The choice between Gryffindor and Slytherin didn't come as he sat under the Sorting Hat, nor when he stood, as good as alone, on the tiny island at night. Not for him.

On an old piece of parchment found in a bedroom at Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place.

All these years, I have lingered, neither dead nor alive… I have paid for my sins, in tears and regret… If only there was a way to take them back…

Isn't there any way of putting yourself back together? Yes, but it would be excruciatingly painful. Why? How do you do it? Remorse.

Some friendships last minor squabbles. These outlasted prejudice, betrayal... even death.

For most people, I have always stood for the opposite of what he does, for all that is good and strong and right, and he is selfish and greedy and evil… but I have made him what he is.

She caused the death of only two people, although that in itself is miraculous. She destorted the memory of a very decent man. And she was not human. Not sapien. But very, very sentient. Rating for safety.

After a mission gone wrong, two men are trapped in a deserted Muggle building, one of them mortally wounded. What happens then sheds light on the true nature of friendship, love, and hope.

The secret Salazar has been choking on for weeks will stay hidden no longer... This is the truth.

Beauxbatons was never an easy ride for anyone, but Helga has it harder than most. She detests both her names, her best friend's sleazy boyfriend keeps hitting on her, she hasn't got one of her own, and the school outcast won't leave her alone!

Rowena wasn’t sure quite where everything had all gone wrong. Well, she knew it had to be something to do with osculation. Everything that went wrong in her life had to do with osculation...

Arranged marriages are one thing. But marriage at the cruel whim of a crueler stepfather, marriage to a violent, heartless man - some would say it is a life, at least, but Rowena is sure it is only a mockery of life. Rating for safety.

Salazar never cries... His life in a story of impressions.

Helga always dreamed of making her own way in the world. The completion of Hogwarts means that all of those dreams will come true... Right? Rating may change.

When you can't walk, you crawl, when you can't do that - " "You find someone to carry you." Done for the Friends That Carry You Challenge on hpff.

Sometimes, the reason for one's actions is not the one that seems likely...

Dandelions say a lot more than words ever could. Onshot, Helga/Salazar.

Rowena walks in on two of her fellow founders kissing, and both she and Godric are extremely embarrassed. I can only say that a plot-bunny mugged me in an alley yesterday.

The others brought their own things to the table: bravery, loyalty, fidelity, intelligence, wit, cunning, faith… But I was the one with the dream. I was the one who made it happen.

‘I pound my hands on the wall, ignoring the blood running from them. “We were friends!” He can’t hear me now, he’s too far away, but I can’t stop screaming. “We were friends! We were friends!”’