"Kavinsky!" Ronan said it like he meant to say a prayer. He was dreaming. Of course he was dreaming. But still- it was Joseph Kavinsky. ROVINSKY

Kavinsky could imagine his fingers trailing on more skin, his lips following his touches. He could imagine the breathy moans Ronan would let slip despite his best efforts to be silent. He imagined the world they would build together—they were suited for each other as no others were before. ROVINSKY

After the fall of the mountain, Clarke came back to the Camp while the rest of the Arkers took to inhabit its warm halls. With an unrelenting Lexa and a loyal Bellamy, Clarke isn't sure that she can find forgiveness for her actions let alone happiness, but the three of them will try.

Sirius Black poses a very serious question- how did a llama get to Wales?

It's a war out there, you see. And sometimes you need to make the hard decisions that no one else wants to so we all make it out alive. But sometimes we don't. Make it, I mean.

A Spenserian sonnet from Viktor Krum's perspective about his time spent at Hogwarts and a certain fourth year brunette. Somewhere between romance and humor.

He thought the transition between prince of Slytherin and acclaimed Death Eater would have been easier, but he couldn't separate his feelings from what he was forced to do. He did not want to kill.

Draco wasn't sure when it happened but the air of Malfoy Manor had turned frigid. His childhood home has been taken over by the Dark Lord and his family prisoners in its walls and there is little that he can do to thwart the cold that threatens his very existence.

Hannah Longbottom's romance has fizzled, not that she's complaining. But when some risque photos turn up and involve some snakes, she's reminded of the past.