"To be a seer is to walk softly on the earth and dream." slowburn harry potter x fem!oc friends to lovers (order of the phoenix to post-war) cover by me completed and being edited (I do not give permission for this book to be printed physically. Baby, this is a Harry Potter fan-fiction.)

The summer of 1996 was a fever dream. The idyllic masterpiece blanketed them from the war, clouding them in a sea of warmth and happiness. For a while there was nothing but him and her. Every morning they found themselves in each other's presence; walking, talking, laughing. For a moment they could simply be themselves. Lyra James was no longer The Seer. Harry Potter was not The Boy Who Lives. They were just a boy and a girl with one last summer. harry potter x fem!oc friends to lovers SUMMER OF '96. cover by me

"Paint me in trust, I'll be your best friend. Call me the one, this night just can't end." misc book