You're really going to marry a random muggle girl just to avoid the fact that you fancy me? Classy, Teddy. A series of conversations between Teddy and Lily.

Stop the unstoppable...control the uncontrollable. Freeverse.

Lucy has never liked the idea of love or thoughtless decisions. Then Ly starts to make some comments about how gorgeous she is and how he found her skepticism and cynicism attractive. It's almost as if he pinpointed all of her insecurities, took the time to learn each and every one of them, and flourished her with so many compliments that she (almost) forgets them all.

Whispers at three am turn into pleas. The sobs finally stifle themselves as your reverie plays out in your mind. You finally slip away after replaying you deepest desires.

It's raining (of course, it's raining because your life is full of clichés and maybe that means someday you'll get your happy ending) when those eyes hit you at full force, blazing with intensity that hasn't died down even after everything.

The future, it's always there for Rose to see. It's there among the paths, encrypted along the arrows, constantly changing as everyone around her makes decisions that inevitably change their lives. The paths affect every aspect of Rose's life, especially her relationships with her family, friends, and a certain blond boy.

It's been a while since I've been thrown in here. But none of them understand. I can't be fixed. Because you can mend a broken bone but not a broken skeleton, not a broken brain, never a broken person.:: In which Lucy is in a psychiatric hospital and a boy doesn't stop trying.

Is it possible to forget? To forget you. To forget us. To forget everything that will never be? But if I had to go back to the beginning, back to that first day, I would have done everything the same way.

Because you've seen the sarcasm and wit that makes others back away. You've seen that smile and heard Dominique's laughter so many times, always surrounded by groups of friends. What would she have to cry about? Well, where should we begin?

Her heartbeat ripples with only those few words. He still has that effect on her. One night Katie bumps into Oliver, the boy she's been dreaming about since she was eleven.

Teddy always found ways to skip the introduction, skip the beginnings. He couldn't escape this one, though.

He doesn't understand what he's doing. Not now, not ever. It's only the beginning of third year, and he's already spiralling down all over again. He should be in detention, because he should have pulled a prank that should have made the entire school laugh because he should have been a trouble making, prank pulling, hilarious type of bloke. But he isn't.

She's gone. Gone. And never coming back. He doesn't believe it. She was his world. Freeverse.

What happened to that quick wit and charm? And damn you brain, I used to be a bloody perfect bloke before you went all mental on me. Lily, Scorpius, and others takes out their frustration by writing to their brain.

After Parvati's death, her husband uses a special book to make sure their daughter doesn't forget her Mum. One-shot.

Scorpius's thoughts on Rose, and all the things he suddenly sees.

Lily Luna wants to play Aurors with Teddy, and other drabbles centering around their conversations.

It's Lily's seventeenth birthday, and she asks Teddy for the one thing she wants.

How Hermione and Harry got together. Parody. Intentional OOC.

Hermione, Ron, Hugo, and Rose bump into Draco and his young son, Scorpius. For Summer Writing Camp Day 2.