A short story about love and acceptance in eleven parts. (Something about the birbs and him mixed)

(We could fall for the streets of Paris, but the Eiffel's a joke and the punchline is me.) A series of vignettes following Harry Potter after the Second Wizarding War. Flowerpot!

To find solace in strums, struggles in the pursuit of understanding love, and contentedness in failure.

To find solace in strums, struggles in the pursuit of understanding love, and contentedness in failure.

'I wish I could leave you my love, but my heart's a mess.' Polished sapphirines glinting with self-hatred, remorse, gratitude, and so much more. He offered a half-hearted smile tinged with suffering, unable to muster any more. "I missed you, Fleur." That was all he had to say, all he wanted to say. Saying that sentence felt so right, but it also hurt him immensely.

A series of one-shots set in the same world, shown and written in no particular order. Flowerpot!

He didn't know her, she didn't know him- they needed each other all the same. Flowerpot, 4th year.