Here is the thing. It starts as a teenage rebellion—the kind that ignites your veins and boils your blood and makes you want to shout out at the world, screaming, screaming and burn it to the ground—but also curling up into the floor and crying your heart out, crying, crying— Andromeda/Ted.

mostly unrelated drabbles, featuring FemHarry.

The little things about Regulus Black's daughter.

there is nothing golden or yellow on him, about him—and yet something about him reminds her of the sun—warm and safe and secure and charming and warm. FemHarry.

three little girls, a moon, a sun and a star.

she is ruining him and she does not even know it

thoughts and musings.