"It seemed very right, wearing a symbol of him next to her heart."

She was a Muggleborn. He was a Pureblood. She liked books. He liked motorbikes. She was dating the Captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team. He didn't know she existed.

A couple, a newborn baby, a godfather, and a Quidditch career. A story about nothing. [Set in the Canis Major universe]

Losing this war was not an option. And so she carried on.

This story is about Truth. This story is about Beauty. This story is about Freedom. But, above all things, this story is about Love. Inspired by Moulin Rouge. James/Lily, AU

"Caradoc Dearbor, dissappeared six months after the photograph was taken, we didn't ever find his body..."

"Hagrid, she hates me!" "Now I doubt that," the giant replied, taking the copper kettle off the fire with large pink oven mitts.

James Potter stared out at the sky, hoping the clouds would thin so he could see the stars. The same stars that he pointed out to his baby son, saying "Look! That's Sirius, your godfather; the brightest star in the sky, with the biggest ego to match."