Excerpt: Thud. Her silver bullet struck the center of the target with the force of an arrow. Tired and panting, Hermione wiped away the tears that had been a constant companion for the past 3 months. Dramione oneshot.

Excerpt: The clouds rumbled as the freezing winter rain continued their endless descent, their destination: England. On the muddy outskirts of London, a lone figure stumbled to her destination. The cloak had already been soaked through… the owner didn't seem to notice. Draco Malfoy, May you Rest In Peace.

Excerpt: The war ended — that's for sure. The Light won, although you can't tell. Both sides suffered heavy losses, resulting in at least half of the entire Wizarding World dead.