Katorina

"You think that’s all you really have to remember, just to breathe. It’s not like they ever expect anything of you anyway." Neville, Harry, bubblegum, and broken prophecies, all in the space of a single breath. Slash.

Buried in my thick red sheets I trace the gold trim until I can no longer keep my eyes open. I am becoming afraid to sleep. Harry tries to come to terms with life's obligations.

It's not easy being green - Millicent and Pansy struggle with their house's expectations. Warning: character death.

I think I hear laughter coming from the grand ballroom - laughter and faint strains of chamber music, glasses clinking and healed shoes on the polished marble floor. It must be a memory, a ghost of Christmas past, because when I step into the room it is empty.````Draco goes home his sixth year for a very different Christmas (little hints of one-sided D/H).