Collection of R/H and H/G poetry. Fluffy as a marshmellow, and others not so fluffy...
What happens when Hermione and Ron try to have a Civilized Computer Conversation? All goes wrong (as expected) but what could Ron say to salvage the situation?
What happens when you mix boredom, a few teens, and spiked pumpkin juice? No this isn't a Potion's question. In order to find out, read!