[Poetry] In the deepest of dungeons in the darkest of moodsBillows the nocturnal Potions Master,With vitriol and venom waiting to be brewed.

[Oneshot] Originally posted to the Bring Back the Bastard fest at the Deeply Horrible comm on LJ. For margi lynn's prompt: "During the first war, Snape pulled shifts at St. Mungo's to make up for their overwork. Most of the time he does help the healers. But what about the times he doesn't? Why those people?"

[Oneshot] Hidden within a locked drawer lay an innocuous creamcolored letter, its edges curled with age, as though it had been frequently fingered. When the drawer was opened at last, it revealed the words Severus Snape had meant to say but never could.

[Oneshot] Words are so easily misunderstood. Remus' mistaken assumption leads to an unpleasant night for Snape. At least, you would never catch him saying he had a pleasant time.

[Oneshot] Sirius was locked in Azkaban for twelve years. And contrary to popular belief, he did NOT spend all those years brooding and seeking vengeance. There was a day when he received a most...Unexpected Visitor.

[Oneshot] Sirius Black's house holds bitter memories for Remus Lupin. But the last of the Marauders must learn to come to terms with his dear friend's death. As Dumbledore points out, it is the fate of everyone eventually...To Come and Go.

[2 drabbles] An exercise in exploring different reactions to a similar situation: Harry losing his homework.