Fanfic Watty Awards winner 2011. Lily Luna Potter is the only daughter of the famous Harry Potter. It's her fifth year at Hogwarts and her feelings for a certain golden haired Slytherin are starting to surface. He's the son of an ex-deatheater, but for some reason, she can't get him out of her head. Can she resist her temptations this year? Especially on an eventful school trip to Durmstrang for the infamous Triwizard Tournement. On the outside Scorpius Malfoy has everything, the looks, the brains and the charm but there's one thing missing. A certain red head that he can't have. Or can he? This year will change everything. Magic and Love in one story. What more can you want really? Note: I know now that the new book and play has come out it may be a little different to what happens in this story, as when I wrote this story I didn't have a clue what any of the characters were going to be like. So I'm sorry if they act out of character to whats in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

Catch up with Klaus and Sky, in the sequel of 'His Unmarked Territory.' - - XD Enjoy.

High school is hard for most people and for Chloe Miller, this is no exception. She is forced to learn the perils of her choices the hard way and the result leads her to building a steel wall around herself that is impossible to crack. Eventually, her mother loses her job and Chloe is then forced to move in with her cousin and their family. This means a new school and on the first day she arrives with a dynamite mission in mind. A mission to reclaim everything that she had once lost at the hands of others. She quickly finds herself fighting a past that she struggles to forget and creating a future that she can live with. It becomes a constant battle for her, centered around peer pressure, character stereo types, cliques and consequences. Couple that with the plight of falling in love and she finds herself playing a starring role in the game of life where everyone is playing for keeps. Will she win... or will she lose? Excerpt: Sauntering forwards, she slid onto his lap with all the grace of a prima ballerina and wrapped her long arms around his neck. Leaning in to his ear, she blew out a little puff of hot air so that it fanned lightly over all the right places. She felt a sense of utter satisfaction when he shuddered. Now that Chloe was certain that she had his attention, she whispered in his ear. “You may have been the best bucko, but guess what…..I’m going to be better.” She lifted up so that she could look him in the face and smiled confidently back at him. His previous cocky demeanor had seemed to have lost some of its earlier steam, “Who are you?” he asked so low that only Chloe could hear him. His forehead was creased as he searched her face, watching her as if she was some type of strange puzzle that needed to be solved. Chloe lifted her hand patted his cheek. The boy didn’t have a clue. “I, my friend, am your biggest adversary. So what do you say Mr. Player, won’t you play with me?”