Having Malfoy on his side of the wizarding world would surely be hilarious. It would be proven that although 'hilarious' wasn't the exact word, it would definitely be some sort of entertaining. The Malfoys come over for dinner and Ron finds himself unable to look away from the boy that has been tormenting nothing but his dreams lately.

Draco's parents die and he has to live with Sirius. He doesn't mind,but the fact that there's a certain redheaded family running around there most of the time, makes it a bit harder on him. Definitely when Ron's hair demands his attention the entire time.

James falls in love with Lucius,and thus begin the best and worse parts of his life,as he struggles to make Lucius his,gives him his trust /and his virginity/ and fights to keep Lucius in his arms forever. Can Love be enough to keep them together forever?

Draco never expected taking a relationship to the next level could bring so much trouble. Who expects wearing each other's clothes to be an obstacle anyway? He still can't find it in himself to object to Ron's wishes when he uses that gruff voice of his.

Remus has a whole different side to him that no one’s ever seen — Hogwarts purifies his soul in more ways than one, but when the Blacks decide to spend their holidays in Paris, Remus’ hopes of keeping his secret get shattered. Maybe it’s for the best?

Sirius gives Harry a locket that once belonged to his father, which he used to store all his most precious moments, in order to be able to tell a love story, without having to -tell- the story. But than why does every memory have Lucius Malfoy in it? JPLM

There are some borders we've built, that do not limit themselves to our mind, but have materialized and have taken over not just the soul but the body. When they meet again, it is Sirius' responsibility to break those down, without breaking himself.

There is something painfully honest about 'I love you's that have never been uttered, and each touch may be a confession all by itself, but then you think of how he never seems to smile around you, and perhaps this sort of love is just as insincere.

Sometimes when hope wears thin, all you have to do is relax, sit back and stop trying. Because baby, practice makes perfect, and we've got warm sheets and all the time we want to train. Sometimes love should just be good enough. Mpreg?

Draco knows they got over it. It's just that Malfoys lie and he lies to himself too, sometimes, so it's hard to see what's real and what's not, and even if he pretends it doesn't hurt, he cannot help but wonder if it was ever even over to begin with.

Being wanted by a Malfoy is not as easy as it may seem, and Ron isn't always sure that it's love, but love is what they're fighting for, so all he can do is hang on and hope they'll get there.

There is a possibility that Sirius has always hidden the his deepest desire —perhaps he's been pretending all these years— but it is no matter, because what Sirius wants, Sirius gets. If he had known that walking into a bookstore would end up like this…

"Remus," Sirius began sternly, a stubborn set to his jaw, "how much, on a scale from one to blue, do you love me?" Sirius has some questions that need answering, and no unfilled red chart is going to stop him from reaching his goal.

Remus is not into Quidditch at all, but when you have a secret boyfriend that plays, there’s not much to do but watch and pray to Merlin you won’t have to see him crash. And when he does, there’s nothing left to do but kiss the booboos.

He is the one thing you cannot get enough of. He is special and perfect and breathtakingly beautiful. Yet you fear you've made it trite and unconventional, not-perfect for him. But you will fight for it, like the golden and red on your robes urge you to.

There's one thing that doesn't fit the carefully constructed puzzle. One small detail that crumbles years of keeping it a secret, precious like gold, hiding behind their masks for fear of being burned. And Harry knows that the answer lies with the books.

Two people in need for help, just might as well help each other. Remus and Sirius find out how that works. Because when you feel messed up, it seems too hard to give aide to others. But helping out the ones they love, just migh turn out to help them too.

Not only does Lucius' voice spur him on, guide the way, make him feel safe, let him hide deeper and deeper - not only are his words the most beautiful ever spoken during lovemaking - no, once, he also sang under the shower. No showersex but a first time.

It’s never been ideal like everyone puts it. Remus does not believe in Sirius’ devil-handsomeness, and Sirius doesn’t love him for his bookworm-look. They’re not in love. And even if that’s a lie, it’s all that ever had - can have. None-explicit sex.

Remus is a danzel in distress and his knight in shinning armor happends to ride a motorcycle. So when Sirius saves him, and makes him stay at the manor, what on earth will happen? Will they ever be more then just friends? R/S, bit Reg/Sev. R&R please.