Yesterday, they fought, but today is different. Harry & Ginny, DH spoilers.

Narcissa Black's wedding day is filled with doubt.

Regulus," she says slowly, "I hope that, when you are your brother’s age, you are not nearly so difficult."

When Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy are sentenced to terms in Azkaban, the latter desperately takes it upon herself to place her son in the care of her long estranged sister, Andromeda Tonks.

The Malfoys celebrate their first Christmas following the Dark Lord's defeat.

The Black sisters on a summer's day.

Deceit and manipulation are storied traditions of the Black family, employed with equal dexterity by all, even by those who seek the truth.

The Malfoys indulge in a bit of domesticity.

If things had not changed, then he would not be here, waiting in a queue of other private citizens for his turn.

The first time James kissed Lily, they were in their fifth year and she was a little bit on the drunk side of tipsy.

It all weighs upon her like the gold of her locket upon her neck and the gold is like twisted iron. She has tried before but she cannot take it off.

The worker must have bread, but she must have roses too.

Lucius and Narcissa, a portrait in parts.

On a cold winter night, Frank and Alice dream about their child.

Tom Riddle had two loves, one of wealth and one of squalor. In the end, he is bereft of them both. This is their story. TomCecilia, TomMerope.

It is with a sudden finality that the classroom door shuts, relegating Lily to the stony realm of the authoritarian Minvera McGonagall. “You weren’t really lost, were you?” is all she asks.

Severus backed away and headed towards the exit. It was when his hand was perched upon the brass doorknob did Draco react. His voice was raspy, no louder than a whisper. “Please.”

It will end in tragedy, but you never listened to them.

But after the parades and parties had ended and normality restored, Harry threw away the presents and the letters of thanks, feeding them to the fire that burned within him. And he came to realize that nothing had changed.

And Cho, with her glassy eyes, stared up at the cobwebs crisscrossing the ceiling and wondered again how it had come to this.