Why? Why was he like this? Why did everything he do, say, experience have to be so damn awkward? How did some people have so much, and others so little? How was that fair?" Small one-shot about Neville Longbottom
There’d been no fancy words, no metaphors of beauty, no long speech about how they had both suffered so much and how, through that pain, they’d found each other, just when they’d most needed each other. Just those words, and himself. GinHarry. Just revise
Because Love doesn't die...
It is only after all the pain, that can Harry see Ginny for what she really is.
Hermione, Draco, and her faith.
Ginny Weasley. There was something wrong with her. She’d had sex with Seamus Finnegan tonight. She was only fifteen, and so tainted. Also features Malfoy.
Through the fog, she sees him. After three years, she finally feels his arms around her again. RR
The opposite to love is not hate; it's indifference. Draco and Hermione are not indifferent to each other, anyway.
Hermione was different from other girls. She made him feel. The twisted interaction between Draco and her over a number of years.
Ginny pleas to him but he doesn't hear. "All those other boys, they were nothing. I felt nothing. At one time, I thought you might get jealous, but no, you had no reaction."
Nine short drabbles. Nottoodark teenage angst, Valentine's Day centred. POVS from Hermione, Ginny, Harry, Ron, Neville, Luna, Severus, Lavender and Draco. Just revised, and thanks added.
He watches and he feels sick. He realises the truth.
Severus Snape has some serious decisions to make, in death and beyond...
She does most of the things she wants to because she simply can’t find a reason not to. A day of Luna's life in sixth year.
It was just a normal day. And she hadn’t forgotten. Nor would she ever forget. Life moves on...
All she had now was the cold...
Only on her wedding day, does she finally find peace.
For just one moment, everything was okay. RHr Small one-shot
She was the only one he thought of, for his last moments. SSHG.
He sees what he wants, what he'll never have, and what he hates, all in the form of a picture.