Grace Kellner is a small Ravenclaw who's always seen carrying a certain journal. Most people assume it's a diary, but she knows it's not. It's a book full of ideas. Ideas that seem impossible. Fred and George Weasley become interested in the book when Grace's friend Reese let's something slip. "Diary? Oh Merlin no! She's always flipping pages, always adding something, and it's very protected. If it was a diary there'd be no need to protect it, her life isn't very interesting. Probably planning the greatest prank ever." Now the twins want to know what Grace is planning, and they'll do anything to find out. -Art on cover belongs to Charlie Bowater- -Harry Potter characters and universe belong to J.K Rowling-

**COMPLETED AND UNDERGOING EDITING** Note: The title's not a typo. His fingers traced up my arms as I steadily backed away, stopping only when I felt the wall. His feather light touch sent satisfying shudders down my spine. He leaned in and kissed my collarbone and slowly moved up, leaving a trail of kisses behind. I hissed and reached up to stop him. "Ash!" I chastised. He looked into my eyes with his own, the blue in his glazed over with desire, "Hm?" "We can't. Not now." He let out a low whimper, "Then when?" He'd never been so persistent before. It was the wine. What if your kingdom was on the verge of destruction, and the only thing that you could do to stop it is marry an intolerant, rudimentary, blue-blooded man who you detested since birth? The king of Sedalia has passed away, bringing two kingdoms on the verge of war. Evelyn must marry Prince Ashton in order for him to take over the kingdom as the rightful heir. How will this arrangement work out, if at all? Will Evelyn succeed with all the duties of being Queen, nonetheless being the wife of a highnASS?

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