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  • Heart of Stone

    All her life she had desperatly wished to understand. Now that she did all she wanted was to go back to her dreams of knights and roses. RHr Warfic Dark

  • Cold Hands

    Snape's life was just perfect. He had to spend his free time teaching insolent brats and being tortured by the most evil man on the planet. He does need an investigation against Malfoy of all people to throw the blame off a depressed brat. 5th year Dark

  • Crumbling Souls

    Their conversations were still structured, their minds still stuck on denial, all to maintain the lifeblood which fed them in this warped world, normality. Without is they would crumble and the ashes of their minds would mingle with the wind RHr PostHPB

  • Chilling Wind

    She banged her head against the rotten wood of the shed. The shed wobbled alarmingly. All she now needed is for the shed to collapse. Either that or for a stinkbomb wrapped in dead fish to drop out out of the sky and hit her on live television. Book 7 fic

  • Cracked Feather

    She watches, living in a box of ironic smiles and distrusting eyes wishing for the part of her soul she left behind in the world of tears and honor HG

  • Bloody Bloody Hands

    His skin was raw, but they stayed bloody, until his eyes dimmed and he only saw his bloody, bloody hands in his dreams. Draco Fic