Hermione falls asleep in a coffee shop.
Perhaps lies are Ginny's only saviours in this nightmare of a world.
Regulus is getting his portrait done.
Lily's afraid to fly after her mother's tragic accident, but Scorpius is there to help.
Ron tries to use the microwave while Hermione's gone, and things go as well as you can imagine.
In his dreams, Colin is always selfish.
Still, as she twists to Apparate, it hurts that it seems like love isn't meant for her / some Bill and Fleur fluff
Ron makes a promise to his daughter when she's born, and Hermione warns him that he can't keep it.
Minerva waits for Order members to return and wonders how it became so unfair.
George goes searching for a stone he shouldn't search for. George screwed his eyes shut, imagining another face, a person that he'd built his life around. He could see the laugh playing on his lips, the disheveled red hair with a cowlick jutting out defiantly from the back of his head—the same way George's hair did.
Sirius wonders when he realized he himself would be the only constant in his life. No, that isn't right. He had realized it a long time ago—perhaps in those first few hours on the Phoenix, when he had been strapped into his seat and prayed that they would survive. Or perhaps it was when he had felt the spaceship lurch as it entered a new universe.
After fighting for their lives for nearly five years, Ginny wonders why the Order still resorts to complicated words like "severe trauma." She wishes they would state it as it is: the war has messed them up, and no one knows how to fix them.
"Terrible news, we've got terrible news," says the man, his voice laced with panic. "We've just received a report of an attack near Potter Manor." Both boys freeze and look at each other before James lunges for the radio and turns up the volume.
The story of a photo album, two friends, and how they built their home
Peeves' shenanigans get a lot more interesting once he finds out something rather interesting about Ron and Hermione.
When Vivian meets the new exchange student she'll be hosting, she realizes something's wrong.
First days in Draco and Astoria's marriage
The war had devoured her, ravaged her until she was stranded in a sea of emotions she pushed against, trying to glue back together the bits and pieces of the old Hannah. But she knew that no matter how many times she tried, she would always fail. Some integral piece of her had been permanently lost. She wished she could've held onto it like everyone else seemed to.
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He hadn't felt anything for the past month—not when he'd seen the body lying on the floor of the Great Hall, not when the casket had been lowered into the ground—but that was how he liked it. It was the best way to feel, he decided as he lifted the nearly empty bottle to his mouth again. (And it was the worst.)