Narcissa reflects on her relationship with Bellatrix and her fear of storms. incestual and adult themes

One. One knife. One cut. One girl who feels no pain.

It has been 3 years since the experience with Tom Riddle's diary. But what happens when Tom calls on Ginny in her sleep, begging for her help? Will she be seduced into a web of lies once again? tg

In a palace of marble and glass, I felt as trapped as a songbird in a golden cage.

I am so tired of fighting. Always fighting. For justice. For revenge. For life itself." Ginny calls on an old friend to take away her pain. tg

But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.." Ginny has a secret. When Ron discovers it, everything may change. rg themes of incest, self injury

Love is pain. And Ginny is turning the tables. themes of self inflicted violence, masochism, murdersuicide

His hands are warm. He cannot remember the last time he felt heat. But when he kissed her, she had given him her fire."companion piece to Ice

She is fire, and she burns incessantly. She searches for someone wih ice to match her fire. Someone to extinguish the flame. darkfic,tg, hints of dg

"I tell them I’m not sick. But I know that I am. You are my illness." *implied t/g, self inflicted violence*

"They would never accept that their lion had grown claws..." A dark h/g fic, with a hint of t/g... Not your typical Harry. Implied domestic abuse

I wish you were here with me, to hold my hand. To push the hair out of my eyes and tell me that it’s going to be ok, that someone will come.But you’re not, and no one will. *deathfic*

"You didn’t want them to know. Now they never will. I am doing this for you, you know. I hope you know that."

"He loves you. And I can’t do this to him." Angsty remus/lily

Ginny knows that te way she feels is wrong. She knows that she will never have what she desires. *one sided r/g* *warning: incestual themes*

I listen for footsteps. For any sign of another soul inside this dark place. For any hope. But there is none. *complete*

She loved her, but she loved him. Both gave her something the other did not. She never intended for it to end this way. All she wanted was to have something her own. Her own little secret.

Ginny is slipping away, and her family and friends are paying the toll. Can they pull her back before it is too late?*songfic to "Lithium" by Nirvana*

Nothing is the way it should be when it comes to her. Her hair is too bright and her eyes are too big. Too thin, too pale. Too broken, too deep. She is quicksand, and you are more than willing to sink. *femmeslash**one shot*

Someday he will tell her. She knows that he will. Someday she won't have to cry anymore. Someday he won't turn away. *complete*