She thought that her writing was the thing most likely to help her be noticed as herself.

Post-Hogwarts - Ginny leaves Harry after the defeat of Voldemort. What will she do about the baby? And where does Draco fit in the picture?

Draco Malfoy's first kiss. Basic holiday fluff with mistletoe.

she could no longer believe herself when she insisted that what mattered was to make the honorable choice, to make her family proud. - Another fic to the same song as Time to Say Goodbye, but totally unrelated.

Any sane boy would have taken Ron up on his offer and ensured a fake Snorlak sighting by now. But no, not Harry Potter. Night after night, he left his comfortable bed in the Burrow to tramp out in the woods and kneel for several hours next to Luna Lovegoo

Severus Snape is distinctly unhappy upon finding out about a certain tradition regarding his desk... (R-Hr, D-G, H-Lu)

What happens when The One ends up not being The One? What if destiny has a different plan? - PercyHermione

It was supposed to be casual. They were never supposed to be serious about each other, hell, they were never supposed to be anything to each other. - DG

Why was Ginny Weasley standing in a circle of robed and cloaked figures, swathed in black except for her uncovered left arm? Draco and Ginny centric, written pre OotP.

COMPLETE Ginny and Hermione are tired of being dateless losers. What are two intelligent girls to do? Why, do some research and come up with a plan of action. RH and DG

She was still a muggle. She was still a weakness. But until he chose to rid himself of her, she was his.

Lucius lived in terror that one day Narcissa would come to her senses, would stop coming to visit him and instead move on with her life, leaving him with nothing.

Harry finally opens his eyes and sees the love that's been waiting for him all this time. Is it too late?

**COMPLETE** At long last, for my loyal readers: Ginny took a deep breath and composed herself. Was she really about to do a striptease in front of her best pal, Draco Malfoy?

"I didn’t know that love wasn’t always gentle, that it could claw its way into you and make you bleed even as you feel the happiest." (D/G, strong sexual themes)