Colin, a sixteen year old half-blood Hufflepuff, finds herself wandering Muggle London alone, wandless. Never thinking she would honestly be needing her wand on a crowded muggle street late at night, she is proven wrong. If only she could have been proven right that night.

Walking her down the aisle would have been my proudest moment of my life... [Draco/OC]

The war was over. It was done, truly and finally done. But what happens when Maeve finally realizes that he's never coming back? What happens when she finally lets go of him? Will she be in peace, or just more sorrow? [Draco/OC]

This subject came easy to me and if Malfoy screwed up my grade due to his damned laziness in anything Snape taught, then I would be one witch on a run with my first kill under my wand and Malfoy would cut his life full of money short and quickly. [Draco/OC]

Scorpius had the entire date perfectly planned out to be completely flawless. Too bad he didn't count on his best friend's interference.