I thought I would feel it when you died. I was surprised, shocked, when I didn't. [Spoilers for those who haven't yet finished DH.]

A glance into the life of Severus Snape. A journey. [Semispoilers for DH, Snapecentric]

[There were so many memories here he could feel them thrumming beneath his skin, breathing and living and a part of him that he would never be rid of.]

[And as she fell to the ground, the last workings of her magic complete, she wondered if this was what it was like to be a hero. If it was, it was a horrible feeling. She didn't think anyone should be a hero ever again.]

For a minute, as he watches his oldest son waving frantically at him from the train, he is seized with something like nostalgia but not quite. It's a different kind of pain, but not a bad one. [Harrycentric, somewhat PWP]

Why not is the best reason he can think of right now, because it's raining and cold and she looks so, so alone. [HarryGinny]

Without sorrow, there cannot be joy. Without shadow, there cannot be light. Without death, there cannot be life. Who are we to say which of those choices are truly evil? [Spoilers]