Contrary to popular belief, it's not always the man who does all the chasing.

Well, it's simply what the title says: twenty random things Albus Severus Potter has never told anyone. R&R!

Albus and Rose find an old stone bowl at Grimmauld Place & decide to try a little fortune telling at Halloween. Written for the Reviews Lounge Halloween challenge, "Something Wicked This Way Comes." Oneshot.

Fluff. Pure unadulterated fluff. Short, Sweet, and embarrassing for both Ron and Hermione - The best kind of story. one shot. Review please.

"You're right," she says. "I went through boy after boy, and never pursued anything. But that was because none of those boys were you." / Victoire and Teddy, from first year to that fateful kiss at King's Cross, and everything in between.

"We loved you," James says quietly, staring intensely at you as you break down into sobs, "I loved you. He lied." JPLE Oneshot.

He makes no sense, and you hate it, but you can't hate him because every once in a while, this decent person shines through. And in a lot of ways, that just makes it all worse. A reflection of James Potter.

Rose Weasley is a mystery, one that Scorpius Malfoy is determined to solve, even if it takes seven years and a conversation with a portrait or two.

Pieces Universe. In the days after Voldemort's defeat, everyone is looking forward. Everyone, that is, except Ginny, who finds herself caught in the past, unable to move forward until she's cleared the air with Harry. Companion to Not Like a Stone.

Pieces Universe. Neville's seventh year at Hogwarts is unlike anything he's ever known. Called unexpectedly to be a leader, how will he react when he finds Ginny drinking on the roof at midnight? A Neville/Ginny friendship fic

She’s not sure why they’ve kept it a secret, this. They’re friends, aren’t they? Would it really be such a scandal if people found out that after meetings, sometimes they came back here, listened to bad music, got a bit tipsy, and talked about James? SBLE

Ten-year-old Rose Granger-Weasley finds a very old magazine clipping. "Rosie," Mum said in a stunned voice. "You don't honestly believe this rubbish, do you?" She seemed to gather the worst from Rose's sheepish expression.

"Bloody hell, Weasley," Scorpius exclaimed. "When I said I'd love to be tangled up in your sheets one day, I didn't mean like this." A collection of RoseScorpius one-shots.

James and Lily, from muggle classics to cinnamon sticks to triangular boxes of chocolate, with a dose of romance for good measure. - The seventh year in snapshots. - JamesLily

"He's seeker in a game of Quidditch and she's the snitch. It won't stop until he's caught her, but he fears he never will. He'll be prisnor to this torturous game forever." Lily/James two-shot.

For a moment they only breathed, looking at each other. There was resent in his eyes and in hers. And then he said angrily, “I was in love with you and you know it.” James/Lily.

LJ. "When you two touched, the electricity made the hairs on everyone’s necks stand like soldiers, something intangible but so intensely there that it was chilling, preternatural. And when you two kissed in secret, that single time two weeks ago..." R&R?

Kidnapped from the library by James Potter, Lily Evans is put in front of the Mirror of Erised and asked one simple question: what desire does she see in the reflection? One shot.

“The world had stopped because he was there, his body stiff, his knuckles clenched, his eyes dangerously dark, and he was shouting something but she couldn’t focus.” LJ. Oneshot.

"I want to marry you," James interrupted, completely matter-of-fact. I sat up so quickly I almost fell off the bed. James reached out a hand to steady me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Wh-what?" I stammered, heart pounding. L/J, Lily's POV

Hormones ruin everything. Particularly when the Quidditch captain you used to hate comes out with no shirt on and his hair all messed up and wet, your brain shuts down, and he catches you looking. Not fun. Oneshot.

James decides his favourite beech tree needs sprucing up for Christmas...with stolen decorations. A James and Lily sixth year one shot. Fluff is inevitable, my minions.

Once again, I watched another generation of red hair and green eyes, black hair and hazel eyes go through Hogwarts. And once again, I see and hear the echos of time.

She shivered involuntarily, her hands coming to press against his hard chest. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do. There was a feeling in the pit of her stomach that had never been there before.

James, I'm throwing the lamp away. Oh, what furor these words can cause. What horror! What amazement! What chaos! What snogging! Who ever said destiny couldn't be fulfilled by a lamp?