THE SATANIC BIBLE ANTON SZANDOR LAVEY We don't worship Satan, we worship ourselves, using the metaphorical representation of the qualities of Satan.

Formally known as Born with the blood of the devil (A Harry Potter fanfiction) Harry had lived an awful life so far first his abusive relatives then this huge man comes in and tells him he is actually a wizard and he will be attending a school where he will be taught how to use magic. The one thing he didn't expect was to be told he was famous in this world for something that he knew he had no control over. He had expected this school he was going to be attending to be safe and sound but soon found out it was anything but. For three years now he has fought old voldyshorts and won all the while being sent to the hospital wing and met his godfather. However the one thing that only the sorting hat knows is that the boy is extremely observant and has wisdom way beyond his years and something about his friends and headmaster does not sit well with him. He often wondered why was it that he felt more comfortable around his enemies than his friends. What most people do not know is that young harry is actually destined to be a slytherin, those that do know of this are very few most trusted friends that have also shared the same misfortunes of having to hide their true colours to keep up appearances. But will this New Year change anything for young harry and his close friends? Read to find out..... ⚠️ GRAMMATICAL ERRORS ⚠️ PUNCTUATION ERRORS ⚠️ OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE Editing official finished as of April 23rd 2026 Highest ranking in fanfiction- #29

Draco is walking the corridors of Hogwarts at some ridiculously late hour. He runs into none other than Harry Potter himself. A situation occurs leaving both boys hexed. When one of them feels an emotion, so does the other. They are emotionally linked. (Story is not edited so spelling mistakes may occur)

One gloomy night after quidditch, Harry Potter walked into an old bathroom to find Draco Malfoy crying in front of a mirror. Harry doesn't know what to feel, they've been enemies for forever. He needs to help, but he can't let his real feelings show. What does he decide? He decides to take the Gryffindor way out.

Harry just can't stop thinking about it. Despite what his friends say, he just needs to know. Why Draco only gets dressed in the bath. Why he waits until Harry asleep or gone. And what's in the little black bag he takes with him. Most of all, he wants to know why Draco stopped talking to him. Once he knows, everything will be fine. (originally written for DracoTopsHarry fest 2018)

"𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙨. 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩." 18,000+ words noteable ranks: #1 drarrysmut #8 drarryfanfic #1 cabinfever sequel- Out Of The Woods this is not affiliated with JK Rowling, I do not claim these characters as my own, simply a fanfic.

Summary: In Harry's seventh year, an unexpected subject pops up on his schedule. Pre-HBP AU. "Sex Magic", Harry/Draco, NC-17 Title: Sex Magic Author: VelvetBlood Rating: NC-17 Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, Hogwarts, or anything resembling JKR's work.

Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!

excerpt: "Gosh, Crowley thinks to himself. Is Aziraphale really that drunk? He thought he was more dramatic. Does he really take his English that seriously? Crowley puts on a robe and walks around the dull lit hotel room. He groans. Technically demons don't really need to sleep, but Crowley swears that his body is uncomfortable after the consumption of too much alcohol. His mind is too bottled up from talking earlier that he jumps into bed and barely thinks of his surroundings. His body merely feels exhausted, aching from the effort of suppressing his desires." All my late night writings when I refused to sleep. There's no broken english, I've made sure of it! It's a short story of Crowley and Aziraphale :) And yes, the cover is my very OWN artwork lol!

Harry decides to prank Draco after a game of Quidditch. Desiring for Draco to go mad, he waits for him in an empty classroom. However, as soon as he realizes Draco wants to vent his anger in different way, he appears to be rather withdrawn and insecure - despite the fact he highly likes it. Does this mean Draco has more guts than Harry, after all? They decide to create a distance between them. After not seeing each other for months, they meet by utter chance. They are tensed, confused, and ready for a fall now school starts again. How will they manage, now shadows are trailing behind them? Draco, obnoxious and knocked with daddy issues. Harry, now insecure and put on edge - knowing he's the chosen one. EDIT: The first few chapters were written when I was around the age of 13. My English has developed over time. The first story is finished and ready to read throughout. The sequel is currently added and being updated as frequently as possible. Please enjoy! TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains explicit material. Death, suicide, assault, angst, and possible slurs I wasn't aware of being offensive back in the day when I was a teenager. Please approach me if I use inappropriate words that come off as offensive. I am more than willing to change them! I hope those can forgive me for being unaware at the time. I love you all!