Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

It is the start of their Seventh Year, the Dark Lord is dead, and the only commotion the Golden Trio expects is to have boring, mundane lives from here on out. The Ministry of Magic has other plans. Enter Marriage Law and Dramione.

Harry Potter quit his job as an auror to become a professor at Hogwarts after he heard about madam hooch retiring. On his first day he ran into the new head of Slytherin Draco Malfoy and something inside him stirs.

James and Lily are still alive. Harry and Draco have been friends since first year. What happens when both boys come out as gay/bi? What happens when they realize who their awakening is? ❤️💛 ❤️Shoutouts💛 • @obsessedteen_16 on Instagram for complete support • @fantastic_._potterr_ on Instagram for support and ideas • to the creator of the cover (I couldn't find the name of the creator! If you know who did it let me know so I can give them a proper shoutout) ❤️💛 ❤️Warnings💛 • it's short • fluffy • Drarry • boyXboy • Wolfstar ❤️This list might get longer as the story progresses💛

[Inspired by the movie 'Kissing Jessica Stein'.] Ginevra Weasley is fed up with guys who don't understand her witty humor, her intelligence, or her slightly over-bearing family. So she takes a chance and tries something new by answering a 'female wanting female' ad. What Ginny gets is a snooty, famous, long-brown haired Slytherin whose best friend just happens to be Draco Malfoy!

This is for you Saucy mother fuckers who love Harry Potter boys (and girls) :) I put my heart into every story and yes Requests are open 😜

A girl finds herself turned into a dementor in Harry Potter's world -- where magic intertwines with danger. She needs to first make herself look presentable, and then what? Help out Harry Potter? Go enjoy her stay in Hogwarts? Or maybe lead an army of dementors and dominate the world? Of course not. She just wants to live a peaceful life and pray no one Expecto Patronum her. But then, of course, fate would never leave her alone. cover by @aeris- Highest ranking #187 in wizard Some strong language contained

"So you're saying that if I kissed you right now, you wouldn't feel anything?" He asked, taking slow, purposeful steps closer to me, but I couldn't go farther back as I felt an obstruction behind me, a desk. "Uh...totally," I cussed myself for stuttering. "Okay then, let's test that theory, shall we?" And his lips landed on mine. Sam and Ryan had been best friends when they were little and couldn't do without each other. They pinky swore they would never leave each other, but then Sam moved, breaking that promise. And now she's back, and Ryan isn't entirely happy to see her. Bookcover by @userpewpew

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.