Sometimes things stay the same forever. Sometimes all it takes to change something is one fateful night. Love isn't a battlefield, it's a maze with no map, and the challenge is reaching the center despite all the dead ends - AU, Rated M for later chapters

Companion piece to 'Goodnight, My Love' role-reversal - Sure I can accept that we're going nowhere, but one last time... let's go there. Lay down beside me. Grant my last request and just let me hold you...

Special Lover's Spat One-Shot for Lady Arianne Of Ambers Valley - "I hate you! You are the most arrogant man I have ever met in my life!" "What and you think you're little miss perfect!" "Screw you." Aaah.. Dramione Love ;P

When you're laying on my chest, I'll keep you right by my side. I feel you breathing. Close your tired eyes. And I'll hold you one more time, until tomorrow. Goodnight, my love.

In memory of my brother Zee. -Read A/N inside- She had his box of letters in the passenger seat; six pins in a shoe: something borrowed, something blue. And then the church doors opened up wide and she put her viel down, trying to hide the tears...

In the end everyone ends up alone, losing her, the only one who's ever known: who I am, who I'm not, who I want to be... Lost and insecure, you found me.

A poem in dedication to innocent lives lost in June 09. After many miscarriages, Hermione Granger turns to the only thing other than her husband which provides her with solace. Her pen and paper.

A little drabble about a family reunion. SB/HG. HG POV.

They are in love. They are apart. And they are online. A poem dedicated to my favourite couple.

It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope; which then turned into a quiet thought, which then turned into a quiet word. And then that word grew louder and louder, 'til it was a battle cry. I'll come back when you call me...

"Honestly Malcolm! If you were going to try and deliberately dwell on subjects that would piss me off, then you shouldn't have offered to drop me off! At least not today you slug-faced dick!" Dedicated to a special occasion today.

And he'd dried your tears everytime... but now, there's only empty space where he used to be. You’ve crashed down, but don’t let it take your life." He would fill her empty space. Written for the Writing Quotes Challenge.

It was Sunday, which meant no work, no play and just relaxation. He loved Sundays. "You've got to be kidding me!"

Sirius winked at her and she blushed, looking down and resting her forehead against his chest. “But I look like I’ve come back from the dead!” Written for the Musical Challenge.

Letting her go was the right thing to do. 'Since when have you been the one to do the right thing'

“I just want to end it all. I want it all to go away,” I speak quietly, barely whispering. “I can make it all go away. But, I don’t want you to go away.” His voice is softer now. “How?”