In Ancient Egypt, a curse is placed to facilitate a murder. Today, Bill Weasley must break this curse to save the lives people he's never met.

Forgetting is easy. It's the memories that are hard. Remus reflects on his life after Padfoot's death.

I thought we'd have forever"... Sometimes the one you want to talk to, can only respond in your dreams...

How long does it take until a memory isn't enough to keep you going? How long until your existence hangs on that memory?

Harry and Ron both loved her. Differently, but they both did. But Ginny is gone now, and all Harry can do is reflect...

What happens when the characters in your story don't want to cooperate? And why am I not surprised that it was Fred and George Weasley...

It has been thirty years since his last confession. In thirty years, more sins have been committed than he could've ever dreamt. He has come looking for absolution, but one cannont find absolution without responsibility.

"I’m going to warn you… I may ramble. I’m prone to when I get flustered. And right now, yes, I’m flustered. I can’t stop thinking of what happened in the Tower..."

"You're wrong, Father," Draco replied slowly. "I am the master of my own fate..."

Fred and George are bored. Very bored. They retrieve the only thing that's foolproof entertainment... but where did this new hall come from?

A song musing on Harry's dreary love life. Will he ever get a date... ever? Please? (Tune of 'I'm Henry the VIII, I Am')

A songfic to Rufus Wainwright's 'Hallelujah'... Ginny's reflection on her first year at Hogwarts, and on Harry...