Pesky Little Words

The moment he fell for her, he supposed, was the moment that he became weak. Because really, blushing and stuttering at the sight of her was not something that a brave, manly Gryffindor aspired to do. But frankly... since when had he ever played by the rules?

Regardless of his feelings for Lily Evans, Hogwarts was falling apart. The self-proclaimed Dark Lord was rising and people were carrying secrets, secrets which were as frustrating as hell when they weren't admitted to. But just as likely as him admitting his feelings, or heaven forbid, getting rid of them, he would not let his home be torn apart.