Light on Lucy and her lamenting lover. -—lucy/zacharias, advent calendar day three.

Remus and loneliness and too much space. -—remus/sirius, advent calendar day five.

Moments in time. Drabbles about the Next Generation, both gentle and savage. Most recent: Lucy&Molly sister drabble.

Teddy Lupin's having a rough go of it. There's the Malfoys suing his godfather for ownership of Grimmauld Place, which is only maybe 10% his fault, really. Then there's the Potter kids, all nutjobs, and somehow he's ended up partway responsible for them. Unfair. And now there's these worryingly romantic feelings about one of his best friends. Can he live?

The night they tore down gods. -—hugo/roxanne

Lorcan, leaving, and a girl who did King Lear and made twelve boys cry.

James Potter wrestles with insanity, his siblings, and what the world looks like when everybody wants a piece of you.

Five years, half a jar of ash, a poem in four cantos and the city built on bones. -—lucy/lysander

Teach me gently how to breathe. - —next gen drabbles.

Alyss Lupin. The only known child of a werewolf, best friends with a certain pair of red-headed twins, and with a reputation as a trouble-maker - mostly by accident. But her latest accident is going to change her whole future. -PERMANENT HIATUS-

The fact of it is that it's Dominique and she's a bit blinding and he can't define her physically but he might able to quantumly. -—dominique/oc

Is it okay to be lost? -—LilyLouis

They will be everything. - —rose/scorpius

We'll tattoo the hours onto our hands and the minutes onto our feet. - —The Next Generation, in every way possible.

We were young and magnificent once. - —theo/pansy.

You are mad and afraid and alone. - —LilyTeddy

She plays games with hearts and her health and tends to turn up on her brother's doorstep smelling of alcohol and a stranger's aftershave. - — Lilycentric.

Hatred never really leaves much space for realism. - —DominiqueScorpius

Because he's Harry, and that's the way he is, and she promised she wouldn't cry but she does anyway. - -HarryGinny.

Liberate your sons and daughters; some are gods and some are monsters. - -for misswhiteblack's Next Generation Competition.