Zephyr had gotten caught up in the wrong crowd, and it had gotten him burned. He was isolated, unsure of what the future held, and honestly kind of peeved. Sirius never got any letters from home. So every day at breakfast, they each got a letter. From Zephyr- his own worries and rambles of the day. And from Sirius- the odd joke here and there, along with some increasingly fond responses.

17-year-old Slytherin Vi had a few secrets. He found love, then he lost it, and he wasn't able to tell anybody about it. Grief was a battle he had to fight in silence. Nothing was fair, and nothing made sense, except maybe the guitar Hufflepuff's golden boy gifted him for his birthday. 23-year-old musician Vi finds himself traveling the world for "inspiration" after his agent decides his hiatus is wrecking his career. He is not expecting to make a stop in Romania, nor is he expecting nearly being torched alive by a Hungarian Horntail to be the best thing that will ever happen to him. This fic follows Vi (original character) in both his Hogwarts and post-Hogwarts years simultaneously in alternating chapter fashion. It explores a parallel between two of his life's most impactful relationships and the growth that happened in between. Also... more Charlie Weasley content. The author needed it. PS. I've been thinking about this fic for like two years now, it's kind of a passion project of mine, so don't worry about it going unfinished, my friends. Updates may be slow, yes, but it will never be abandoned.

A collection of poems about mental health and relationships and the confusion of being a living human person.

Since his Second Year, shit has always gone down at Hogwarts. He soon came to realize that said shit always revolves around, or mostly affects, the three Gryffindors a class under him and those they associate with. Since this revelation, he has done his absolute best to remain completely uninvolved with that mess. It would be a lot easier if each of his brief, unintentional interactions with the Boy Who Lived would stop occurring so frequently. [ cover by vampiresucs ]