Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

Grande Manor, the old, creepy building on top of the hill right outside of Cheshire. Nobody goes near it at night, kids stare from the gate during the day, too afraid to go any closer. It's rumored to be haunted, stories of kids who've snuck into the house for sleepovers to prove to their friends how brave and unafraid they are, only to return home the same night speechless... Harry used to be one of those kids. He used to gaze from the back seat of the family car as they drove by, intrigued by the large wooden door up front and the windows that all seem to be covered in dark curtains. He's always wondered what the inside looked like, and there's always been this strange attraction between him and the house. Now that his parents are divorced and his mother is looking for a place to move in, this might be his chance to figure it out, and maybe while he's at it he can figure out the blue eyed boy who likes to swing on the tree.

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

Louis hates Harry, which is fine because he would really rather prefer to avoid him at all costs. The only problem? They're soulmates.

《Sequel to Impossible, rewrite》 Draco and Harry have been traveling the muggle world for three years now - but what will come when the years of avoiding their problems catches up to them? The couple is caught in a twist of unfortunate events, which seems to just be purely based of Harry's luck, doesn't it?

Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!

Author: Cassis Luna In which, Draco drinks a potion that allows him to see through lies. Harry, evidently blamed, must help him through the effects of the potion. For the first time, they see one another in a different light. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the plot nor the characters. This fan fiction is created by Cassis Luna, on fanfiction.net, just here to spread a beautiful story to others. All credits to J.K Rowling.

Flatmates. That's what Oliver Wood and Percy Weasley are. Just flatmates. And if Oliver doesn't do something, that's all they'll ever be, at least until one of them moves out, because Percy certainly won't do anything. He's too exhausted and overrun with work all of the time to deal with his personal life to notice what's going on between them. So that leaves it to Oliver to catch Percy's attention and confess his feelings. Except, it's not as simple as that and it's certainly going to take more than Oliver may have to get the job done. (And they were roommates...)(oh my god they were roommates)

A series of one shots about how Sirius attempts to show his feelings for Remus. HR: #1 in Wolfstar - 7/8/19