_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ It was practically written in the stars, illuminated by the light of the moon. Both Y/N Sterling and Harry Potter felt like it was a never-ending pining. It was a fleeting feeling, seeing the other smile at them across the room. Then eventually, the pining and the confusion ended, they confessed their love- but an era of mystery and danger arose, an era they weren't sure they'd survive. But Harry had Y/N, he had his friends. That was enough. Everything would be okay, forever and always. ~~~ "You're insufferable, you know that?" Y/N whispered, feeling Harry's lips curve into a smirk against the back of her hand. He kept eye contact while kissing her hand, body bowed in a silent invitation for a dance. "You love it," he said teasingly, then stood straight and pulled her close. Wrapped in his arms, she looked up at his grinning face. Slowly, he began to lead her in a waltz. He snaked his arms around her waist while she looped hers around his neck. They danced to music that, seemingly, only they could hear. Y/N Sterling and Harry Potter, a match made in the heavens, bright as the stars and as true as the moon. ~~~ DISCLAIMER!: I do not own the Harry Potter series - all rights for the plotline, characters and dialogue, etc, created by J.K. Rowling belongs to her. However, I do own my OC's (such as Y/N and others,) my ideas, my story-structure, my dialogues, etc.

After a long and painful chemotherapy with noting but death at its end, Ann awakes under cruelest pain in a unfamiliar bed. While she just gave birth to a little baby. There is a breathtaking handsome man, who asserts to be her husband and a small boy with black hair who seems to be her son. While the people around her talk about a loss of memory Ann finds out what happened to her. It may sound ridiculous but it seems she landed in the world of her favourite book series. However the story of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, didn't start yet. Or in the near future. Because her little son who watches her with fear from the edge of her bed is nobody else but Sirius Black and the child she just gave birth to is Regulus Black. That makes her Walburga Black. She is purebloody fucked! The story comes alone from me, but the world is from Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Part 7 of the Times Saga. The books can be read independent from each other.

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]

River Potter was taken that night her parents died, by Severus Snape and sent off to live with Zabini family, raised as a Pureblood, she never accepted her Potter blood, when she goes to Hogwarts, she meets Harry Potter, her brother. Draco Malfoy Love Story.