"What's so great about America?" "Liberty, the Pursuit of Happiness, Super-sized meals, I don't know Simon." "Then why can't we just go home?" "Because we can't, now would you please stop whining?"

Now that he wasn't at Watford, Simon had to make some new lists. Some he actually wrote down on their brand-new whiteboard, or stuck on the fridge so Penny and Baz could see it and add their own. But some were private. Just for him in his head.

Fiona pushes Baz into taking Simon with him to an orchestra concert. It surprises everybody when the prospect throws him into a panic.

A short one-shot on how I imagined Snowbaz's first kiss. Takes place after Natasha's Visit and Baz's return to Watford. Rated T for language and making out. Enjoy and review!

A late Christmas fic, pure fluff. Simon has a Christmas present for Baz for the first time. Baz doesn't have one for Simon though. Happens during eighth year and not in Rainbow Rowell's Carry On version of their story.

A missing scene from Christmas Eve. Simon/Baz.

Simon's magick has always been unpredictable, but this night he feels like it's burning him alive from the inside out. And Baz, his sworn enemy and vampire roommate, is the only one cold enough, undead enough, to stop the fire.

One kiss isn't supposed to mean much, but this the story of Sirius and Remus' overreaction to that one kiss. The overreaction that makes one kiss enough to unravel everything that should be unraveled. / "Are you really that oblivious? Do I really have to fucking spell it out for you? Let me tell you what all this is really about." /

She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

The Marauders seven years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, from the first train ride to the last.