broomstickgoddess

Sometimes, what we need is what is worst for us. Sometimes, nothing is as it seems. Sometimes, our enemies become something even more. And sometimes, only they can set us free.

'Harry had a habit of keeping things he shouldn't.' That which does not kill us, makes us stronger.

‘Harry can’t be called The Boy Who Lived anymore, can he?’ Harry Potter is a legend, though maybe that’s a lie.

'Death. Black Death. Death all around now, good death and bad. The war is because of so much. So many. And the boy, him too. It's all because of the boy.' War touches everything, and the struggles to survive can be so much more painful than death itself.

'Not many could keep a game of chess up for a year, let alone seven. And the rest of my life, before the game even began, I was just being prepared for it.' Harry faces off for a final time against the Dark Lord.

Ron plans a picnic, hoping to ask Hermione out, but nothing seems to go right. But in the end, their smiles win out. (Ron/Hermione)

Some secrets are worse to keep than the sin that had been commited. And some sins can destroy your soul.

School is out for the summer. Hermione is visiting Venice, Draco despises Egypt and Snape is... well... being himself.

Things for Draco and Harry in Arithmancy are bitter, until a strange twist and an odd kiss. With manticores, DayNightmares and rude signs, this is keeps you wondering to the end.

Draco reflects on his relationship with Percy before he is murdered by his father.