HBP Spoiler Warning A certain person has certain thoughts on a certain death. My mourning set in prose, quite frankly.

HBP SPOILERSTwo members of the OotP talk about recent events. My first ff after reading HBP, I just needed to get it off my chest.

SadDrabble One Moment in Number Twelve Grimmauld Place the Summer After OotP.

When they were nine, and he got his Hogwarts acceptance letter before she did, she’d cried then, too. She’d run to her room when ran across the street to show her, and he sat in her living room eating oatmeal cookies for half the afternoon waiting for her

We own different silver, we eat off different china. Our clocks aren’t synchronized. Our children don’t have names we both like. Those moments only come every few years, when we run into each other at the market or the meetings, and even then.

Hermione finds Pig at her window on Christmas morning, her first Christmas at home in seven years.

A very short letter writing. (A Pansy mini-fic.)

An idle, they would call her, with her honey-blonde hair and convincing eyes. Eyes, they would say, that could enrapture any man, ensnare them into such unspeakable things.

An Azkaban ficlet:“This place is too dark for you.” “It’s too dark for you too, and we’re still working on getting you out! You’ll get out!” “Won’t.”

Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott sit in the Manor Garden and have a silly little talk. Not thoroughly funny but cute in it's own way. Short, easy read. :D

He was gasping and panting, his scar burning less than the rest of his body. He could taste copper, could feel it like a bleeding nose. {Not an explainable fic.}

He asked suddenly, “What happens after this?” and she stopped, letting go of his hand. He whirled around and stared at her. She stared back. {LilyJames}

She’s been writing to Viktor again, Harry, and it’s been three bloody years since they even saw each other! And she said that she was going on a trip with her parents to Bulgaria all summer!"

“You don’t understand what it’s like to be the youngest, the girl, the sister. I’m doted on because of that.” Slight DG.

He asked me one day to go with him, because his mother wouldn't. To Azkaban, to visit his father. {D P}

Abstract. Good and short.

That girl is on the arm of Draco Malfoy, they’d say, and they would think about bowing as well, because everybody knows that we’ll rule the world one day. { DM PP }

The sky was fuelling up with lightning and fire. Thunder clouds rolled ahead and all of the lights suddenly turned out.“Lumos,” whispered Ron. {RHermione}

Millicent asked me a question the other day. She asked what it’s like, being with Draco. I didn’t know what she meant. {PP : DM}

It happens sometimes. Not too often, just often enough to catch the attention of a gull or a turtle, nobody really important. Hardly ever, actually. Only when the moon is full. {HarryPansy} I belong to youknowwho.org!