It's seventh year, and James Potter and Lily Evans have been appointed Head Boy and Girl, respectively. This is a story of their nightly patrols, containing a healthy dose of firewhiskey, one (allegedly) stolen broom, several clove cigarettes and (to no one's surprise) a not-so-subtle change of heart. "When it happened, James Potter reflects, it was fucking magical."

"Granger," he begins, and Hermione feels her stomach drop, "What are the odds you get a tattoo-" an evil grin is spreading across Draco's face, "With me. Tonight."

When she was 12 years old, at her third Malfoy soiree, Astoria Greengrass had slipped into an upstairs drawing room, caught Draco Malfoy's eye, and realized, very quickly, that she was in grave danger of falling in love with him.

The last person that Hermione Granger expected to see at a muggle club was Draco Malfoy. "Sometimes you've just gotta make it for yourself. Sometimes honey, it just takes someone else." - Hellhole Ratrace, Girls

Hermione is back at Hogwarts and so is Draco Malfoy. A story of old prejudices, new friendships and firewhiskey. "Our love came in the middle of the night. Our love came when we'd given up asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle." - Clementine Von Radics