[One Shot] "He remembers falling in love with her as if it were yesterday."

A picture is worth a thousand words." Black fic

[One Shot] "You know he was someone special because she never brought one of her boyfriends home before."

[ONE SHOT] "They met years ago in muggle London... He swear there was magic."

You stroke the cover of her diary, trace the worn leather and golden letters that have faded with time, and know that once this opens you’ll submerged in another world, her world, and you’ll get to meet someone who in reality you know nothing about.

You throw the vase at the mirror above the fireplace and shatter both into little pieces. Then you look into the shattered mirror seeing a monster staring back at you, seeing yourself.

[One Shot] "She wants the fairytale just like any other girl." DP

[One Shot] "Things change, Bella." "Things don't change. People change." Want an insight to a Sirius you never thought existed?

[one shot] "She was seventeen, clever and beautiful, with the world at her fingertips." Being seventeen was the best time of her life.

[Finished] “I'm not sure what love is." "Love is simple, really." Cute ficlet. R and R

[One shot] "You love me. You know you do." "Just don't let it get around." All dialouge! R and R

Your eyes rest on Bella’s cold black eyes, on Cissa’s icy blue one’s. They’ll hate you after tonight, you think, blow your face right off the tapestry.

There’s something about them and the dangerous lives they lead, something exciting.

[One Shot] Would you save me? Save you from what? All she wants is for him to rescue her. R and R

You remember a few hours ago when you sat with them at the table, cut the Christmas ham, and sang carols around the piano as her mother played. You hear the laughter, see the invisible tears you know they all were crying.

Nothing prepared you for this moment. Nothing could ever prepare you for facing the family you’ve left behind.

Being a Marauder is all you know how to be, all you can be.

All it took was one glance, one moment in time for you to know that you loved her. Companion to Emptiness

Life has been suffocating her, taking away her very breath.

At the end of the night, after you read by the fire, you walk to the stairs and stand still on the first step. You look behind you and your eyes lock with his, emerald staring into the most beautiful hazel you've ever seen.