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“I’m putting the parchment in my trousers for safe-keeping, and then going for a stroll in the Great Hall. I’m hoping I won’t be stripped in public.” ``“You can’t put my essay in your trousers!”

Valentine's Day has snuck up again, and is a very dissatisfying holiday to those who are single. Fortunately, that can all be remedied within a day or two, but in a rather...different way than most people would handle such a situation. Includes Remus/Sirius and Lily/James. ````* ````“AGHFILDU!” shrieks Remus. “I’M NOT DECENT!” Sirius peers hungrily over and sees that Remus is very indecent indeed. Remus clutches the sheets to his chest, and bats James away.

Remus is just a boy and simply wants to understand why people hate him so.````"He wasn’t a perfect boy either; he was rather small, ‘petite’ as he liked to say, so as not to sound like a baby. His hair was a curly brown, and his eyes were grey, very unlike the other children he knew. Instead of playing cruel and repetitive games, he liked to read real books and pick the daisies for his mother, who loved them ever so much. And a grey, drizzling day was his favourite kind of day, as nobody else was ever outside to crowd up the forest where he spent his afternoons."

“You would look far more dangerous had you not dipped your hair into your breakfast, Padfoot,” said Remus, propping himself on his elbows. ``Sirius slowly brought his hand to his head, and touched the ends, the sticky bits clinging to his hand. He let out a howl, and met Remus’s eyes, horrified. ``“My HAIR!”

Being raised in a large family, had never really bothered George before; he was usually testing out something truly disgusting on Percy with Fred, before being chased into the garden by Mrs. Weasley, whom he decided looked like a rather large potato when she ran—Fred had agreed that it was alright to think such cruel and horrendous thoughts about One’s Mother if One’s Mother did run like a potato, ergo, One was entitled to imagine as such.

“You can’t, can you? And you’re more articulate than I am. It’s just a feeling, Moony. One of those feelings that you can’t explain, but it’s there. Like love, Moony, like love. You can’t describe that either. That’s what the tapestry feels like. But I also got this gnawing feeling from it…like anguish or something.”

Lily and James, and the blooming of their romance, though it's not quite the romance novel of the century. Following canon, the two dislike each other greatly, but are pushed together.

"He had always loved the stars." A swift, flighty view of the love Remus and Sirius shared.

Remus/Sirius. All Remus wants to do is bake the gingerbread to take to the Potters, but Sirius would rather snog him senseless. Short little ficlet.

This is for all you Sirius/Hermione shippers out there...Hermione Granger travels to Greece for the summer, and unexpectedly meets up with one Sirius Black. As the two spend more and more time with together, they start to see each other in a new light. But, as always, there're complications, including the fact that Sirius is still on the run, and Voldemort is rising to more power than he ever had before...

Sirius hasn't seen the Potters since they were placed under the Fidelius Charm... it's Halloween, 1981, and what he does not know is he will lose three friends... two by death, and one by betrayal.

A quick little story about Hermione's hidden feelings for Draco. Told from Hermione's POV...may have sequel.