"The scratching sound from the ceiling begins again, and Harry groans. Within a minute, a soft, rhythmic thumping joins in time with the scraping, and he curls in upon himself, trying to bury his head under the pillow."

The longest journey comes to an end. (DH missing moment—major spoilers!)

There are moments when everything you thought you knew changes.

Ginny has a plan. Or two. (Ginny/Harry. Post-HBP.)

"Ginny just needed him here. The last thing in the world she wanted was for him to see her body, which hardly felt like hers. The next to last thing was him—or anyone—touching her. She’d had Lily pulling and chewing on her all day, and one or both of the boys tugging at her legs. All day, every day, for the last two weeks."

He wanted the best for his daughter. He wanted her to have the wedding of her dreams—he knew that, once the Scamander boy had taken Lily’s hand from his, she would be Harry’s little girl no more. So never mind that Stonehenge hadn’t been the kids’ idea, but Harry’s—he wanted the best. Cost a fortune? He was supposed to have the bloody fortune to spend! (Post-DH-epilogue Harry/Ginny)

Loss does not always diminish. (Post-DH)

It's Ginny's sixteenth birthday, and she asks for a present that he hadn't considered giving her. (post-HBP)

A sound disturbs Hermione, wakes her from a dream that dissipates like mist leaving only a scent of grass and… (Hermione/Ron, autoeroticism; part of the same ficverse as The Wisest Course)

It's Bill and Fleur's wedding, and Harry discovers that you never know where a single kiss will take you.

Luna has an interesting decision to make... and someone unexpected to help her with it.

Those we love never leave us.

Sometimes, a break in the storm offers no calm. (DH missing moment)

The problem with Muggle forms of transportation is that they give you too much time to think.

It's two in the morning, and Ginny's alone in the Grimmauld Place kitchen: "Looking at the whitewashed wall opposite her, Ginny sighed, sensing the ghosts of the place—real ghosts, imagined ghosts, metaphoric ghosts—swirling around the damp, heavy pile above her head." (Post-HBP; mild horror)

Sometimes you can find what you need out under a Halloween moon.

Ginny's fifth year hasn't started at all as she'd hoped. (Missing moment from HBP)

On the train back after Dumbledore's funeral, Luna puzzles out the answers to some questions.

Sometimes your life plays tricks on you--and whether it's a treat or not is all in the eye of the bloody beholder. (Pansy/Luna, post-War; entry in the HP_Lovebirds exchange.)