James Potter has a bad memory. Especially when it involves things he shouldn't do. Fluffy!

Just a short funny drabble I wanted to post. Set in PS or SS depending on where you live. Rated K-Plus because Ron said Bloody.

Fabian Prewett and Megan Blishwick are having a misunderstanding.

One shot. Lily had a daughter, but she wasn't yet born. So when Lily fell, little Ana Potter fell too. (Character Death, but not graphic or anything)

You passed me a knife / And we drew a picture painted red / ... / The whispers at night always told the same: / That we're ugly / Yes, we're ugly (A/N): This is for those who are in the dark, whether we want to be there or not. I'm just trying to get out of it.

My name is Nette. I am just one out of the Dark Lord's Inferi, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it.

Crack!fic Rated T because you might puke your guts out after reading this. Heehee.

Freeverse poem from Severus Snape POV. Set before Sorcerers stone, but after 1981. Angst, sadness, romance all included. Onesided!SS/LEP (Sadly, it is afterall onesided *curls up in ball and cries*)

It's St. Patrick's Day at Hogwarts, and Seamus Finnegan is wearing a button on his shirt. It says "Kiss Me, I'm Irish!" and Dean Thomas, his boyfriend, isn't so happy with the attention Seamus is getting from the other students.

'What was a teenager doing next to the enclosure of a dying dragon' Charlie wondered.

(AU) Twilight bashing, a horse having a mental breakdown, and a clinically insane guy who loves the strange. Potterhead Bonus: My theory about Pandora Lovegood's maiden name (featured in post-fic A/N)

So this was originally going to be a story about the "Three Sisters Black" or Tres Sorores Ater. But I guess this is more of a story about the five Black cousins at a party one evening. Let me tell you this: this one's a tear jerker.

The House of Black, throughout the years. Said Cassiopeia, "we appear pure, the color white. We are not. We are what our very name means, twisted and evil. It is the path most of us will follow. I suppose you've heard the story of Eduardus Limette and Alexia Black-Walkin?" "No, I haven't." "Then, let me tell you it. This is a most peculiar story."

Just a short poem-ish thing, a summary of Harry Potter's world if you will.

There's something living under the Black Lake, and it's not a selkie. It's a lamia, and her name is Yza.

Max and Iggy Batchelder, the eldest of the "Flock", struggle to support their younger siblings, and get their brother, Ari, out of juvenile hall. Meanwhile, Max must deal with Fang Walker, who is ever interested in learning all of the Batchelder family secrets. Still they must juggle searching for their missing father, Jeb, and the threat of their mother figure dying of cancer.

I was nine, when she died. My mum was an evil, twisted being, but one could argue my papa was even worse.

It would be okay. Because even though their first year was crazy, and Charlie was depressed, it would all work out. They had each other, and that was enough.

She's in hell, literally. She screams because she's done all she can, been as good as she could. She's punished for saving her children. J/P OC/H

He wished it could be different. Romeo/Juliet concept. Mention of abuse.