❝ 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘬 -𝘪 -𝘴 -𝘴 -𝘪 -𝘯 -𝘨! ❞ In which a filthy Mudblood is sorted into the House of Slytherin - with, of course, Draco Malfoy. draco malfoy x reader golden era VERY SLOW-BURN ROMANCE started ; 25 of December of 2019 finished ; n/a © guiltyasfuck 2022 rated mature for strong language and smut** **smut does not start until OOTP/fifth year due to age ( I do not own the Harry Potter franchise, this is just a fanfiction for draco malfoy ! )

"Are you implying that I am responsible for Voldemort's actions?" Dumbledore's voice had finally turned cold. "No, I'm saying you're responsible for neglecting a young boy! You treated him with nothing but suspicion and coldness, and when he grew up suspicious and cold you took that as confirmation that you were always right about him." "I assume you have a reason for laying these heavy charges at my feet," said Dumbledore quietly. She sighed. "I just think... maybe you should take your own advice and try to solve this problem with love, not destruction. You don't have to destroy a Horcrux. You can heal it." "You speak of remorse," Dumbledore didn't sound impressed. "If I may, I see very little chance of convincing Voldemort to feel empathy for the things he has done -" "Not Voldemort," she interrupted. "Tom." "You are suggesting that we use Voldemort's first Horcrux to reanimate sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's tone left much to be desired. ✨Reposting from Ao3 and ff.net!!✨

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

poetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

According to the Council she was a criminal, a remorseless criminal and had a heart of ice. It has been exactly 93 days since the Final Act of War. Finally almost everything went back to place. Or did it? 𝘈𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘢 was drowning in her lies, tragedy, chaos, secrets, pain and curses, to prevent Aurora spiralling down to her very own rabbit hole with her lies, curses, chaos that followed her every step she took, The three Fates, Chaos decided to send "Films" about Aurora's life to Hogwarts for everyone to watch. Although their attention was surprisingly kind, Aurora still felt as she was digging her own grave and the current was pulling her to quicken her drowning. Atlas means 'to endure.' Which summoned Atlas' life well, It was ironic how similar he was to the Titan Atlas. He endured life, not lived. Because At the Ripe age of nine, 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 had to watch his whole Family got Slaughtered like animals. And after that Night his only Family member was his five year old cousin, 𝘈𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘢. For 𝘏𝘦𝘳, Atlas endured life, endured the burden, went to Hell and Back. 𝘏𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 the king of the Underworld. God of the dead, Riches and Darkness, Didn't believe when Chaos told him he would find his love and would end up happy, they even gave him a prophecy. You could imagine his surprise when he saw his destined one for the first time. It was at that moment Aidoneus realised what Love was. He utterly fell in love and couldn't imagine if it was possible to love her more. He observed (stalked) her. She made him pathetic, he realised it rather soon, but couldn't stop loving her. It was then when he realised he feel even deeper if that was even possible. #1 - Hades #1 - Apollo #1 - Zeus #1 - Campjupiter #1 - Annabeth Chase #1 - Rickriordan #1 - Camphalf-Blood #1 - Bellona #1 - Amphitrite #1 - marauders #1 - Losthero #1 - romanmythology #2 - regulusbla

The future send the past movies of there future in hope to stopping the tragic things what happens and hoping the movies will expose dumbledore. they watch their love one die, they watch a cold hearted boy fall in love and turn into a lovesick puppy. OC black x OC potter Walburga is good in this book, she adores regulus daughter and is civil with Sirius she realise what she done was wrong and is working on building relationship with him again, she is still predjuice . Warning ⚠️ Swearing Bad grammar I do not own Harry Potter J K Rowling does I only own my OC's.

Alana Faye was never a normal girl, she was wild and energetic and brave and some would say abnormally intelligent. But life really took a turn for the weirder when, after moving from Hawaii to England, she ends her school year being attacked by a monster. She's then told what exactly she is: a demigod. Life only gets weirder from there.

I spent fifty years avoiding my cousin and his family. Sitting here opposite of the most beautiful male I'd ever known, I cursed myself for those years. I could have met Azriel, Shadowsinger of the Night Court, a little sooner. After a lifetime of struggling to survive, Alya Song finds herself being dragged to an execution post and tied up by a War Lord of the Illyrian War Camp, Alhallow. After the weeks they'd spent torturing her, she had no fight left. So she closed her eyes and tried to think of a better place. Her mother had told her stories of a city with music and magic and light, with joy echoing in the streets, day and night. So, with death threatening to strike, she dreamed of the City of Starlight. She didn't expect to actually end up there, amongst her second cousin and his family. She didn't expect to be dragged into their ranks just as a War was brewing. And she certainly didn't expect for them to ask for her help. But then again, Rhysand, Feyre, and the Inner Circle were never the people they pretended to be, so 'unexpected' was a given.