Listen to me, I begged. The sound did not escape the deep confines of my head. Just let me tell you I love you. Zippy Kingston is cursed and can’t utter a single word. Not even to the love of her life, Charlie Weasley. But actions speak louder than word

Troy Bolton? Heck no! It’s Sirius Black. Exactly what happens when Sirius is introduced to every muggle toddler’s favourite show?

I live for my memories. But life without you... is hardly worth living. The last hours of Saturnia Slytherin’s life. These are her thoughts, feelings and recollections. This is a tale of all-consuming love for Godric Gryffindor. Rated M for safety.

Teddy Lupin’s best friend visits his grave. She’d give anything just to be with him. But he wasn’t hers. He never was. “Sixteen years, four months, twenty-three days.” That was how long I had loved Teddy Lupin...

Roxanne Weasley. Died of unrequited love, excessive exposure to dangerous joke-shop products and an overwhelming case of all-round pathetic-ness. R.I.P. Pfft. I wish. It would make things sooo much easier... Roxanne.W/OC

The memoirs of Bellatrix Lestrange... as told by me, Lily Luna Potter. To a crowd of disbelieving, prejudiced adults, who actually believe that a war like the last will never happen again.

Three clever girls. Three generations. Three mistakes. But just how did these errors alter the lives of Minerva McGonagall, Lily Evans and Hermione Granger? Three-shot.

For Lily Evans, the greatest murderer of her time wasn’t Voldemort. It was cancer. James/Lily

“Rot my heart, sweet delight,” she whispered into the nearing darkness, thinking of nothing but him. “Fade away, til nothing’s bright.” Rose/ Scorpius

Violent Black. Traitor. Death Eater. This is her seventh year at Hogwarts - she's alone, broken and undecided. Lost in a world of confusion and death. "It's too late to save me..." -Sequel to Violent Deception-

It will be better in the morning. Storms always wipe away the slate, they cleanse you. Storms are forgiveness, storms are peace.

She had been waiting here, in this meaningless swirl of eternal death for seventeen years; just so I wouldn’t die alone. Lily loved me. Not in the way I wanted, but she loved me... Because before too long you'll be a memory.

Watch me fall. Watch me crumble. Watch me fade away. Violently broken... Sequel in progress...

I used to be Hermione Granger - intelligent, witty, sweet, caring. Before she came. Came and ruined my life. Her name is Elisha. She’s been bothering me for a month now. And the crazy thing? Oh, yeah. She’s not real. DRAMIONE. NOT DH COMPLIANT. r/r please