"Ugh," Alfred groused, "you're such a dick." "Takes one to know one," Isabelo chirped. :: Since the war ended, Alfred and Isabelo's relationship has become . . . complicated, to say the least. The morning after another night together, the two nations share a smoke. Amephil. Sequel to no place in the world (like manila).

It was a simple enough agenda: take Hermione out to dinner, have a good time, walk her home, and hopefully end the night with the confirmation of a second date. :: But, as usual, things didn't go as planned, and Ron and Hermione are left to deal with the awkward aftermath.

"Seriously, what's wrong with holding on to me while we're both on a midnight cruise on my awesome bike? I know some girls who would kill for the opportunity—" "That's kind of the problem, mate. 'Cause I'm not a bloody bird." :: Men do not hold on to Sirius Black while flying on his godforsaken bike. Only girls. However, Sirius kind of wants to prove James wrong on that fact.

"That is not a toy snake! That is Nagini. Fear him, Al. Fear his teeth most of all. They're sharp. Snape's wiener can attest to that." :: All-dialogue, crack, drabble, Next Gen—James, Al, and Lily are Starkids watching AVPM.

This is just a note, a little piece of paper containing words that hold basically no meaning whatsoever. :: A memoir is many things. It is a biography, an essay, or an account of something particularly noteworthy. James Potter readily considers his son's seventeenth birthday as this, and writes his own. Only he isn't there.

" So I noticed you were looking at Scorpius in this dopey 'why-can't-I-ever-have-him' gaze and that you suddenly hated Woodcrass for no reason. Which is fine by me. She's kind of a bitch-prude." :: It's this sort of thing in which Al really doesn't know what's going on with his life, and Lily decides to confront him about his Not Jealousy over Scorpius and Jane. AlScorp.

No greetings. No warnings. Nothing but Ron seeing Harry across the room, bloody and dirty and alive, and feeling like crying. :: It's funny how one of the first and most important friendships in the series is terribly undermined. Drabble.

He holds James tighter when they leave, because Teddy is a mellow guy, he is, but he hates that just loving a person means that they're automatically in a relationship. :: Teddy loves James, but that doesn't mean he's in love with James, and it's more than ridiculous because nobody seems to get that.

All work, no play; that should've made him Dull Boy Jack. Oh no, instead, he's Boy Who Lived Harry Potter. :: He wonders if his friends will remember him after his death. Drabble.

Al makes his heart race. Basically all of the time. :: Scorpius has this bit of a problem where he's in love with his best friend. Drabble.

It's to Hermione, to Ron, and to Harry. It's after the war, in the Three Broomsticks, that they realize that they will never let go of each other. Before, during, after...never. They're the Golden Trio. They're to the edge of the earth. :: The pseudo-sequel to Always, with quotes taken from 30 Seconds To Mars' This Is War.

"Why is it, whenever something happens, it is always you three?" What a good question. :: Three times that Hermione, Ron, and Harry found it difficult to sleep in that blasted tent. / He thinks of them together. As a trio. Like they always have been. Quotes from "C'mon" by Panic! In The Disco and fun. NOMINATED FOR BEST DRAMA-ANGST FIC ON HP FANFIC SPRING-SUMMER AWARDS.

"I want one with spots. I want it to be white. I want it to be white with black spots, like some kind of poor bloke with a really bad case of spattergroit and dragon pox mixed in one—" :: It's going to be Lily's first year at Hogwarts, and first years at Hogwarts require a pet. Unfortunately for Harry, finding one for his daughter is especially hard. And entertaining, but yeah.

"What? I was just thinking that you three inherited your interviewing skills from your father." :: The unintended sequel for Interviews Went Wrong, with less talking about homework and more singing! Everyone loves singing, right? Ah well, whatever, but James, Al, and Lily argue about naming an avocado! Normal, right? Probably not, but as Linda tells us, they are completely bonkers.

"A word of advice for the kids reading this: Never become an Auror. Ever. Homework is terrible and should be defeated. Become a teacher instead. This way, you get to hand out the homework instead of doing it." :: Harry Potter has never been good with the press. This time, it includes homework, ice cream, rainbow sprinkles, and more complaints about homework. It doesn't go well.

Growl. Step back. Open wide. Roar. Lion, aren't you? Are you brave enough? Strong enough? Are you Gryffindor enough? :: Three lions, who aren't credited enough for being exactly that.

Cedric laughed, and Amos laughed too, because he lived to see his little boy smile. :: One. Two. Three. Will you count the days until we say goodbye with me? It's a countdown, love. It has to end somewhere. Happy Father's Day.

In a fairytale, there will always be a princess and a prince. But there was never a princess or a prince. Just Sirius and James. And by god, look at how that turned out. :: Drabble, nonsensical, angst, and SBJP.

"This was the day Ron Weasley ran up to Harry Potter and hugged him tight, because in all their years of self-sacrifice, they never got a chance to." :: Post-DH. Drabble. Harry/Ron friendship.

He doesn't have anything to be sad about, and George is confused, because Fred's here with him, right? :: Fred's death in the eye of his twin, because George lost more than a half. He lost the whole that made him a twin.