Lily Potter was red in the face. "This is ridiculous! I'm not some bloody stranger, I'm your wife! I'm going to ask you one more time- are you going to tell me where you were all night?" James could see dried tear tracks down her face. He swallowed and said, "I can't. I'm sorry."

Lily yells and James listens- how the Marauders got their name.

Harry and Ginny debate if Hogwarts is safe, or if it ever was, for that matter.

One thing's for sure, he always knew she was fit. Of course, his perception has changed throughout his seven years at Hogwarts, but Lily Evans, in James Potter's humble opinion, was most definitely fit.

Letters Sirius has sent to his loved ones and not-so-loved ones. The timeline jumps around. Slight implied Sirius/Marlene.

"Marlene?" Sirius' voice rang out. "What happened?" "I didn't want to walk here." she said simply, hanging up her coat from where she stood, having just Apparated into Sirius' flat. "It's cold." SONGFIC, 'The A Team' by Ed Sheeran.

50 facts you didn't know about Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Weasley.

50 facts you didn't know about James Potter and Lily Evans-Potter.

Jack Russel Terriers chase otters, apparently. Just goes to show how barmy my Patronus is. They say that your Patronus is an outward reflection of your soul. Hm.

"What exactly are you trying to do, again?" I asked, amused. "Well," she huffed lightly, "I'm trying to charm the flower petal to float to the bottom of the bowl and then transform into a goldfish before it hits the bottom." JP/LE general fluff.

"So you followed me into the library because I understand your jokes." He just grinned. "You get me, McKinnon."

It all starts when Lily's Hogwarts letter arrives when she turns 11, and the magical journey embarks until that fateful night in Godric's Hallow. Even after all of James Potter's fruitless attempts to gain her affection, he won't give up like Severus did.

He was long gone and she knew that no matter how tired she was, he was far worse.

I guess the main point of this letter is that your father and I love you, and will continue to love you even if we're not here to say it. This is the story about James and my's evolving relationship and how I want you to know me.

It was hot outside, the day she was murdered. Boiling, really. The old jumper she donned that belonged to Sirius didn't help, but she didn't really have a choice. She didn't want her sister to see the scars she recieved for fighting for the right side.

500 word challenge. Fred and I, we're identical twins. Except for our eyes. I have my father's cerulean eyes while Freddie inherited mum's brown ones. In the Mirror of Erised, the only thing I can concentrate on is those pools of brown.

Perfect Prongs. I didn't mean it. Magnificent Mooney. Please, stop. Popular Padfoot. They deserved better. Lovely Lily. I regret hers the most.