Stories by pansysnarkinson
Diptych
Writing in a diary wasn't something that had ever appealed to Regulus; even the thought of writing down his e...
Of Pinstripes And Potions
When James wakes up, his head his pounding. He can't remember drinking anything, but supposes he must have be...
Soil Falling Over My Head
Regulus Black is certain. He knows what he must do;
He must keep the Horcrux a secret, and he must face death...