Lina Madden, a witch who grew up alone with love being an oblivious feeling. The war has ended and Mattheo Riddle wants nothing more then the power that his father had and will do anything to get it back. "Oh darling, I bet you're the one in control, the one who has to do everything in order to make yourself cum." Trigger Warning: This story contains mentions of blood, abuse, suicide, self harm, and mature scenes. A Mattheo Riddle Fanfic. I own the characters Lina, Maurice, Celeste. Adelie, Lisette, Casimir, and Luca. Highest Ranking: #1 Theodore #5 Spells #3 Mattheo Riddle #1 Blaise Zabini #1 Pansy Parkinson #10 Romance #1 Harry Potter #1 Ravenclaw #7 Hogsmeade

"Goldie Dove? She's way, way to sweet for that bitter Malfoy. She's in Hufflepuff anyways." "Really? Well then you don't know her." FAST PACED STORY [Highest rank]: #7 IN FANFICTION #10 IN MAGIC #21 HOGWARTS #4 IN HERMIONEGRANGER #5 IN MALFOY #17 IN HARRYPOTTER #4 IN HUFFLEPUFF #5 IN SLYTHERIN #3 IN RAVENCLAW #1 IN GRYFFINDOR #1 IN BLAISEZABINI [HALF-BLOOD PRINCE] © 2016 sqdgirl

Olivia's 5th year summer changed her whole life, her becoming a malfoy was the best thing that ever happened to her, but what happens if she finds herself in a love with an enemy

"You can use my bathroom." Dream says, directing George to it. After a minute, George came out in the hoodie Dream gave him, only the hoodie. "W-where, umm, is the-the, umm p-a-pants." Dream stuttered, full of butterflies seeing George like that. "Umm, they didn't fit. They didn't want to stay up and they were kinda long." George explains. "Oh, s-sorry about that." "No, no, it's okay." Dream stood up, walking over to George. He hovered over the shorter boy, gazing into his brown eyes. "Hi Georgie." He says, placing a hand on George's lower back. George couldn't help but blush. He wrapped his arms around Dream's neck, needing to stand on his tippy toes to reach. ~~~~~~~~~ Dnf/karlnap story! 1k??!! Thank you wth 😭 Now 3k??? Wtfffffff thank you sm 😭 7k!?!!!?? THANK YOU SM!!

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals