Ginny stumbles through their fireplace with gleaming eyes and a look that both amuses and terrifies him. "Welcome back," Harry starts, but stops at the shit-eating grin currently on Ginny's face. "What is it this time? Theft? Murder?" "Match-making!" she exclaims.

Sometime between night and dawn, Harry and Ginny find each other again.

Series of drabbles. A look into their post DH life. HG RHr mainly. Sweet and funny. R&R. Follows the book, names and kids of the Epilogue.

All the pain goes out the window the moment they put her son in her arms. He's perfect. Ten little toes and ten little fingers. Pink, wrinkled face and crying up a storm. He's tiny and warm and the way he instinctively cuddles up to her makes something inside her - the something broken that's been twisted and gnarled and broken - mend back together and fall into place.

Collection of drabbles and quick oneshots about the life and times of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. Chapter 24: Touché. "Annabeth knew Piper was up to something the moment she approached her worktable in ceramics class. She had the same wicked gleam in her eyes as the day she'd charmspoken a conceited son of Hebe into being a model for her little half-sisters' makeover games."

It had never seriously occurred to him that he was getting older. He'd mention it in passing jokes, laugh at Annabeth when she'd frown at a supposedly white hair, proclaim his old age when his back hurt the tiniest bit. But it'd never hit him so hard as it had that day. He'd grown up.

So she closed her eyes, ran a finger across the brochure at the bus station and came up with Storybrooke, Maine. She held on to Henry, tried to crush the memories of borrowed motel rooms and maps and broken promises. She'd waited long enough in Tallahassee. She hopped on a bus and they were off to the start of the rest of their lives. Modern Day AU. Emma doesn't give Henry up.

He figured, time machine. Different universe and a human lifespan, but still. Time machine. He was bound to have a couple mishaps like that along the way. A harmless little paradox wasn't so bad. He just hadn't known at the time how many of those there would be.

Logan Jackson knew there was something wrong with the donkey-legged lady. No hormonal dysfunction in the world would give someone hooves. He'd also like an explanation to why she tried to kill him with fangs. His parents had some serious explaining to do. Percy and Annabeth's son finds out that his weird family is a little weirder than he had originally thought. Chap 3 edited.

Es verano de nuevo, y Percy y Annabeth se preparan para volver al campamento después de su año en la universidad.

Él temblaba de la cabeza a los pies, pálido como un fantasma; pero aún así me sonría y me prometía que no tenía miedo de nada. TLO drabble.

The truth was every time Annabeth was away for some reason, the world seemed to suck a little more than usual. Annabeth is away for a conference, and her husband and son miss her terribly. Fluffy drabble.

"When Percy and Annabeth had invited them to their kid's first birthday party, he had said yes without thinking twice, he had no idea what he was getting himself into. Now, seeing the way Piper looked at the baby, with eyes all shiny and tender, he was starting to realize the mess he had created for himself." Jasper, side Percabeth

"Poseidon rested his hand on the baby's head. A gentle breeze ran across the beach, filling Percy with warmth, and assurance, and a feeling that everything was going to be alright. His father muttered the words to an ancient hymn – a blessing." Poseidon meets his first grandson in a hundred years. Fluff, percabeth

Annabeth is stressed. She is swamped with work, her son won't stop running around screaming and Percy was out of town for work. On top of that, she can't find inspiration for a museum design due tomorrow. But despite everything, she manages to make it through the night just fine. Fluffy oneshot.

"Good afternoon." the nayad bowed, then added slowly. "My lord." And disappeared in the water before Percy could reply. Annabeth's brain connected the dots instantly. My lord… My lady. She blushed furiously. Fluffy oneshot.

Annabeth looked at her son. He was dry. In the bathtub. Dry. In the water. She held her breath. "Percy!" she yelled. - Annabeth finds something curious about her baby son. Fun fluff.

Sometimes Percy wondered if becoming a marine biologist was a bad idea. Especially when the fish seemed to think that meant he was some sort of therapist.

Leo had enough trouble talking to girls without throwing a miniature helicopter at her head and setting himself on fire soon after. He knew demigods had bad luck, but this was just ridiculous. He must have been some evil lord's minion in a past life, because there was no way you could gather that much bad karma in only sixteen years, but, hey, he's in love again. Side Percabeth

It's summer again, and Percy and Annabeth are getting ready to go back to camp after their year in college.

Percabeth Drabbles. My shot at the I-Pod Challenge game thing. It was fun, and I decided to try. Hope you enjoy them!

"Do you regret it?" "Sometimes." Thalia and Percy have a cousin bonding moment talking about their shots at immortality. Percabeth mentioned. Special Nico cameo! Might be a bit OOC. Sorry for that.

"Her fingerprints are made of the tons of others that left their marks upon her." Written for the Veritas Monthly Prompt Challenge.

"She was the oracle. She had predicted his happy ending. And now she got to have privileged visions of his brilliant life without her." Rachel-fic. Percabeth mentioned. May be a little OOC.

He shook head to toe and was pale as a ghost, but still he smiled and promised me he wasn't scared of anything. TLO drabble. Kind of Annabeth's POV.

- E se eu for um padrinho ruim? E se ele me odiar? E se eu deixar ele cair de cabeça? E se ele achar que eu sou um perdedor? - Tá legal, eu já aguentei demais a sua ladainha! Escuta o que eu vou dizer!" Teddy está vindo. E Harry está morrendo de medo!

What if I'm a bad godfather? What if he hates me? What if I drop him on his head? What if he thinks I'm a loser?" "Okay!" she said "I’ve had enough of your babbling. Listen to me, and listen now!" Teddy is coming. And Harry's terrified! Oneshot. Sweet.