Harry has this pesky obsession with Snape's nose, and it distracts him in class. Crackfic, sort of slashy, Snarry.
"You look good when you weep," the Dark Lord says. "It brings out the colour of your eyes." In which the war is lost. Dark.
Sometimes, there is no forgiveness, particularly not in yourself. Angst. Slashy, but not romance. Sirius-centric.
He knows the taint has already reached him. It’s in the air he inhales, and now it has spread through his blood, contaminating his heart, twisting him with a cackle of glee. Sirius-centric.
Oliver is quite convinced that his worry for Harry is only due to his responsibility as a Captain. Yes, of course it is. Oliver/Harry.