a forbidden love that was never put in the first place, and in the end, never really made a difference. But still, it was there all along.

A James with dirty hair takes Lily Evans on a late night walk. For no reason whatsoever.

...as if it was his last sanction. and in some way, it was. LE/SB.

Short drabbles/oneshots from various points of view. "...she swiftly looked away from the madness that was his tarnished soul..."

Sirius/Lily poem. Angsty.

Every night is a vigil, every day is a promise. A story about Narcissa's role as a wife during the glory days of the Dark Lord.

... and she's still up. Trying to breathe. A Lucius/Narcissa poem.

Narcissa Black seldom smiles. And when she does, it never really reaches her eyes.

The last meeting between the Evans sister as told by me.

Poem. Narcissa/Lucius. During the 70's. He's gone as usual. She misses him, as usual.