Sugawara's childhood friend is at Karasuno with him. How will he add to the ongoing chaos? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lol, I suck at descriptions. This is just me putting my daydreams into words for others to see. I hope you enjoy my book. BEWARE THIS IS A BXB!!!! IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS THEN DO NOT READ IT!!!

The oracle gripped her hair and slowly tore it open through its tangles. Her clouded eyes met Zeus's lightening blue ones. She spoke In a rattled voice, "I've foreseen a future with the coming of not a god, but a new Titan hidden from the mortal and god's eyes. Preserved since the beginning, older than time. The Titan resides unawakened In a floating island of ice, touching the surface of the ocean. A frozen cavern of turns and daggers." Her voice carried through the room, slowly meeting Zeus. Zeus sat at his throne unbothered but thinking. He raked through his mind if the prophecy was even possible. Of course it was worth considering, but he still felt doubt over such a bold statement, a bold prophecy. Zeus sighed, annoyed by the vagueness of the oracle. One of the many things that irritated Zeus was vagueness. He didn't understand why Oracles couldn't just be straight forward and speak their truth without any riddles. "Is this being awakened yet?" Asked Zeus. The oracle didn't speak, she simply stood still unmoving. Apollo swallowed hard and stepped forward, ready to answer his father. "Father, the oracle speaks in a way that implies the being hasn't woken yet." He explained, his eyes searching his father's for a sign of reassurance. "But I assume it's close to awakening." Added Zeus. Zeus took a deep sigh, unable to come up with a conclusion as to wether the oracle spoke truths or riddled words with different meanings. Zeus honestly couldn't be bothered, a large part of him rejected the idea of a new unawakened Titan still around, a Titan of his father's generation to say the least. "It sounds like an issue for Poseidon." Groaned Zeus.

Warning: This story contains too many puns. Sorry in advance.

I've wanted to write one of these for a while now I want to try to write a book for each of the Harry Potter books. I've had trouble find these types of stories that actually go through each year, so why not give this one a try.

Chloe Reynolds is a muggle-born witch attending Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Being friends with James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus isn't going to be easy. But when she catches the eye of one of the marauders: things might get a little interesting. NOTE: I do not own any of the names or places used in this book from the Harry Potter series. They belong to the amazing J. K. Rolling.

What if Hermione was never a muggle born Granger but a pureblood Zabini? Starts in first year. Dramione. Completed

Hermione Granger? Gryffindor princess, know-it-all, mudblood? Her life went from perfect to hectic after the war Ron abused her, she found out she was not even a mudblood, she will have to admit defeat before she could admit her love. He twin sister helped her see that.

What is it that makes a person good? Is it who they are, or how they are raised? The people around me are a mixture of good and bad, my twin brother Harry is the good and the Dursley's? Well they are the bad. If Harry and I have the same parents surely we should both be good, right? So why is it that I feel bad, that some part of me seems rotten to the core? What's wrong with me? Angelica Flora Potter. That's the name I have always had for myself. Twin sister of Harry Potter, orphaned child of Lily and James Potter. The odd niece of Vernon and Petunia Dursley. What is my truth though? Who am I beyond all of that? There has always been an evil streak within me, there has always been something slightly odd about me. When facing the battle of light over dark, I'm not sure I can always going to keep choosing the side of light. !!!I own none of these characters except for Angelica and Poppy they all belong to jK Rowling.!!!