They come in the dead of night, floating aimlessly in your mind. You can't swat them away, and they bother you until you give them form. (One-shots of characters and such)
Just a little one- shot about James and Lily in the library.
Celine Thompson and Sirius Black. Of course, nothing can go wrong here, right? Who are we kidding? (Sorry, I kinda suck at summaries, whoops. And extra Snuffles is in this story too! So read it!)