Clara isn't sure she knows who the Doctor is any more, but a phone call from a surprising friend assures her of her next course of action. "Well at least that hasn't changed" ... "And it never will." Set at the end of "Deep Breath", spoilers for Season 8, Episode 1.

She was falling, falling through the time stream. Bright flashes of color flew past her as she fell, leaving streaks on her retinas and forcing her to close her eyes against the onslaught of images. *I don't know where I am. I just know I'm running. Sometimes it's like I've lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I'm born, I live... I die.* Rated T for many mentions of dying.

"Sir, you can't let him have the coat!" "I know what I'm doing, Peterson." "But sir-" "He gets the coat, Peterson." Sally Donovan watched on, Anderson close behind her. Neither of them said a word. "But Detective Inspector Lestrade, sir, it's evid-" Lestrade silenced him with a raised hand. "He's been through enough. Leave him be." After the fall.

"That was beautiful," Rose whispered finally, letting her head drop onto his shoulder. She paused again before continuing. "What was it? The song?" "I was singin' him an old lullaby from Gallifrey," he said, his voice back to that Northern accent she had learned to love so much, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I want to make sure he knows the language."

Set after ATM. He had drifted off right where he was sitting. River stood at the TARDIS console, leaning against it and smiling sadly at the Doctor – her Doctor. He shifted in his sleep, brown hair falling away from his eyes, his mouth opening slightly. River chuckled quietly, releasing her wrist and taking a few steps toward where he was laying.

Naturally their meetings didn't happen in a strict opposite order, but for the most part they were traveling different ways along the same path. If, for him, they had never kissed before – if it really was that early for him, how late was it for her? Set immediately after Day of the Moon.

He was up with the sun, eager and anxious, hopeful and determined. He was going to do it despite their warnings. He knew the general area in the forest where he needed to go. John searches for the Resurrection Stone, but he only finds pain. AU, written before Series 3.

"Are you alright?" A scoff. " Yeah, pretty stupid question I guess..." Ginny comforts a first year during DH.

"Neville Longbottom," she hissed. "You are all those things and more. Don't you think for a second otherwise. Your grandmother should be proud of you. I know your parents would be proud of you. Just be proud of yourself!" And with that, she stormed silently away, shutting the door with little more than a whisper, as though she'd never been there at all. Neville after DOM, 5th year.

He had dreamed of playing Quidditch from a young age. From the first time he had ridden a broomstick at age six to hearing his brothers' stories of famous games and Hogwarts matches, he was in love with the game. The lead-up to Ron's trying out for Keeper in fifth year.

Sirius was finally free to live life for his own self - without his Pureblood fanatic family holding him back. A story of the day Sirius is disowned.

"I did it just because you wanted me to! I fell in love with the wrong person just to MAKE YOU HAPPY!" A confrontation between One Ron Weasley and his daughter Rose on boys and matters of the heart. Title comes from the song of the same name.

"Sure!" George said loudly. "What are friends for, eh?" Lee smiled at that. Friends. The beginning of a trio consisting of a pair of twins and a certain Quidditch announcer-to-be. No pairings, just friendship.

What if Dudley was magical? How do the Dursleys find out? Will they treat Harry any better once they do? AU, not likely to be more than a oneshot.

Hermione Granger's first foray into the Wizarding World, as accompanied by her mother and father and one Professor Minerva McGonagall. Experience the wonders of Diagon Alley through her mother's eyes.

Under the surface, behind the scenes... Euan Abercrombie makes his way back from detention, determined to keep going. Neville is in charge of the student-run clinic. Ginny wonders... Glimpses through a relatively routine evening during the 1997-1998 school year at Hogwarts. Not really a happy ending, but not a sad one either. Just a oneshot, fits entirely with canon. Low T rating.

What had thrown off her usually structured day was a quite tall man with bright blond hair, a bright blue shirt and bright white teeth. She had written him off as a klutz at first glance, but after taking a moment to actually listen to what he had to say she decided to restructure her opinion. He was, actually quite charming. And, if she let herself admit it, quite handsome.

The downpour started and with it came the feelings of immense regret he had tried to suppress over the years by blaming everything on Potter. He, not Potter, had been the one to shove her away angrily. He, not Potter, had given into peer pressure and let the dreaded M-word slip from his mouth...

After Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, Ron can't see why his friend would need any more attention than he already had. Drabble. Could be considered a companion piece to "Guilt".

'This was not turning out as I had hoped.' Granted, Padma still thought that Ron wasn't the worst of those who could've asked her to the ball, but it would've been nice to dance for a bit longer... with someone who didn't step on her toes every few seconds. Padma Patil's thoughts about the Yule Ball. Drabble.