Bond: O que acontece quando você é amaldiçoado com um elo de casamento sendo obrigado a conviver com seu pior inimigo? Isso é o que ocorreu com Draco Lucius Malfoy e Harry James Potter. Bond vai contar essa história, e nos mostrar que muitas vezes o ódio pode virar amor. Essa história não é originalmente minha, ela foi escrita em inglês e traduzida no Fanfiction.net, reservo todos os direitos tanto da história quanto da tradução as autoras: (autora da história original) Anna Fugazzi (autoras da tradução) Calíope Amphora e Dana Norram. Link da história original: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/2493456/1/Bond Link da história traduzida: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/2773972/1/Bond Aviso: a história se passa no 7º ano de Harry e Draco, mas a fanfic foi escrita antes do lançamento de "Harry Potter e o enigma do príncipe", portanto, Harry não saiu atrás das horcruxes, e está estudando em Hogwarts em seu 7º ano, gostaria de lembrar também que nessa fanfic Dumbledore não morreu e Draco não é um comensal. Bond é uma história antiga de drarry, mas uma das melhores, se não a melhor, minha fanfic de drarry favorita com toda a certeza, espero que vocês também gostem e se deliciem com essa leitura, tanto quanto eu a aproveitei enquanto lia diversas vezes.

A King. A creature stuck in a dark prison made of its own pain. And for some reason, these two are meant to be. {Honorable Mention in the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards}

#1 in Cryptids 1/12 The town of Graveflat is thriving ever since Colt's great grandfather discovered silver in the nearby mines. However, things are soon to change after the arrival of an unexpected stranger. Entranced by his charms, Colt eventually discovers the newcomer is hiding a horrifying secret... *** "The man did indeed find out where the stench was coming from. Only, it wasn't what he expected. For a moment, he felt his knees grow weak until he collapsed on the floor with a loud gasp. That was a mistake on his part, for the tall shadow at the end of the cemetery seemed to finally catch sight of him as well. Colt thought it was a wolf at first, but there was no mistaking the human shape to it. The thing hunched down, its long, dark claws digging into the dirt...and the closer it got the more the man could make out just what it was he was looking at. The being's face was nothing but pure darkness, with a set of large, black eyes that glistened underneath the moonlight. He could faintly make out a row of sharp teeth that seemed to have some fabric attached to it. The rest of the creature's muscular body was naked and pitch black, but there was no mistaking what sat over its head. A skinned wolf, as large as the being itself. The dead creature seemed to have a mind of its own as its eyes watched the horrified man below with burning hunger..."