A quiet cough drew his attention to the roots beneath him, gray and slightly hazy like the rest of his world... Disrupting the monotone world was a streak of light red, loosed even amidst the darkness. Just a drabble.

No matter how many times she did it, it never got old. She always had that same expression of wonder, of excitement, of childlike giddiness. Sometimes, James wished she would use her magic and transform him. A drabble.

Lily Evans was the kind of girl who owned three pairs of shoes sneakers, boots and “dressy shoes.” Lily Evans’ idea of a garden didn’t have flowers, but useful things, like vegetables. A drabble.

A simple outing in pursuit of socks leads Dumbledore into a great deal of confusion involving Father Christmas.

Why is it that potions don't freeze? And I am NOT lovesick, merely infatuated! Mindless ramblings of one, Lily Evans. One-shot for a challenge.

He may be dead, he may be dying, he may be taking his last breaths, and I can’t stop staring at a window. Lily struggles with her feelings for James in the midst of war.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry for throwing paper airplanes at you. I'm sorry for covering you in pudding. I'm sorry for licking you, for talking too loudly, for stealing your Christmas presents... An open letter from James.

And so, Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits... "You shouldn't have to wait for anyone, Lily." But she is waiting, and James can't stand to see her stood up. One-shot, to the tune of "Annie Waits" by Ben Folds

."Right. So what do Lily Evans, blueberry pie and Professor Binns have to do with each other? Fortunately for me, everything." James relates the infamous tale.

Lily can't stay away from James, even when their lives are in mortal danger. A different take on that fateful night in 1980. ""I've got to see you again," Lily stated calmly."

When a story starts with Sirius saying "Look what I found!" you know it's going to be bad. And funny. What do purple beans, house elves, gingerbread and long hair have to do with each other? Everything. And nothing. So read, laugh, and wonder at the bizar

In an alternate universe, Lily and James don’t die in 1980. But nearly two decades later, death haunts the Potter family again. A short sad fic about death and saying goodbye.

The dialogue (and only the dialogue) of those involved in the Potters’ death and the months leading up to it. One-shot.

The 24 hours surrounding the pensieve scene from OotP. A long one-shot featuring Cool, Level-Headed Lily and Absolute Jerk James.

James in the shower. What more could you ask for? Featuring the suck-factor of muggle plumbing and the intricacies of James' mind. One-shot.

The story of the other girl who loved James- the other side of James' obsession with Lily. Told first person from the other girl, the one James didn't love.

You took your coat off, and stood in the rain... you were always crazy like that." James changes for Lily, but changes like that can never be good. One-shot.

Sometimes love isn't worth the risk. That's what James tells Lily, but is it the truth? Depressing relationship stuff.

How do the Marauders ask out their dates? Fun one-shot set to the Kill Bill soundtrack. Ah, fluffiness