An ode to one of the dearly departed of DH. Spoilers. OC Justine is hosted by Ginny over the summer of Fleur's marriage. Or so it would seem. Talk of death. But fluff in the end. "Remember the good bits." My first fic written. 2nd posted.

A serious rant, serious jealousy. Sirius style. "But James isn’t even the problem...he’s nothing compared to Remus." Rated for swearing. /Not about love./ About hate. And defining perfection. In the eyes of a Slytherin-raised Gryffindor.

Nineteen years pass, this is what happens during those years. "She wants to reassure him that he didn’t do anything wrong...but she can’t because she needs someone to blame..." multiple pairings, starts H/G. M for soft lemon.

A certain Pureblood cracks his lip and starts bleeding. He "hates his own blood. For numerous reasons." And he ponders these reasons, while remembering how he cracked his lip. Post DH, just after the war ends. No spoilers. HPDM. Blood, but not gory.