He doesn't know much about her, really, beyond the fact that she hates her sister and loves the liberal side of anything. He has been trained against her type all his life; she grew up with the money, the looks, the blood traitor views – all of it would make his father sick. He should be running but all he can seem to do is pull her closer.

It's a couple of hours before his wedding and James is freaking out.

Historian Bellamy Blake needs to impress his potential bosses at ARK Enterprises. He's got everything they're looking for, except the girlfriend that his best friend Raven Reyes assures him will win them over. But that's okay, because Raven's found just the girl. Only, there's one problem. Bellamy Blake and Clarke Griffin really, really hate each other.

The sequel to the not-very-well-explained-by-the-title "Potters, Weasleys, and Misguided Snogging" fanfic written in 2012-13.

AU in which Lily is a raging poetry enthusiast, James picks too many battles, and everyone's living in a duplex.

"He is the sun and she is the moon and it's a miracle she says yes immediately." Muggle AU

"If there's anything that won't make Astoria fall out of love with Draco Malfoy, it's the fact that he's already convinced himself she will."

Everyone knew that, at Hogwarts, if you weren't being murdered by the Dark Arts, unearthing secrets that were thought to be myth, or otherwise putting yourself in lethal danger, you were probably involved in some sort of love triangle. It was just how the school operated. (This isn't a slash James/Fred, if that's what the character listing makes you think.)

Friends. That's the first thing that comes to mind when Peter Pettigrew hears the word "Wormtail". He remembers the first time he conquered his Animagus transformation, the first time a messy-haired Quidditch player looked over at his rugged, rebellious best mate and, together, they uttered the sobriquet. But it's been a long time since Peter Pettigrew had any friends. Oneshot.

He's James; characterized by messy dark hair, bad eyesight, and a talent for trouble. She's Lily; sweet and well-meaning and intelligent, though heavily opinionated and most definitely stubborn. Together, they're James and Lily. Until a time comes and they're not.