All Sakura had wanted to do was bring that sad little garden back to life. She never counted on igniting the curiosity of the infamous Prince Sasuke himself...

Danzou's regime has become powerful and immutable. To restore Konoha to its former glory, he demands many sacrifices from its citizens, and in his ambition to steal the bloodlines of other villages, Sakura has become one such sacrifice. KakaSaku. AUish.

Two enemies strike a bargain to save what they both hold dear. He will reveal a truth that shakes her beliefs, drawing her into a web of lies and betrayal. She will offer the redemption for which he never hoped and show him how to be human again. ItaSaku.

Forced to flee their village and the new regime, the loyal shinobi of Konoha must find a way to preserve their way of life and take back their home. As they fight for their future, Team Seven struggles to overcome the past. KakaSaku

As Japan teeters on the edge of civil war, two young samurai struggle to make sense of family ties, friendship, and love. When choosing between loyalty and happiness, there is no right answer.

Being a nanny is easy. Not. Ask Sakura...thrown in the midst of spoilt brats, uptight employers, kidnapping plots, fashion world politics & strange dreams. Oh, and did we mention her crush on her arrogant amber eyed boss?

Tossing aside his manly pride, James decides to take Lily on her perfect Valentine's Day date at Madam Puddifoot's tea shop.

Spell engineering has never been so complicated than when an afternoon of trying and trialing leaves James and Lily in an interesting position. LJ-oneshot.

They always say that right before you die, your life flashes before your eyes. I never bought it. [One-shot] James' point of view seconds before his death.

Vernon loved normalcy almost as much as you did and these people were not normal. He hated them, but then again, you hated them more. [One-shot.]

Christmas tart making gets a bit out of hand when, much to Lily's dismay, James decides to boil his batch of dough in the fireplace.

Lily gets an early-morning surprise on her birthday. LilyJames drabble.

."All I'm saying is that--as someone who has been familiar with the tune longer--I most likely have the advantage in knowing the proper lyrics." James and Lily argue about the proper lyrics to an old Christmas favorite. LJoneshot.

Caught in the act of trying to learn how to waltz, James's dancing troubles result in some interesting consequences. LJ.oneshot

James reconsiders his views on mistletoe during the annual game of Christmas Eve Drunken Poker. LJoneshot.

James receives a note from his girlfriend, asking him to meet her somewhere unusual. ::Mature::

We all know James and Lily were Head Boy and Girl, but who said they were in the same year? This is an alternative universe type fic ie. not true to JKR's plot line. Enjoy!

Professor Potter and Head Girl Lily Evans... The Dark Decline

Potter was going to say that he wasn't my boyfriend. I couldn't let him do that. For the love of Merlin, I could not let him do that. I had to stop him. He couldn't tell her the truth. So I did the only conceivable thing I could think of. I kissed him.

Lily likes surprises, and this thing with James Potter has been positively filled with those.

L/J. He wants to wipe clean the possibility of her death, wants to annihilate the mere thought of it, wants to make it disappear, to turn her into his own eternity. "You are forever."

L/J. She's almost to the library when a hand grabs her wrist and yanks her into what appears to be an empty classroom. It is. They've been here before. She's intimately acquainted with the desk nearest the door. But it's a good thing she's not honest.

L/J. "We should leave." With the receiver pressed against her ear, Lily waited in the quiet of the night, twisting the telephone cord in a white-fisted hand. She should've known he wouldn't like the idea, but she was so tired of the nightmares...

L/J. "There are days that they meet in secret, deep in the night after the castle is asleep and their only witnesses are the midnight-darkened trees and the infinite stars, silent and watchful. It is here that they begin to listen."

L/J. 'James chuckles. "I should get on? What did I marry you for if you're not going to make breakfast in the morning?"'