"The I can love you if you let me stance." Helga said with quotation marks. "But I am going to let you know now Salazar that you are wrong. You cannot love me and you don't want to either. You are just here because Rowena grew tired of your fighting, the constant push and pulling thing that you two have going on."

He could feel his heart beating. It wasn't supposed to be beating? The last thing he remembered was being knocked unconscious by a wall. He didn't have time to finish the thought but he could feel that he wasn't going to make it. But if he was dead, why was his heart still beating? As if he had read Fred's mind George answered. "You're not dead."

Sirius couldn't cry. The only thing he could do was smile as his broken pieces mended themselves in the presence of the people he loved. Unlike when Harry was born there were words strong enough to describe the feeling in his body; this is love and this is where I'm home.

Rodolphus was amused. It was hard not to be and he, once again, thanked his lucky stars that he was so observant and most people around him was not. If only they saw the way Pansy Parkinson looked at Daphne Greengrass. If only they saw the way that the two women took every measure possible for the chance of briefly touching each other. But they didn't. No one did. Other than him.

In order to create something, you need the five elements: fire, wood, metal, water and earth. How ironic is it that in order to destroy you need the very same forces? WARNING: Major character death.

Draco knew at some point he was going to meet the love of his life again and when he did he was going to tell her that he didn't hide from the world. She would smile and read his mind the way she always seemed to do. And she would see that hiding behind his words was a lingering truth that Draco had only dared say on his deathbed. He was done being the waiting man.

At first sight it would appear as if they had very little in common other than their red hair and their common ancestor Molly Weasley. But when you looked beneath the surface what you found was that all four women were powerful beyond measure and they would forever be there for each other with the every so comforting sentence; for you I will do anything.

Teddy stopped mid-movement. "Are you saying that maybe something happened between them? Between my dad and Sirius?" Harry shrugged. "Not at all. I am merely saying that some things you do not write down. That does not mean that it never happened or that it was any less true."

Rowena thought that she was going to cry, she believed she was going to lose her calm and intelligent outer and for once fall victim for her emotions. But she did not. No, because Rowena was glad that it was over.

He did not believe in love at first sight. It would probably come like a shock to most people; that Godric Gryffindor – the courageous man who believed in fighting for what was right and who cherished friendship above many other things – did not believe in love at first sight. Then he met Helga.

Twenty-two girls in one. All of them powerful. All of the versions of Helga equally beautiful in its own way. All of them afraid of something. And as Rowena held the woman close to her body she hoped that maybe one day Helga would tell her what that was. But until then Rowena was going to keep loving her.

Draco Malfoy did not see it coming. Neither did Harry Potter. Ginny Potter however was not surprised when she realized that her daughter was in a relationship with Scorpius Malfoy.

Victoire nodded. "How come you never fell for him?" I did. Lavender thought to herself. But instead she laughed and shook her head. "He's my best friend." And I love him to bits and pieces but he will never ever want to be with me that way. I wish desperately that I had told him earlier how I felt but I did not and now I have to deal with this.

"Can't you see it? You and I are the same. We are both guided by our principles and can agree that human sacrifice is a means to an end. You are in other words no better than me, or Grindewald." In the aftermath of the fight, standing in the middle of the rumbles and looking down on the dead man, Tom's words echoed inside Albus Dumbledore's head

He had gone down the rabbit hole as his mother would sometimes call it. That happened a lot during the first few months after the war. George would sit amongst the members of his family but wouldn't hear what they were talking about nor would he participate. He would merely look ahead of himself, lost in a daydream.

Lily Evans was fuming. She was absolutely outrageously furious. James Potter was late. He was late. For their first date.

"They're amazing. They're exactly what parents should be like Regulus. They care about me. They care about you too you know." Sirius became silent. "You could always come with me if you wanted to." Regulus shrugged. They both knew it wasn't going to happen. "Maybe in another life."

"Is there something you want to tell me, sweetheart?" A moment between Molly and Bill Weasley.

Salazar was sure of the fact that he and Godric had nothing in common and nothing or no one can prove him otherwise. Or can they?

"Your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me, so I die happy?" Drarry