[1] Slytherin – "I'm gonna be in Slytherin," the boy opposite him said proudly. [2] Gryffindor – "You're doing this on purpose," Walburga hissed. Regulus winced, sinking lower in his seat. "You just want to see my family disgraced."

There are a lot of rumours surrounding Neville's Great Aunt Enid. Sometimes it's hard to separate truth from fiction.

"You showed up at my pub wanting a room, and I took you in without question. You've been her for three months, not a word from your family or friends." Rosmerta's eyes were glued to her feet, and it was taking all her willpower not to squirm. "I don't ask – I don't want to know – but do not lie to me."

She held him close, lips to his ear, humming a gentle tune/ A tender smile, a loving kiss; he would fall asleep soon.

He watched from the shadows as she approached, her head downcast and her nose firmly embedded in her book.

"Mama? Where are we going?" he asked, gripping her hand tightly. "Somewhere safe," she said, her voice reassuring.

"McGonagall, that does not look like the correct incantation." The voice of her professor startled Minerva, causing her to nearly drop the rat she was supposed to be transforming.

Once upon a time, there was a magical motorcycle but none could ride it, for to ride the bike you had to be deemed worthy.

Baby steps, she'd decided when they first began these visits, were definitely the way to go.

The love between a mother and her son will never waver, no matter what life throws at them.

The door slammed shut, and the apartment was finally quiet, though the silence felt louder than the screaming had been.

Looking into the eyes of his soon-to-be-wife, he knew that his feelings for her could never match those for his first love.

"Where is he?" Sirius said by way of greeting, pushing past James and making a beeline for Lily. "The favourite uncle has arrived!"

"How much can I get for this?" she croaked, holding the necklace over the counter.

Written for Ella (Crazy Aunt Ella). [1] Bellatrix/Lucius [2] Barty/Regulus [3] Narcissa/Hermione [4] James/Bellatrix - He shivered in the cold night air, regretting having left his scarf, but he would warm up soon enough.

Five instances where Charlie comes into contact with a Muggle device, and the confusion they bring.

She had encouraged the girl; been with her every step of the way. She felt guilt, shame at her own actions - at how easily she had tossed aside her morals - but, if she were to relive that moment, or any that followed, would she change a thing?

She returned the smile, her heart beating slightly faster in her chest at the contact. It had been a good day.

"I don't know, I haven't-" Hermione began to skim through the letter, trailing off as the words registered. "Mum, is this a joke?"

He crouched down, inspecting the area of grass that had captured her attention.