For Ruby's whole life, she'd been running from one thing or another. She'd run from her friends, her family, and even from her lovers ... she never stopped, she couldn't. Running kept her safe, running kept her *alive*. Until it hadn't. It took less than a week for her whole world to turn upside down. AU - D/s where everyone has a designation!

Maybe this pill will change things, she thought as she knocked down two of her daily four, or maybe they will make everything seem like a haze again. Darcy desperately hoped it wasn't a rare disconnected type of day. She hated those with a passion and they always seemed endless.

Who knew that behind closed doors the Avengers were basically a protective pack of mamma bears who liked to matchmake? Darcy bloody well didn't.

Minerva had never meant for it to happen, nor had Severus, but neither could bow out when the other refused to admit culpability. First the explosion, then the catnip ... what came next? A Howler? Besides, what was a little 'harmless' - if slightly competitive, fun to lighten the mood between friends in a castle run by the depressing Albus Dumbledore? Severus & Minerva BFFs.

"If Hermione ran, she was dead. There was no escaping that gruesome fact. But somehow, knowing just made her want to run more. The knowledge seemed to ramp up the adrenaline coursing through her body. 'Run run run', it chanted, and she wanted to obey, wanted to listen to that survival instinct that had served her well for so many years." HG/SS.

She'd teach Astronomy for another 100 nights, whilst juggling Arithmancy classes, being Gryffindor Head of House, and her own personal side projects, and then she'd have a break and deal with everything. After all, she hadn't scheduled a breakdown in her calendar. It would take far too long. [Rating might change. TW: Deals with grief, and death of minor characters.]

“Ron will you just stop, please, don’t!”

A potions accident leaves some unanswered questions.

Dumbledore tells the Head Boy and Girl that they have to organise a Christmas Ball since it's the first Christmas without the Dark Lord. The Head Girl seeks help from a certain someone and tempers spark, chaos ensues. HG/SS

"You should know what to do by now Miss Granger." In the process of updating/revising 07/07/12.

It started from something small and it grew from there. A possible collection of oneshots/drabbles depending on how the first is received.

'As Hermione sat down, she felt a sense of unease drift slowly through the Great Hall, like a morning mist, creeping over every blade of fine grass which dared to cross its path.' Set in seventh year. In the process of updating/revising 07/07/12.

Re-write of 'Pain'. What happens when Hermione is struck by a curse with no cure? Who will care for her? And how long will it take for Hermione to accept her new reality? In the process of updating/revising 07/07/12.

'They had been doing so well, she thought, too well. She should have known it was too good to be true. '

'I built my walls around me, as high as they could go, but my mother always managed to bring them crumbling down with a few terse words.' In the process of updating/revising 07/07/12.

Hermione Granger has a secret, one she has kept with her for five years. What happens when the Potions Professor has had enough of the puzzle she torments him with, and wants to know what's actually going on? Rating will change for later chapters. In the process of updating/revising 07/07/12.

'A lone tear leaked out of her eye; he had said it. He had never said those three little words before, but he had said it. He brushed the salty tear away with the pad of his thumb, and she almost choked on the emotion which threatened to overwhelm her.'

'In the palm of her other hand lay a cherry stalk with two, neatly tied knots in it.'

They say that hope springs eternal, but what happens when one woman doesn't want to hope any more.

'"Your an addict." The words came out in a jumbled mess, but she had understood them perfectly.' AU, rating might change in later chapters. On hiatus for now.