Stories by underthelane

Lily Luna Potter has always been a bird; one moment there – the next gone. -LilyLuna-centric.
She would miss her sisters and even her parents, but she didn't regret the choice she had made.
She was beginning to lose hope. She just wanted to let go. She was tired of waiting. Just as Gabrielle was about to give up, he came. He swam towards her; his messy black hair nearly covering his emerald eyes. - Harry/Gabrielle. for Lady.
"Malfoy, Scorpius!" He raised his head, surprised at hearing his name called. As he realized it was his turn to be sorted into a house, he gulped.