"It was ignorance. Ignorance of emptiness. You can't feel, really, what it's like unless you've felt the opposite. I was roaming the world content. Content with being nothing. Content with just eating, breathing, sleeping. Existing day to day and passing jokes and ignoring what was in desperate need of my attention. It was, undoubtedly, my heart." POST ALLEGIANT. CONTAINS SPOILERS.

"That's not a very pressing issue, now is it? No. What is, though, is that we don't know what bit me. In a matter of days I could either be sucking your blood or howling at the moon," he mused, shivering at the thought. Is his fate sealed?

Was on a plane for 12-16 hours. Needless to say, I got bored. Many different pairings. Little ficlets that I am quite proud of.

Everyone has their own way to cope. Her's is in the form of twelve little white lines. This is the story about how she learned to stop. Eventual SSHG. Warnings: Self Harm, DH Spoilers, and EWE. Canon Character Death excluding dear Snivellus.

She brought the warm mug to her lips, the warmth of it stinging her numbed fingers. She then took a sip. The heat traveled down her throat and washed over her insides like a blanket of tender comfort. So warm. So good. Oneshot. Complete. Fluffyyyy.