They were the Puffs. Those duffers from the basement. But really, they were so much more. Rated T for safety, this will be a collection of related drabbles and oneshots, more information inside.

Rose Weasley, as she tries and sometimes fails to grow up.

Waiting for the hint of a spark. It was destructive and fiery and explosive. It was addictive. Rated T for some safety.

The war left scars. The war left scars. Scars that were physical and the scars that were imbedded deep into the mind. Everyone who had been in the fight had one or the other. Lavender Brown had both. New one-shot, with a bit of Lavender love.

They're ambitious, they're sly, they're snakes. But that isn't all they are. The students of Slytherin House are most of all people, people who have fears and desires and emotions thought to elude them. They are not what they are shown to be.

They could have been, but they weren't and now she is with someone else. Someone better. A Blaise Zabini/OC/Anthony Goldstein story. Rated for language.

He saw her for the first time across the Great Hall at dinner. He thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and he didn't even know her name.

Neville Longbottom may not have seemed like a typical Gryffindor. He was not handsome nor was he excessively smart or good at sports, rather he could be described as overly boyish and quite odd looking. He was however, a Gryffindor.