A collection of drabbles about and featuring Perseus, from To Heal a Soul. Also includes Luna Lovegood and Theodore Nott. May contain spoilers. Current drabbles: Seeing is Believing and Seven, 7, VII.

"Little girl lost, you won't find your way home." a voice, so pleasing and yet so cold. Challenge fic for HermioneWeasley1972.

There was a portrait in the Headmistress's office that rarely moved. You see, it wasn't like the other portraits, painted with magic and charmed with the regular spells. After all, the Artist didn't trust anyone else to do the former Headmaster justice.

For her, he'd build a fortress. And in his arms, she'd be protected. D/G .

This is not a tale of a time-traveler who saved a man from himself, though that may have happened. This is, instead, the tale of a researcher & a master, of wand cores & potions, and the discovery that what has been missing all along is oneself. SSHG.

The thing about the War was, it wasn't all dark and gloom and imminent death. There was a lot of that of course. But those few precious months at school in that final year? It was bliss.

After a wayward spell ruins Greenhouse Four, Draco Malfoy learns just what it means to work with your hands—and the change an innocent sapling can make.

Theodore Nott was quiet and never asked for much. It found him anyways. No regrets. Theo/Luna.

Bellatrix LeStrange has a secret. Minor F/F. A Harry Potter fanfiction with a pinch of Greek Mythology.

In the Winter of her life, Ginny Weasley is learning what it means to be loved in the dark.

Draco Malfoy, his best friend Ginny, and an announcement in the Daily Prophet. A DG twist on the MLC, written for the DG Forum Fic Exchange, Winter 2010.

Hermione Granger, as written in To Heal a Soul. A drabble about her feelings as the final potion is nearly complete. Set in verse, August 29th, 2013. SSHG.

She leaned over the parapet, searching to catch his eye and hoping he would understand her meaning; she would wait forever for his return from the darkness. For TuesdayNovember. Oneshot.

/He saw her from the corner, grey velvet hugging her very ample adult curves. She was no longer the girl he taught, but one he would like to take in to a quiet room and ravish./ SSHG, AU. Oneshot. For my sister Fire.

/She stood on the edge of the Tower, her arms spread open and her yellow dress fluttering in the breeze; in her hesitation, he grabbed her waist and pulled her back whispering, "I know we're broken, but I'm not ready to let you fly."/

They were married to others, but couldn't stay away. A brothel, polyjuice, and memories. An answer to the Free Words Challenge on The DG Forum using stalker, sexy, and hot. For my sister Fire.

"There is no one there for the one who always is. There wasn't. Until you." One-shot

A collection of drabbles written for the D/G Forum containing various pairings and times centered around.

A soul wavered on the verge of life and of death. A mate felt an ache that could not be sated with drugs, alcohol, or the cool caress of a loveless lover. "I don't want to die." One-shot.