“'Nah. You’re pathetic because you had nothing better to do on Christmas Eve besides take a two-hour trip to shag your best mate.' He said, his smirk gradually transforming into a smile. I couldn’t help but to smile back." Fourth year, post-Yule Ball.DrOC

I was raised to always deserve the best. Bridget is, by no means, the best… and I don’t even deserve her. My mission is worse than anything I’d imagined… but I should revel in it. Has the world gone mad?

On Christmas holiday of his fifth year, Draco Malfoy is losing faith in humanity. The only thing worse than losing his own faith is losing someone elses. Sitting on a bench with this someone, choices must be made. Preview of a full fic expected in August.

Songfic from Les Miserables. The final battle is over. There have been deaths. Ron Weasly reflects in a pub, where his friends will sing no more...