All summer her mind swirled with thoughts of romance so to speak. While being the brightest witch of her age and a fierce companion to none other than Harry Potter was enough for her for so long, now something more ached deep inside of her.

-One Shot- Forgetting that she was indeed a mudblood, I accepted her companionship. Muggleborn or not, she was a brilliant one at that.

She came to me in my dreams, as she so often did, dressed in her day robes, a somber smile on her face. I could almost feel her lean in, looking admonishingly at my cigar, tossing it aside as she placed the most delicate of kisses on my temple.

Set in the 1500s, Princess Hermione finds herself amidst the whimsical guiles and allures of Prince Harry, Prince Draco and Prince Cedric. Will love claim this fair maiden? Or will misfortune befall her as she learns the artful mendacity of life at court?

Watching Lily leave had to be the most heartbreaking for me. Maybe it was because she was the youngest of our family, or maybe it was for another reason, a reason I denied myself access to since the day she was born.

They had only known of hatred, shouldering a rivalry from centuries past. But we all know what they say when opposites attract. For then they soon realized the decadence of ages, and how true love could bloom from even the most tortured of hearts.

They all had their own secrets. Yet ten years, one war, and a massacre later, the students of Hogwarts are reunited to only face a most startling surprise. Who dare attempt to slay Harry Potter the night of their reunion? And why was no one at his side?

-One Shot- What really happened the night of Slughorn's famed party?