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  • Everything In Its Right Place

    After falling through the Hogwarts’ lake, Lily Evans wakes up to find that she’s five years in the future, has a child, and she’s married to the cocky James Potter... which is just wrong in itself. Please read Author's Note inside!

  • In A Boys Dream

    Imagine a lion in a cage, and into that cage flies a butterfly. If the lion was free it would pay no heed to such a creature. But the lion is not free. And so the butterfly slowly drives it insane. For them, it took five days to fall in love. RLGW

  • Tights

    In a moment of boredom, an idea is born. “Remus, I would like to give you a kiss… don’t you know what a kiss is?” A smile took over his lips. “I will when you give me one.” RLGW

  • Two Wrongs

    He had been ready to be alone the rest of his life, watching the world in black and white… until she came, with her twinkling smile, innocent hands, and too old eyes. RLGW

  • Crown of Flowers

    He would make her a crown of flowers while they sat in the middle of his garden. And she would be his princess, though not really. RLGW

  • Rain

    He was always brilliant in the morning, smoking his cigarettes and talking over coffee. He liked to take his cloak off and stand in the rain, with her watching from under a tree. He stole her heart and he didn’t even know it. DG

  • Hanging Moon

    She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to. And she has a little bit of something but its better then nothing. They like to smoke cigarettes while it snows and he can’t help but be afraid of it all sometimes. DG

  • Iris

    He only had hours to live and he didn’t want to sit at the library watching her move and breathe and smile. She was forbidden and he’d never have her. He had to have her. He needed her in his last hours. DG

  • Masterpiece

    He was a painter, she could tell just by his hands the way they moved around his wand and held his quills. And, she admitted, she wanted him to paint on her. She wanted to be his masterpiece.

  • Old Habits

    Red curls, sticking wetly to his pale neck, framed an unfamiliar face that was full of sharp angels. He was a broken man, his eyes dark and his mouth twisted cruelly. "Are you going to try to fix me, Angelina? I can't be fixed." "Yes, you can be fixed."

  • Face of Fire

    He wouldn't always be able to stop all her tears with his kisses. But, right now, she'd let him. FA