Here's the deal. I'm an undercover vampire. They gave me a mission, but I'm just trying to make it out of this alive. The way I see it no one has earned my complete allegiance yet...Step one: meet up with a group of werewolves. Step two: Aid the wizarding world from their own destruction. That is easier said than done when the wizards are in the midst of a civil war combined with a

Oh Merlin, boys are hard to handle. My ex is trying to weasel his way back into my life, My brother keeps insisting I'm a screw-up, and I keep losing my temper when I'm supposed to be 'the nice girl'. Oh, And I fancy a bloke with a girlfriend. Wonderful.

This wasn't something I could easily say...I wasn't even sure that I should tell him in the first place. Oneshot.

"Is it pity I'm asking for? Merlin knows I can't tell anymore." A haphazard jumble of daily thoughts inside Lily Evans' head. Abandoned.

Guess who sits behind Sarah and I in potions? He-Who-Will-Never-Be-Named-In-This-Diary-Again-And-Is-Somehow-Head-Boy and Black! I am about to turn around and slap Black if he continues throwing paper bits in our hair- One more bloody piece and I swear...