It's about time Jeremiah got to show his true colours.

Jerome is everywhere. He's everywhere, yet nowhere at all because he's dead.

He can almost feel the gas still running through him. He can feel it among the air in his lungs, the blood in his veins and whirling around in his head among his thoughts.

"On my tenth birthday he held a cake knife to my throat. A few weeks later he lit my bed on fire. It was like living in a nightmare."

Jerome is dead, once again.

He really wants to believe himself, but he can't.

This isn't a cell in Arkham. He's been in there enough times to know what those look like. This is a cell Jeremiah's made for him.

If it weren't for the subtle rise and fall of his chest, Jeremiah would think the man before him is dead - once again.

Jerome thinks he's so clever, doesn't he? As if Jeremiah hasn't foreseen this.

Jeremiah has been watching since day one.

"If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'" - Shakespeare

Jeremiah feels as if he's staring at an animal in a zoo. And it's not that far off really.

What happens in the Room of Requirement, stays in the Room of Requirement. Until it doesn't, that is.

Steve and Bucky go camping.

This one was not written at 12am. It's a little angsts, but there's fluff too.

Another random thing I wrote at 12am, this time about Legolas and Aragorn just sitting up at night. Might make a series of these.

A random one shot I wrote at like 12am about Aragorn, but could be read as Boromir I guess, admiring Legolas late at night out in the forest.

Another night, another Draco and Harry hang-out at night. You know how sworn enemies are.

Harry, as always, gets up to get some hot chocolate, though his feet take him somewhere completely else.

Due to the cold weather, Harry decides to be the nice guy he is and bring some hot chocolate for him and Draco.

Once again Harry's going to the astronomy tower in the middle of the night, and coincidentally that's a place Draco Malfoy likes to go as well, so coincidentally they meet.

Nothing could have predicted the monstrosity of a day that was about to come.

Harry is starting to actually get tired at night, but decides one night to still go out, obviously for a random walk that is by no means an attempt to find someone.

Harry is sleepy for once, but goes on his usual trip to the kitchens to get hot chocolate anyway. Hot chocolate is definitely the reason he's out of bed.

Harry doesn't come across Draco on his way down to the kitchens as usual, but he does meet him on his way back.

Harry, once again, stumbles across Draco on his regular trip to the kitchens.

Harry goes out for some hot chocolate in hopes of it making him sleepy and bumps into someone on the way, literally.

Harry can't sleep so he decides to go get some hot chocolate, because why not? He's not the only one out of bed though.