the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+

just a collection of a couple harry x reader oneshots a lot of x fem!reader but it will say at the beginning of the chapter

Y/n is Tom riddle's daughter. Y/n and Harry met on the train when they bumped into each other by the trolly. Y/n transferred to Hogwarts at year 4 due to being expelled from her old witchcraft and wizarding academy. There was an instant connection when they met, but once they got sorted into their houses, little did they know everything would change. Will fate bring them to be friends? Or maybe a bit more.

"You once asked who I love most in this world." "Its you." ************************* Harryxoc Starting at POA. ~ Currently updating ~