Ginny feels Harry's pain at the end of book 4, and wonders if she loves him, or someone else.
There's the dark, and where the light should be, there's the gray. Yet everyone looks towards him anyway.
Everyone's gone.. what can Harry do now but brood on the past?
Mildly humorous songfics, one on Lord V, one on Ron.
Hermione wants him to admit he loves her. But wouldn't it be better if she admitted she loved him?
(Ron's story) Ron's presepctive of that night... You don't have to have read SS for this