When you love someone so much that you're turning blind, or in Ginny's case... impatient.

Sirius knows what's he's doing. He's got everything under control. Right? No. Not really. Damn those annual balls! All he wants to do is not to think about it!

All Draco needed was a little bit of help. What he didn't expect, though, was that he would receive that help in the first place; especially from someone who hated him - or used to, that is.

Myrtle didn't know she had the friend she needed.

Working at a hospital as a healer meant helping people and saving lives. It also meant being helpless sometimes.

Being a Black wasn't easy. Being a Black didn't mean to follow your dreams. Being a Black meant to do what you were being told to do.

Sisters stick together. They protect each other. It's what they do. Even if one of them needs to push them in the right direction...

Joining a werewolf for fun whilst being human was suicidal. But joining it whilst being in animal form... now that was brilliant! And there's only one way to get there - practise, practise, and practise.

The day had come - his Hogwarts letter had arrived and he needed his first set of school robes. But people are weird, the shop is weird, and the only normal thing in his life had run away as soon as he had had the chance to. Dang it.

He knows it's an unhealthy habit. He knows he should stop. But he doesn't want to.

Ah, another night of running around as a dog. Not good for his looks.

Draco Malfoy hadn't felt normal ever since he had caught himself staring at his male team mate in his Quidditch gear back in third year.

Tom Riddle was a shy little boy, always being bullied and shunned. This drabble proves that you have to be careful with what you tell kids...

We wanna talk to the Marauders, they said. Let's make a potion, they continued. We will be able to talk to the creators of the Marauder's Map, they thought. That it would send them back in time, not one of them even considered as an option.

They live in a prison. They live to feel other people's happiness. Because they are completely empty inside.

Eating is something that is necessary in order to survive, so having a nice pantry is important. But what would you do if strangers decided to build a wooden tower next to your pantry and kick you out every time you wanted a snack? Take revenge, of course.

All he wanted to do was find new secret passageways. He would've even been happy with a small broom closet, or a very small broom closet. Anything but this!

Just a few more metres… He could see the meadow!

Draco had a life which was laid out before him, without being able to decide for his own. But there was one moment in which he could decide - and he chose to do the right thing.

He just wanted to get out of that godforsaken house.