Mallory Monroe is a surgical intern at Grand Meadow Hospital. Harry Styles is a prestigious pediatric surgeon who will do anything to save his patients lives. But what will happen when their paths cross before they even make it through those hospital doors?

The night that Harry and Dumbledore return from the cave, the Death Eaters are delayed from reaching the top of the Astronomy Tower for one more minute. Draco Malfoy lowers his wand. A Deathly Hallows rewrite in which Draco accepts Dumbledore's offer to fake his death and go into hiding with the Order of the Phoenix. - Please note that I am not the original author of this story, @speechwriter is. That being said, I am only reposting this story on Wattpad, as some people dislike reading it on it's original platform AO3. All credits go to J.K. Rowling for writing the Harry Potter series, and @speechwriter for writing this fanfiction based off the characters in said series. Covert art: @da.a_art on Instagram Original link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23296162

"𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 '𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦'." --- 💌 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 { Currently being revised and edited } is an original One Direction fanfic, where the main OC is becomes the sixth and only girl member of One Direction. ‼️ This story will contain the use of drugs, alcohol, instances of panic attacks, mental health, mature or troubling scenes, etc. So please be wary when reading this story. It's a heavy story, meant to reflect a lot of realistic issues. ‼️ Not available for translation, nor for animation/illustration. Do not copy this story, nor the plot lines that take place. This remains strictly an English-created story on my Wattpad profile only. --- "And Harry? Oh love..." A small sigh escaped her lips while she studied my face carefully, patiently. I slightly frowned, waiting for her to continue when she placed a hand over her heart like she felt it would burst. She looked over to her son, observing the familiar boy with chestnut curls and eyes - the ones that shone with nothing but love for even the smallest things around him. My own emotions felt too heavy to handle, and what I felt for him was bigger than any capacity my rib cage could contain within its bounds. It'll never be fair. The look on his face when I had told him to never look me in the eyes again... it shattered what was left of my dignity when his desperation existed so abundantly. I'll never get to love him the way I want, so I'll have to settle for loving him the way I can. At two arm's distance. Anne's eyes were somber when she shifted her gaze upon me, like she could feel the heavy ache deep within me without the need for either of us to say a word. "That boy would write symphonies about you with the sweetest melodies... if Simon would let h