To kill a snake, you must cut off its head. But that can't kill a hydra. Cut off a head and more grow in its place. And so, to kill a hydra you must cut out the heart. Or burn it. Sherlock Holmes, with his international reputation and homeless network, was a snake. Kill him and his body dies, too. Crime, however, was a hydra. Criminals, its heads. And Jim Moriarty, its heart.

"The sight of Draco Malfoy charging out of a broom cupboard with a flailing Hermione Granger in his arms was met with a mixture of reactions from the students of Hogwarts. It didn't help that he was missing his trousers." Dramione oneshot for Jeb.

"Because we're just alike, you and I. Except you're boring. You're on the side of the angels." Either be one thing, or the other. That's what Jim believed. If you're going to be or do something, commit -go all the way. That's why Sherlock was boring. He was trying to be something he wasn't. Angels could be completely enthralling if they were actually angels.