Loss is a common experience that can be encountered many times during a lifetime; it does not discriminate for age, race, sex, education, economic status, blood status or nationality. A collection of one-shots set during the Wars.

She was the sunlight and he was the darkness. Astoria/Draco.

This could be considered the worst case scenario. Astoria/Draco. One-shot.

The Christmas of the past didn't have hope. The Christmas of the present had redemption and peace. Christmas in the future? Well, it held everything else. Asteria/Draco. Complete.

In the face of love, all men are idiots. Astoria/Draco. One-shot.

"Boys will be boys. Slytherins will be Slytherins. Combine the two and there will be trouble. On the pitch. In the dorm. On the bed. In everyday life. You were warned. Now, act accordingly." Astoria imparts some timeless wisdom.

Some people would like to simply lend a hand. Others smack those hands away and think they can handle the repercussions. The two together? Sure thing.

She needed time to escape. He was willing to pay the price.

“Dreams? Dreams? Draco, you’re a ruddy nightmare!” Astoria/Draco. One-shot.

“Though I do give you some warning: I’m not open for negotiations.” Draco/Astoria. One-shot.

Everything that I am belongs to him. Astoria/Draco

She's smart. He's smarter. She's rich. He's richer. She is amused by his reactions. He loves to give her hell. Perfect match? I believe so. Astoria/Draco. Complete.

Draco's thoughts on Astoria and his life. Draco/Astoria. One-shot.