"Really guys, you all suck. It's Halloween, for Merlin's fluffy pink bathrobe's sake! Get into the spirit!" Merlin's fluffy pink bathrobe? Lord in heaven, it's much too early for this.
It's not a cry that you hear at night, it's not somebody whos seen the light, it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah --- One man's thoughts on the night his two best friends die.
James and Lily's marriage isn't as perfect as people seem to think it is, but they still hold strong to each other through times of darkness. There comes a time however when the stress is to much for the young couple and leads to horrible mistakes.
Lily Evans had always loved popsicles since the day she could eat. But she would be happy unless she had a blue raspberry popsicle. It couldn't be any other flavour. It had to be blue.
I’m sitting here at the Gryffindor table, gazing over at the girl with blood red hair sitting a few seats across from me, hoping she looks back. But she doesn’t look back. She never does.
Isn’t it funny how the simplest things in our lives can unearth thoughts we swore we would bury deep into our minds, and never acknowledge again? The most casual sentence can stir up feelings and emotions in a person, strong enough to drive them crazy. The simplest look can mean so much more. Well, no one knows this better than Lily Evans.
James Potter and Lily Evans have finally managed to be a little civil to each other after years of fighting. When Lily one day agrees to tutor James for Charms, she makes a realization and gets a pleasant surprise in return.... I know, I suck at summaries but the fic is much better, I promise (or at least I hope it is)Pointless pointless fluff!