Sometimes letting the screams out will hurt you more than keeping silent. GWHP, after HBP.

Something ends for something new to begin. He knew that she was crying because she was mourning a loss. She was grieving over a lost, lost love. A lost, first love. Oneshot.

"You and me, it's a fantasy. A pipe dream that is so out of reach it's barely even visible. I don't see it, so how can you?" Scorpius/Rose. Oneshot. Rated M for language.

He finally allowed himself to move, resting his arms around her. They fit around each other perfectly. Oneshot.