I hated him. Hate was the only thing that kept me going. Bella reflects on Azkaban, answer to challenge

I was one of them. And I never completely outgrew it. Andromeda reflects on her family.

And she knew, someday, that she would lie beneath the earth, and that flowers would grow out of her grave, lovely violet irises, shy dark violets, bright periwinkle and cornflowers the shade of her eyes, and that they would all be violet and blue.

Good morning," she murmured, but there was no answer.' Happy Birthday, Sticky!

She made you a quilt, when you were little, the only thing she ever made you, and you treasured it like it was the world.

She lived her life in a black glass vase.

He did things that were wrong, now, things she knew were wrong because they hurt everyone and helped no one. But she kept silent. She had to.

The entire Order of the Phoenix inc. eavesdrop on Ron and Hermione. Hilarity ensues.

Sirius, sick of James obsessing over Lily, puts him on a 12-step program to help him become a true Girl Scout. What have the Maruaders gotten themselves into?

She is happy, now; he is not in her world anymore and somehow that doesn't matter to her as much as it used to. She lives among her flowers, her silk flowers and paper petals, and watches the sky.

I don't want a boring ceiling,' she said, lying flat on her back as she stared up at the ceiling. Godric and Helga talk about what Hogwarts should be.

I never stopped for funerals until her, not unless she asked me to. Not until after she died.

She was alone, alone in the middle of an empty ballroom covered with confetti, staring into an empty champagne bottle on New Year's Eve. New Year Ficlet.

He bought her a dress, a red dress, and they danced until midnight on Valentine's day before they said their last goodbyes. Valentine's ficlet, DG.

She works out in the garden, the garden they planted together, and it is the most beautiful garden on the street, but she doesn't see it. Every time she looks at it she sees him.

Yes, I remember love. I remember coming back to her when she looked up at me and didn't know who I was.' DG

It was always a dream. No matter what she thought, she always woke up and he was never there. Snow kills her slowly as lies dance to her again.

Thirteen yeaars ago, nothing could have seperated them. Now everything has changed. What is the price of love? Impersonation is a dangerous game, especially in love. Continuation on Snowlily's, SiriusArabella, end of GoF, AU.

Today was exactly like every other day since I married him--a steady leeching of my soul as the horror of this place beats me into submission, trying to make me a mindless wraith of gray, and today I got a little closer to being that wraith. "

After a horrible rumor rips James and Lily apart, they talk in the Owlery about the way things used to be.