"The fact that they compare her to the devil doesn't bother her as much as the way they liken themselves to angels." A one-shot dealing with the aftermath of Andromeda's disgrace.

"What?" the pudgy boy asked groggily. "What'd I miss?" "Sirius orders Witch Weekly for the hair tips, Remus gets to cut off Sirius's pinky, and Sirius is Friday", James listed. A quick one-shot about the Marauders, and the days of the week.

Castiel knows one thing: he won't hurt Dean. A different way the crypt scene could've gone.

I could've been a hero.

On the Black family tree, there are seven different scorch marks where names used to be. Seven different stories.

Have you ever wondered how Muggle-born children reacted when they learned that they had magic? Just a short, silly little fic.

Every time the light fades out of Dean's eyes, Castiel feels himself die as well. 8x17 based. Slight Destiel.

5 times Lily notices James is different and 1 thing that hasn't changed at all. / A quiet fic focusing on James's seventh year character development, and Lily's views on it. Not very story shaped, just a series of small moments.

In which James sends Lily a poem, Lily sends James another poem, and then they're engaged in a poetry war. All James knows is that if he plays his cards right, he can (just maybe) get Evans to go out with him. "My poems are awesome/I'll make you see/In the meantime do you/Want to go to Hogsmeade with me? -James" Jily fluff.

James just wanted an orange. Only problem is, he can't get that bloody peel off. "Magic! Are you saying that I, the Stupendously Amazing and Magnificent James Potter, conqueror of worlds, hero of the universe, destroyer of Slytherins, should give in to a puny orange and use magic!" Jily towards the end.

Ruby Mante- A girl who became a Marauder through sheer luck and chance. If you want to read her life story, sure, go right ahead. It's not like that's an invasion of her privacy or anything. Go ahead. Let all the pain and joy and suffering she's gone through entertain you. Go on! It's not like you have anything better to do than read about someone you've never even met! ...Sicko.

Just a short, silly little poem about Destiel. '"I'm hunted, I've rebelled, and I did it, all of it, for you"? What does that suggest but love that's true?"

He's trapped, you see, in the spinning, beautiful madness of the masquerade- a face in a sea of masks.

'Ah, such cruel words from such beautiful lips. Your words are like poison arrows that pierce through my heart.' "If you're going to be melodramatic, Potter, at least use a better metaphor", Lily said, jotting down a name on her chart. 'It was actually a simile, dear Lilyflower. Do try and keep up.'

Summary- If you know what you're doing, one night's all you need to fall in love. "I'm not alone- there's you", he shrugged. "I don't count. I'm nobody", I said quickly. "A nobody you should really forget insulted you." Now a multi-chaptered story, as promised!

"And so she stood between a dark knight and a white knight- a white knight with shining armour and a white horse loyally waiting for him by the trees. She looks towards the white knight, and he calls his horse forth. She glances over to the dark knight. She doesn't recognise him." - Jily, in a way.

Lily and James attempt to solve an age old question- Coke or Pepsi?