This should make me feel ashamed, licentious even. I don't. I'm in love with another. I know that you've had your suspicions. All of your accusatory glances, passive aggressive comments don't even make me flinch.

Seven years of friendship, secrets, and stories washed away. Replaced with stolen glances and disappointed sighs. scorpius/rose oneshot. dedicated to FeigningInterest.

We pretended to be careful, but a small part of both of us wanted so desperately to be caught in the act, because that’s what rebellion is all about right? Oneshot DG

He hadn’t seen or talked to her in fourteen years. They both had gotten married had a couple of kids. But in spite of their friendship, and whirlwind passionate romance neither had bothered to even invite the other to their weddings. oneshot.

Sequel to We're Only Liars. She walked with a confidence and grace that couldn’t be learned, but someone was born with. She held her chin up in pride of who she was. But what attracted more of Draco’s attention were her silverygray eyes.

“What do you want then Weaslette? Me? We both know that this can never happen for us.” “Why not?” Ginny called after him. Draco returned to the room and looked her in the eye. “Because I don’t love you.” DracoGinny oneshot

On these mornings, James forgot that they were in hiding, protecting their son from the most horrible wizard known to man. Those mornings, all that mattered was that all three Potters were safe. The prophecy seemed like a far off nightmare.

PostWar Oneshot. Draco is imprisoned, but he is allowed one visitor.