"You were like a wild rose in a wide meadow. No matter how much I want you, no matter how pretty you are, I will never be able to pick you and take you with me. [...] No matter how much I want you, I will never really be able to have you with me, because as soon as I take you out of your freedom and joy, you start to wither on the way until life will have completely escaped from you." His mind is a mess. His thoughts, I feel, are like a thunderstorm in open sea. There is no way out of it. No shelter to hide inside. No assurance that the storm will pass by any soon. But only the hope. All what is left is the hope, for the dusty clouds to pass by and let some of the warm sunshine shine again. Young love, promised and mature. And yet, so undiscovered and foolish. A love story full of passion, strong feelings, poetry and memories you would sell your soul to experience yourself; A love story full of tragedies, wisdom and twists you would beg never to have started at all. Will they grow together or destroy one another? A Draco Fan-fiction

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

𝘛𝘞: +18 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘉𝘋𝘚𝘔, 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭. | 𝐀𝐔 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 | Fred Weasley is far from his golden days as one of the heroes. He is far from the innocent boy who joined the Order of the Phoenix long time ago. Now, he is immersed in his worst nightmare; a dark world ruled by his worst enemies - the Death Eaters. To preserve their power and expand their ideology all over Europe (and the entire world if it's possible), the Death Eater children will be married to the blood traitors as an act of mercy from the Dark Lord. And, of course, Fred was never lucky - he was in an arranged marriage with Lilith Arambella, the worst of his enemies. ✵ Fred Weasley x Fem OC ✵ Enemies to Lovers ✵ Post-War, Death Eater Society. ✵ Doesn't follow the original Harry Potter plot. All the characters from the original Harry Potter books and films belong to She-who-must-not-be-named aka JKR. 𝐗 𝐚 𝐧 𝐚 ✵

Everyone knew the cliché. It wasn't a secret. Cold hearted Slytherin falls for a warm and overly loud Gryffindor. That wasn't Beatrice's case. She was the cold hearted Slytherin, but the simple concept of love bored her to death. She had known love, yes. But not the kind he was offering. Love at first sight? She probably would have laughed on anyone's face who dared mention the most classic trope of them all. "Utter bullshit," she answered every single time. Until, it happened to her and struck her between her sapphire eyes like a stunning spell. Tumbling down everything that she had ever known and believed in. But she was stubborn. And so was he. Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic does not follow the events of the books and only contains certain aspects of it since it is an AU. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out.

Power fantasy story about a vampire 'princess' in Hogwarts. Featuring lesbian harem, minimal relationship drama and dark themes. For as long as she could remember, Amy, or Ahmose to the court, has stood by her adoptive father's side. Her father, her sire, Anubis, was an illusive figure. Ancient and secrative. Only a handful of people had physically seen him. The Court, lost to time, was all but forgotten to the outside world, but not for much longer. Amy had been 'adopted' young, the child of cultists, she had recieved The Embrace at only 5 years old. The youngest 3rd generation vampire in centuries. More spectacularly, she was the only high vampire to retain her capability for witchcraft. Now she is 15, Her father and The Court, understanding they cannot effectively train her, have elected to send her to mortal school: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This book is my first attempt at story telling. Feedback, criticism and corrections are welcomed. I intend for it to be pretty dark, although it will be fairly light for a while. The story is quite a power fantasy, Amy will be overpowered, attractive and intelligent but quite emotionally and socially stunted. It features a lesbian harem (Hermione, Pansy, Luna, Ginny, Helena Ravenclaw (yes, the ghost) and very late Bellatrix.) with Amy at the centre. Will include: Graphic violence Death Dark Magics Smut (only some, not a lot) Corruption of good characters (Love interests will eventually be turned) Cover art found: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/455145106088366307/ Characters except the Vampires are, unfortunately, owned by the JK Rowling. Trans rights are human rights. I refuse to give up a huge part of my childhood because of that evil woman.

"Sweetheart, you are the badger, I am the snake, but in this chase, I am the predator and you are my prey." With that he moulded their lips together, sealing their fates permanently. (Chapter 20) ~*~ She was a girl who wanted nothing more but to fade away in surroundings, he was a boy who wanted to be known by everyone. She was a girl who wanted to be invisible, he was the boy who wanted to rule them all. She was a girl who wanted nothing to do with him, he was a boy who wanted to do everything with her. He was Tom Riddle, but God who was she? P. S. Extended summary within. ~*~ © 2017-2020 _nomad_ © © This story is copyrighted, so no stealing. No part to be reproduced in any form anywhere, without the written permission of an author. © "The Harry Potter characters are borrowed from J. K. Rowling." "Images belong to their rightful owners." ~*~ Highest rank #421 in fanfiction as on 01/05/2018 and #1 in Harry Potter. Thank you so much, my wonderful readers. It was impossible without you.

𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑜 𝑅𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 | 𝑠𝑚𝑢̈𝑡 (book 1) He was troubling, she was confusing. He wanted her, she wanted him. He made her crazy, she made him fall in love. He kept secrets, she kept her life private. He got her, she lost him. (book 2 in writing - The Lestrange behind it all)

Love, such an amazing feeling. But that is not always the case. There are some who don't believe in love, such as Mattheo Riddle. He'd grew up never feeling loved, or feeling love in his heart. But that all changes once he meets the descendants of Rowena Ravenclaw, Elysia Clarke. "I will love you until the end of my days, darling." "You promise?" "I promise." Please do not copy nor steal my work, I worked very hard on this book. Thank you!

"I was reaching for stars that didn't exist, caught up in the fantasies born of willful hope. I threw myself in the path of fate because I wanted to be swept away." ... We do stupid, stupid things in the name of those we love. We dedicate ourselves to false promises and we hope that in the end, it all turns out alright. I was never the kind of person who jumped into things without thinking about the consequences. I never dreamed of what could come from some silly mistakes. Two new students come for their 6th year at Hogwarts. Neither of them particularly want to be there. What havoc could a witch and a dark wizard bring to the year? As they both become frustratingly curious about each other, things fall in place that might never have occurred if they had just never met. ... So I started this book because I was bored, and now it's kind of my life accomplishment weirdly enough. It's not perfect and definitely not what it started out as but this fic has parts of my heart and soul in it and I'm proud of how far it's come. Contains toxic but also lovable Mattheo Riddle and an emotionally relatable mc. !!!Finished updating but still doing some editing!!! *WARNING* Contains violence, sexual content, swearing, mentions of abuse, death and possibly more. *I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamara, I only own my own characters. Happy reading

BOOK ONE In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored. BEING REWRITTEN (can find new version titled HON REWRITTEN on my account) !!!PLEASE DONT MAKE RR COMMENTS!!!