*mature rating because of language* * TRIGGER WARNING * This is the rewrite of Learning How To Laugh Again. I feel confined within these walls that are depression, these walls that are glass, these walls that are closing in. Everyone peers in, unsure of how to act, so they just watch. They watch me get crushed between these walls. All except one.

~Book two~ Sequel to 'i'm in love with Fred Weasley but i'm Snape's daughter!' (Original title of this book: I am/ was in love with Fred Weasley, but I'm Snape's daughter?) Lucy feels pressured now, Fred isn't with her and she has to face Hogwarts with only a few of her friends because they have either left or they're parents won't allow them to go to Hogwarts. As her dad is the headmaster of Hogwarts she feels hurt that he killed Dumbledore until he explains to her the truth. Will Lucy get back with Fred?

A HARRY POTTER FAN FICTION BOOK ONE ❝Lucy wasn't sure of many things. She wasn't sure exactly when she'd discovered she was a witch. She wasn't sure what made her eyes so green. She wasn't sure as to how her father put up with rowdy students all day everyday. Hell, she wasn't even sure as to who he mother was. But she was sure that Fred Weasley loved her.❞ Lucy Snape is the daughter of the formidable Potions Master, Severus Snape, and is in her fifth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is the very same year that her best friend Fred Weasley will have his last. As he and George's final days of schooling draw to a close he desperately wants to ensure Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is ready to go. With help from someone they least expected to be willing, Fred finds himself suddenly captivated by the girl he's been 'just friends' with for so long. FIND THE SEQUEL ON MY PROFILE: I'm in Love with Lucy Snape, But I'm a Weasley!

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction