They dress Astoria up in silk ball gowns and emerald jewelled tiaras and her eyes shine with the pleasure of being the centre of attention whilst you're left to make do and mend with rags and a plastic cracking crown because, really, why would they give the girl that's just going to fade into the background diamonds and silver? —-Daphne Greengrass in 10 drabbles

You fill the empty, white space between you with notes and crescendos and you let the treble clef bind you together – tie you up in knots and pull you closer, closer, closer still, maybe even too close. —-Louis, Lucy, painting cerulean sonatas across honey skin and flying without wings —for Cassidy.

for i shall cling on to your silver streaked rib-cage, that encircles lavender smoke and aureolin desire until the day i die —-james, dominique and holding on for all of eternity —freeverse, for ali

At the end of the day, you have loved and you have been loved and you have felt the sun from both sides and, darling, that's more than most people get in a lifetime —-Parvati, Lavender and learning that only the lucky don't get burnt —for Paula

Maybe tomorrow she'll run a little faster or stretch her arms out further but, today, she is Lucy Weasley and she is stuck in her crumbling palace of make believe games and pretending and she will never escape —-Lucy, chasing after glory days and being dealt a royal flush

He knows that wild hearts can't run forever and maybe one day, Scorpius will melt back into his arms —-Albus and Scorpius, chasing the sun from east to west.

Everyone always thought that it would be Lily – feisty Lily, another hurricane heart with blazing hair that the inferno boy could hold in his arms but, instead, he's clutching Sirius' jagged silhouette against his chest —-Sirius and James fall from the heavens and into each other's aureolin arms —for Cassidy

Sirius sits in his faded crimson dormitory room and he thinks of the days when he wasn't so hauntingly broken —-Sirius and James, wondering when the stars went out —freeverse, for Cass

Every life is filled with the refractions of a heartbreak that has echoed across their story for the whole of eternity —-forty-nine times Albus and Scorpius' story ended in a jagged heart and one time they managed to hold on —a collection of aus:: i. they long to find their place amongst the gods, university!au

She watches them all slowly slip away, until all that's left is her own wilting fate.

They could lock me up in chains and place you in a faraway tower, but somehow still, I would come back for you – I would walk across hot coals just to hold your body against mine and I would battle dragons just to feel your skin on my skin —-Scorpius writes Lily a letter he will probably never send

Somewhere out there, a child is growing up, with the names of the lost loves of the past on the tip of her tongue —-Every life they lead always seems to follow the same path: he always leaves and he never returns —a reincarnation story, for Lady

This time, our princess isn't content to wait around in towers and our prince hasn't always been the knight in shining armour, but that doesn't mean that it's any less remarkable —-James, Lily and stepping into the light —for Cass

Ted whispers something that sounds like leaving home and falling in love and Andromeda is glad that he can't hear the speed that her heart beats at —-The stars in the sky align, because today is the day that Andromeda Black will escape.

All he is, is a broke artist with unusual powers that sometimes plays the hero, who meets a fiery boy in an alleyway and slowly falls in love —-Dean and Seamus become corrupted by power and all its burning splendour —superhero!AU, for Laura

Lily's heart stops. It fails her. There is nothing poetic about that kind of death —-All heroes must die eventually and the Potter family are no exception to that rule —for Bree

Ron Weasley has faced Death Eaters and ten foot spiders and somehow, he has managed to survive this and the girl with the books and all the answers is content to spend a lifetime in his arms —-Ron and Hermione spend a lazy Saturday morning in bed together

The flowers strewn across the floor wilt and somewhere out there, a baby with its fate etched across its bones cries into the blackened night —a reincarnation story, for Sophy.

"You've dedicated your whole life to acrylic and canvas, but what about love?" —-In which Klaus Mikaelson is a broke artist, looking for his big break and Caroline Forbes is a wannabe actress, who responds to an advertisement in her local coffee shop for a painter's model —Klaroline AU, for Ali

Because war is not, despite what people say, over when the word 'armistice' is uttered or the last shot fired —for Amber.