When Sherlock is alone in the flat he still speaks to John Watson.

It's a trope that John and Sherlock end up sharing in the same bed eventually and I admit I do adore it unconditionally, along with all it infers as to the lowering of defenses and the heightening of trust. I put forth for your consideration that the notion persists because those who think about these things realize these two men are each in dire need of some good company.

From Molly's POV, Sherlock's observations on the whole matter of Mary's loss, six months on. Angst, yes. Anger, definitely. Care? Of course!

Sherlock POV. As the tin says above, this is a missing scene, set directly after Sherlock awakens in hospital after having been shot by his best mate's wife. Minor angst, some pining, nothing nasty; please don't be alarmed unduly. Dedicated to a brilliant cast and crew for the wonderful gift they have given us in the Third Season. Ta!

The Weasley twins happen to have a great lot of spare materials for the making of mischief laying about unused and Hogwarts is surely dreary in the beginning of January, Harry's 6th Year. Such is clearly the perfect staging area for a sudden 'Attack of the Sillies!

There are two men who are good friends. And a red string which ties them. Magical realism. And string theory. For 2012 HD Holidays Fest, given to oldenuf2nb.

Major Character Death (Harry); unrequited. It's a damned shame it's all just in Harry's poor head. Isn't it?

Sensuality.

Gift to vaysh11. For some reason I felt 'A Little Insecure', my dracotops harry Fest submission for this year, required a spot of follow-up. And also damned and blasted bloody Draco kept yammering on in my mind about how he never actually was able to lay hands upon his Harry, on screen, real time, and why was that, oh, Stupid Arse Author? Rectify it! Draco said to me. Immediately!

'Love Actually' adaptation: Draco is the Prime Minister and Harry is Natalie. A Non-Magic AU, un-compliant with anything Battle, and the great majority of the dialogue is lifted nearly verbatim. Draco's brain is mine own, sadly. The title is based on the Prime Minister's most brilliant line: 'I love that word 'relationship'. Covers all manners of sins, doesn't it'

'F**k or Die'. Intrepid explorers Potter and Malfoy stumble across an ancient altar in the jungle, and fall prey to the whimsy of Stone Age Mirror Magic. What that there pert, perky, pointed Prompt commands, then. Except not the 'dying' bit.

Malfoy meditates on the relativity of things.

Sometimes the simplest spells are the most powerful. AU; EWE; MPREG implied.

There is a certain force impelling Draco Malfoy. He knows where he hopes to go, but like a stick in a swamped stream, not where he'll fetch up.

Draco is blinded by science.

Malfoys possess fine legal minds, and Draco is more than capable of assessing most situations and ferreting out information that is to his advantage. This happens even when he is cross-examining himself. *Companion piece: It Moves

If one equation is not completely effective, try another. At least, in theory. Draco applies it, and the experiment can be considered a success.

AU, Hogwarts era, 6th Year. Smuff-filled center. Harry's revenge on Malfoy rebounds in the oddest manner.

Musings on 'when John is ill'. I had to try out the trope at least once, right? Here we go! From Sherlock's POV then, probably set during Season Three, after Mary's reveal and before the final episode. That little period when the Watsons aren't together. This is a bit fluid; please forgive my mess. Been a while lacking, in the writing gig; oh yes! All apologies.

In which Smaug suffers a personality transplant wherein His Majestic Terrifyingness is replaced by two parts fuzzy duckling and one part Sherlock Holmes and Bilbo Baggins, the unsuspecting object of Smaug's newly discovered affections, exhibits a great deal of Watsonian attitude when placed under the slit-eyed scope of such draconian devotions.