LilySirius —- she is just as perfect as everyone expects her to be. except, when she's around him, she's just not.

RemusSirius, RemusTonks —- he is storm clouds and unlit cigarettes where she is bubblegum laughs and technicolour smiles. choosing is always the hardest part.

BlaiseDaphne —- time is never kind to those who have found happiness. they are no exception.

SiriusMarlene —- but they always picked each other up, rose like twin phoenixes from the dying embers, because, although they were a boy with a charming smile, and a girl with a disarming laugh, together they were golden —- they loved and died with furious, reckless abandon.

DorcasBenjy —- the end of everything and another pair of fresh graves dug into frozen ground.

RemusSirius

AliceBellatrix —- life's unfair, but, really, what did she expect

OliverMarcus —- flint, falls, and first i-love-you's

DracoHermione —- hermione's late, but draco's timing has never been more perfect

RonDean —- barbeques and british summertime, and it's all for them

RemusSirius —- spin the bottle and hope it lands on you

JamesNarcissa —- summer love can only last until the leaves start falling

the setting sun bathes the grounds in an unearthly golden glow as blaise sprints across the lawns that stretch out in front of the castle. It is his favourite time of day, this, when everything seems to come alive, turn from the ordinary greens and browns to something else. / or, blaise will do anything for her, but maybe that's not enough. BlaiseDaphne

after what seemed like an age, the final bell rung and the class erupted into whoops of celebration and hugging; paper and textbooks were chucked into the air excitedly. sirius surveyed the scene so proudly that one would have thought he'd orchestrated it himself. / the final day of school and sirius goes to a concert in london. a classic tale of boy meets boy. SiriusRemus

"i just don't want to be that person, living my life as something broken. and if I don't talk about it, it's almost like the cracks aren't there." "i understand," marlene said simply and they just sat together, as the colours of dawn painted the horizon red and gold. / everything she is is all he ever needed. SiriusMarlene

this wasn't a fairytale and happy endings were not made for girls like them. they were star-crossed lovers, destined to whisper promises in dark, empty rooms instead of shouting them for the world to hear —- BellatrixAlice, and the impossible.

CharlieTonks —- she is as close to perfect as he has ever seen and so he says he loves her, without really knowing what it means.

BlaiseDaphne —- they aren't the heroes of this story.

we stop, on a bridge that overlooks a small pond, the moonlight dancing off the still water. it is gorgeous and romantic, like something out of a movie, and I can't help but wonder.../ or, for hermione, the night is full of surprises. Draco/Hermione, a proposal

the light in the kitchen is dim, casting shadows over her parents' tired faces as they all sit in the kitchen. molly can feel the tension in the room, the ticking time bomb ready to go off. / or, we all have to choose between the things we love. and molly weasley ii loves to dance.