This ballroom dancing business hadn't been his idea, at first. All Ginny's fault, with her ability to take him places where he was sure to feel like a right idiot afterward. Well, not quite. HG, RHr

When Harry gives himself and his two best friends a ring each, the other two don't realise what he is asking of them. And then, slowly, it dawns on them as they wait in the dark: he is so much alone yet so little without them.

Ce n’était pas comme si l’autre ne sentait aucune douleur alors qu’il sentait l’air devenir trop étroit...

Ginny can't sleep. Something could help, but it leaves her feeling empty afterwards. A piece written in 15 minutes as a challenge to myself.

Welcome to the jungle, it gets worse here everyday. You learn to live like an animal... And when you're high you never ever want to come down.

Hermione finds her flat not so empty after a gruelling university class. A drabblet based on the hp15min livejournal group, where the goal was to write a fic in 15 minutes. Fluff, really.

There was purpose back then; now it was solely survival. Everyday there were tears, nightmares that destroyed dreams, walls, more walls behind which they hid. Everyday the secret was a pain: would they be found here? Would they die today?

Welcome to the jungle, it gets worse here everyday. You learn to live like an animal... And when you're high you never ever want to come down. The original Ron/Pansy version.

Better hide before she writes your fate. Spells and binds and baby got you now.

For your arm knows the sword, and it knows the wand.

Class has no place in the bed.

NB: The heart heeds only what it wishes, despite reason.

When jealousy and feelings of inadequacy war with frustration, look out: here she comes, even more resentful than you are.

Shock and remorse hold a vice-like grip on Draco's conscience... until his sense of preservation comes online.

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It's 7 years after the fall of the Dark Lord. Hermione has been trying to get on with her life and forget the night Ron Weasley died. But the night a long-ago symbol appears outside her window, she gets more mystery and excitement than she wished for.

Three moments that paint a dark and dreary picture of a wizarding war and its aftermath. Love, friendship, sanity, virtue... all can be casualties.

Bite when you need to be quiet.

Skin encounters skin for the very first time.

Ginny Weasley has found out she’s been exploited without her knowing. A Polyjuice brothel. Draco Malfoy. A grown and not-so-innocent Ginny Weasley. “I keep having to remind myself that they’re not real, any of them.”