"..Why is he looking at me like that?" Asked Draco, his voice hoarse after being slammed into the damn wall. He'd deal with Granger later. Snape turned around, realising that Potter was, indeed, staring longingly at Draco. Snape let go of his collar, watching as Potter stared at Draco, biting his lip. Literally. Potter had only ever stared at him like that in his imagination. Draco looked from between Snape and Potter, a horrified expression on his face. "Mate?" Asked Weasley, trying to walk closer to Potter, obviously taken aback at his odd behavior. Potter not taking his eyes of Draco, spoke; "Why do I have to fight the urge to fucking kiss Malfoy right now?" Warnings: Mature content. Cursing. Violence. Top; Draco Bottom; Harry

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Tags: TIME TRAVEL, SANE VOLDEMORT, TOM RIDDLE POV, POSSESSIVE TOM RIDDLE, POWERFUL HARRY, ROMANCE, FLUFF AND ANGST, SLOW BURN, HUMOR, MUTUAL PINING, HAPPY ENDING, Crack Treated Seriously, Drama, Parent Voldemort, Daddy Issues, Protective Tom Riddle, Snark, Sassy Harry Potter, Living Together, Enemies to Family to Lovers, Sugar Daddy, Redemption, Falling In Love, Sexual Tension, Comedy of Errors, Intense, Passion, Soul Bond, Soulmates. Warning: May cause hysterical laughter and uncomfortable arousal at the same time. When a Voldemort in his thirties encounters a time-travelling, seventeen-year-old Harry Potter, he makes a dangerous-and hilarious-assumption. He assumes that Harry is his son. And his son, of course, deserves the very best. A confused Harry plays along for the sake of self-preservation, but living with his "father" is proving to be intolerable in more ways than one. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "You are mine," Voldemort said gently, and smiled when Harry flinched. So the boy did know Voldemort, after all. He knew Voldemort was to be feared. "I will look after you, my own." "I don't belong to you," Harry spat, despite his fear. Oh, what a delight he was! He was no cowering, simpering sycophant, like Voldemort's other followers; no, this child had a spine of steel. Not many could stand before Voldemort without quailing. "You are my son," Voldemort declared. "Of course you belong to me. Your every cell, your every fiber, your every heartbeat. You are mine in flesh and blood and soul. You are mine in magic. And you will not deny me."

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"You were my miracle, and you saved me in every way imaginable." In which a hatred turns to a friendship, and a friendship becomes something more. ** this fic is completely unedited, rushed, and truly not thought though and slightly embarrassing but for some reason is getting a lot of reads

I felt trapped in Charlotte Town. There was nothing for me there, no room to grow. So I cut my hair, changed my name, and got a job on a steamship. I didn't expect to fall in love with Gilbert Blythe. The only problem is, he thinks I'm a boy. [gilbert blythe x fem!oc] plot credit: @mangoesblythe schedule is all over the place PREVIOUSLY NAMED "GIRL" REWRITE IS ON HOLD UNTIL END

Fanfiction: The Promised Neverland Cover not mine ©tto •••• Guess what? You reincarnated as Conny in Anime with the title of 'The Promised Neverland'. Wanna bet if you'll survive? "Ray, We're buddies, right? You want me to survive, right?" I asked him with a pitiful expression on my face. Only a week left before my shipment, I have to persuade him to survive! I will really smack the one who made me reincarnated as Conny! I mean why not Emma? and why on this freaking world?! I don't want to become a food! Curse you Reincarnation God! Ray closed his book before glancing at me. "Survive huh? Not even possible" He replied. Ray throws the book in his hand."Here, read this. You might think of a way to survive with yourself" The book landed on my face. I glared at him before picking up the book. "Rude! I thought we're best buddies," I said as I tugged his clothes. "If I die, I'll visit you every night." "Yeah, Scary," He said as he rolls his eye. On the day of my shipment: Mama Isabella started to hummed her Lullaby as we started to walk. I can't help but to sing her Lullaby as well. Before I got reincarnated here, I always hum this song whenever I take a bath. I keep humming as we got near to a big gate. However, while singing with her. I noticed that Isabella stopped walking. "Mama, why did you stopped walking?" I asked in confusion. A warm smile appeared on my face as I glanced at her behind my back. "Don't you want me to sing with you?" "How did you...?" She asked in a terrified expression. "Hmmm, Mama. Your lullaby sounds peaceful, you shouldn't stop singing"

The story takes place in 2020, modern era. This is about a girl who has to travel back in time in order to save the present time that seems to fall apart because of dark magic. The only person who can fight this dark magic is no other than the former Dark Lord himself, from the past. Bringing Dark Lord to the future. Is it wise? Primrose Quinton is very powerful. Too powerful sometimes. And that's why she is chosen to go on this mission. Primrose Quinton is their only hope. Would Primrose's compassion attracts the Dark Lord? Characters: You as Primrose Quinton Feel free to imagine how you look, yourself. Tom Marvolo Riddle Him. Author's Note I've decided to write a different kind of story in which has a modern twist in it. I've included some characters and situations from other Cinematic Universe just to make it more interesting. I hope you'll enjoy it! :D -I do not own any of the characters except for mine. -Pictures and music belong to the rightful owners.