If you reckon you're tough, funny, and attractive enough for the job – or if, like me, you'd very little choice in the matter – then this book is the stylish monochrome wardrobe to your Death Eater; the hair product to your Malfoy; the... must I go on?

COMPLETE! On a mission after the Final Battle, Hermione and Ron are separated and each subjected to Firewild smoke, a weapon developed by Death Eaters that causes the person affected to enter an alternate reality where their worst nightmares come true.

Five definitions of argue and how they fit Ron and Hermione.

Rita Skeeter's first article on the Triwizard Tournament leaves Ron distressed, Hermione bewildered, and both of them particularly inclined to bicker.

“You know what, Evans? If you wanted to break my heart, it’s broken. You bragged about being a heartbreaker and you’re right, you are a heartbreaker. But what you have is nothing compared to Lucius Malfoy’s wit and skill, he will crush you.” Remus&Lily

“So why’d you do it?” “Do what?” “Marry James?” ((RemusLily))

‘Can you paint the world, Remus?’ (RemusLily)

If something's just too horrible to contemplate, the mind will refuse to contemplate it."

An utterly ridiculous Draco/Hermione story wherein I shamelessly lambaste the entire romance genre. Featuring much snogging, a blatant lack of believable characterization - oh, and did I mention the Irritatingly Sappy Love That Dares Not Speak Its Name?

The classic deathbed scene, Draco/Pansy style. In the aftermath of Voldemort's final defeat, Draco and Pansy have one last conversation.