Original Dessie

Lily Evans had big plans for her seventh year. She was going to be one of the best Head Girls ever, she was going to whip the prefects into shape, she was going to ace all her NEWTs, and she was not going to let James Potter get to her. (Because he didn't. He had no effect on her whatsoever. Honestly. None at all.) So why aren't things working out to plan?

"You want to know what the story of your life is, Padfoot? It's not failure. It's feeling sorry for yourself. It's believing that you're responsible for everything. It's making other people's lives all about you." A look at Sirius' life from the person who knew him best. (R/S slash.)

Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, a red-haired young man lived in a great castle where boys and girls learned magic. If only he could go to the Ball.... Think you know Cinderella? Think again. (Written pre-HBP and decidedly AU.)

"She didn't know how long she sat there, her head buried against Ron's chest. It was strange, but she felt no awkwardness, no embarrassment as she sobbed into his robes. It felt right...safe. This was where she belonged." A look at the Trio at the end of

Lily Evans is seventeen years old, and she's never been in love. She's a bit worried about that, but resorting to Muggle superstitions? That's a bit drastic, isn't it?

It's Hermione's wedding day, supposedly the happiest of her life...so why has she chosen today, of all days, to visit her parents' grave and dwell on her sadness? But a chance encounter will make her see things slightly differently...

Five friends reflect on love, life, and the state of their socks, as two of their number grow to realise that sometimes friendship just isn't enough.... MWPP era. SB/RL slash.