How to make a Forever Friend: In five easy steps! Step One: Dig a hole in the garden Step Two: Fill the hole with things that make a good friend Step Three: Pick a wishing Star from the sky and pour its magic inside Step Four: Cover the hole back up, and pat it down firmly Step Five: Prick your finger on a roses thorn, and water your growing friend with seven drops of blood

Immortalibus Rosa. Or, the flower loved by Death.

He remembers only some. But most of all,he remembers pain,worse than he had ever felt. And red. Red, red more vibrant than he had ever seen before,staining his hands ,his shirt, his throat, the knife. (His voice was stolen that day,but that wasn't the only thing he lost.He lost more.He lost more,and he doubts he will ever get any of it back.)

Harry didn't have many expectations walking into the wizarding world, but it still somehow managed to fall short.Faced with being told what he should do,and who he should be,Harry has only one thing to say:I don't care.Having learned from an early age that the only person that he can truly trust is himself,Harry knows he can't worry about what people have to say about him. Gen fic

Is the cost of a friend one always worth paying? Is the promise of one life in exchange for another, a bargain worth making? When the line between want and need was always blurred to begin with, how easy is the choice, one for the other? Want, for need?

Sometimes, Tom meets a green eyed boy in dreams that feel too real. The oddest part about the whole thing though, is that he doesn't want them to stop.

Halloween, Samhain, or All Hallows' Eve in the wizarding world was a lot different from what Harry knew it to be like from his time with the Dursleys. (A short Halloween themed story to celebrate the day, set 3-4 years in the future in the Tilting the World (On its Axis) universe.)

Harry's dreams most nights, weren't the type that he imagined everyone else had. Because when he dreamed, he died (he woke up) and sometimes it showed, and sometimes it didn't. (He wasn't sure what was real anymore)

Harry fell asleep one day a month after the final battle, and woke up in the middle of a rain forest.He wasn't there long,before he was gone again.Without fail,he would travel from place to place,and even through time,seemingly at random.Once Harry realized that he couldn't stop these trips from happening,he decided to keep a record of all the places he's been,and people he's met.

During an ordinary shopping trip to Diagon Alley, Blaise, rather surprisingly, meets someone interesting in Flourish and Blotts. Someone interesting enough to rid him of his boredom, if only temporarily. (Ch 9 of Tilting the World, meeting between Harry and Blaise, from Blaise's perspective.)

Coming face to face with Death and learning that he's the Master of Death is the last thing that Harry expected,but when being so comes with a chance to change the past,and rewrite the present,Harry decides that maybe being the Master of Death isn't so bad,after all.Harry travels to the past to change Tom Riddle's life,because if he turned out differently,everything else might,too