A night out on the town doesn't go as planned when Ron, Seamus and Dean get themselves thrown into Muggle jail. It's Neville and Harry's job to find out what happened and get them out.

Hair ruffled, glasses askew, Harry is blinking owlishly at having to suddenly face the sunny daylight brightening up their bedroom. Not for the first time, Severus wonders why his heathen heart decided to fall for someone so anarchic.

Another day, another night, another plan set in motion. The resistance is recruiting. The resistance stands strong. Dumbledore's Army is ready.

Lily Luna Potter is an assassin. That's it. That's all you need to know.

Muggles are horrifying and Draco cannot for the life of him understand how supermarkets exist. The only thing worse than surviving a Muggle trip by himself is having Ronald Weasley tag along. So of course, he has Ronald Weasley tagging along.

Being subjected to the nuisances of every reanimated portrait in one's office at a critical moment can reanimate anyone's fury, and Headmaster Severus Snape cannot hope to consider himself the exception. He still maintains, however, that Phineas Nigellus Black deserves it.

An evening spent with fire, pizza, and soft dinner conversations. It's just another day in their lives. / Trio friendship, RonHermione, slice of life.

He can only watch the sun go down through the smudged glass for so long before he feels like even the sun is giving up on him. It takes some well-intentioned honesty and a long, much-needed hug from his two best friends to feel otherwise.

What harm does variance pose when it brings him something beautiful? To Harry, Draco is variance, and Draco is beautiful. A simple night out under the stars does nothing to change his mind. / For Ari.

It takes texts, chocolate cupcakes, a visit to a garage and a late night on the roof for Remus to realise what the funny feeling in his stomach means. Now he just has to say the words. / For Liza.

She keeps stealing everything that is his. And now he knows why his heart is not satisfied—after all the times she ran away from him, this time, he needs her to stay. / For Ari. (Belated) Happy birthday! / Primarily Muggle!AU, but with a whole bunch of other ones weaved in for fun.

They wonder why she hasn't left him yet. But they could never understand why she stays. Everyone has a past, don't they? This is Eileen's story. / Warnings inside.

"You look happy." Harry stands in the doorway to Severus Snape's inner quarters with his arms crossed, his eyes on Severus' brooding form on the couch. The man doesn't flinch or look up, just stares unblinkingly into the flames of the fireplace.

Sirius Black is having a cup of tea with Remus Lupin in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place when his godson walks in. What Harry asks for next is completely unexpected, yet right up his alley. "You… you were part of the Marauders, weren't you? With my father. And you did a lot of pranks, right? Fred and George say that you were legends in Hogwarts." Family fluff. Set during OoTP.

When Severus sees a problem, he needs to fix it. That's it. That's all that's happening. He's not playing matchmaker for his best friend and most hated archenemy, no way. But well, he might need Lupin's help for that. It's a good thing they're friends. / Feat. secret friendships with a side of Jily.

Some days, she can muster the strength of will to look the man in the eyes and leave him alive. On days like today, however, the thirst for blood is too strong to ignore. She needs someone to scream for her. / Bellatrix's POV. Horror. PLEASE HEED WARNINGS INSIDE!

Sirius Black is nothing but heartbreak. Remus has no idea what he's in for when he starts a relationship with Sirius, but could it possibly be worth it? After all, no matter what he does, he can't get over Sirius. A WolfStar, through Remus' eyes and through flashbacks. A romance told in three parts. Canon, mostly, except for the part where Sirius dies. Angst with a happy ending.

Step by step, brick by brick, the greatest friendship of your life revolves around smaller battles in one big war. The three of you are inseparable. The three of you are going to make it. You've won. Hermione-centric. Second Person POV.

"What's wrong, James darling? You're too quiet." Euphemia looked questioningly at her thirteen year old son. James was sitting still at the breakfast table, staring thoughtfully into space.

Molly looks around her kitchen and smiles. Charlie and Bill are still playing outside, and Percy and the twins are playing inside, and Ronnie is safe as can be with his father. There's no better joy she can have in her life than this—her whole family here with her, safe and whole and loved. Slice of life featuring all the Weasleys; family fluff.