{Twilight Saga} Dawn•ing [noun] -The beginning or first appearance of something Luna was careful. She lived with her older brother, Ethan. He worked with Chief Swan. She wasn't allowed to be friends with certain people, her brother was hard to please. Ethan had a temper, and it seemed to flare up fast when he was with her. She used to say that her brother loved her and he was protective, that was all, but as she got older, Luna understood there was a difference between being protective and being abusive. Ethan had issues, but she thought if she loved him enough they could be fixed. TRIGGER WARNING - mentions of abuse (emotional and physical), manipulation, language, blood, sexual inclinations, and many other things I've forgotten, but BE WARNED. Paul Lahote x OC 20.06.25

Hailee Potter would be the last person one would think to run away from 'home'. Simply put, said people couldn't be more wrong. Of the year 1995 Hailee Potter finds herself being ignored not just by her muggle relatives (who rarely ever spoke to her since Hogwarts letter came five years ago). But also from her best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. With that delectable negligence spreading all the way to her Headmaster. After being set free from her charges of Underaged Magic accounted from the young witch protecting herself and her muggle cousin, Dudley, from two Dementors, she finds herself alone in Diagon Alley. It's in Leaky Cauldrons lucky hotel room number twenty that Hailee's eventfully boring summer holiday becomes less.. boring.

Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Sɪɴᴄʟᴀɪʀ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛᴏʟᴅ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, sᴏ ɪᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʙᴇꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴍɪsᴄʜɪᴇᴠᴏᴜs ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇs. ♡︎(F!OC x Tʜᴇ Lᴏsᴛ Bᴏʏs) ♡︎(16ʏʀs+) Tʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪsᴋ. ♡︎ⵊ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ ʙᴏʏs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ⵊ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ♡︎ⵊ ᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ,ᴛ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ. ♡︎Nᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ. Aʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀs

The noble and most ancient house of black are said to produce young witches and wizards with superior magic, superior bone structure and most of all superior blood. As one of the oldest, largest and wealthiest families in Great Britain nothing less would be expected. Toujours Pur. Cassiopeia Vega Black, the fourth daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black was no exception... If anything she could give the Black family something that her sisters and cousins could not, something that her ancestors before her could not. A legacy that no one in the wizarding world would ever forget. But when someone is born and raised in that kind of cruelty it tends to leave scars.

"Her blood is dripping onto the floorboards. She turns her head to the right and and sees that she's gripping Regulus' notebook. It too is smeared with her blood. She's not sure how she got here, but something in the back of her mind tells her what to do next. She steps forward and presses her hand to the tapestry. Hypatia gasps as powerful Dark magic rushes through her." AU. Fem!Harry x Regulus. *This was taken down for a rewrite. It is being reposted now, as I finish the chapters*

There's just something particularly strange about Aria Potter this year. Unfortunately, the new 8th year Slytherins are determined to find out exactly what everybody's favorite golden girl is hiding. Post-DH semi-AU Hogwarts. DMxfemHP. - This story was originally posted on AO3 and FFN but I decided to post the complete story here on Wattpad because another user, Izumi_luna_1, is trying to post it here, word per word, and claiming it as her own. For the record, this person is NOT me and does not have my permission to post my story. Please do not support her or encourage her actions. Plagiarism is certainly not okay and very disrespectful to the writing community. You may refer to my profile page for the original versions of this story as proof, fully completed as of May 2021.

A postwar fic where Harry barely speaks anymore, and no one understands him the way Draco Malfoy does. One apologetic letter written by Draco will change the course of both of their lives. Mentions themes such as PTSD, trauma, and depression. Read with caution, but this will be a lighthearted fic for the most part. Mentions of modern day elements you've been warned! Cover made by @Dragonfirehyun ! I don't own the rights to Harry Potter or any aspects of the movies/stories, however I do own the rights to all ideas that I have come up with. Highest ranking: #1 Drarry - 6/9/21 #1 Drarryfanfic - 6/15/21 #1 Dracoxharry - 6/15/21 #1 Harry - 8/22/21 Started: May 17th, 2021 Completed: July 24th, 2021 Milestones: 200K - October 11th, 2021 300K - January 14th, 2022 400K - April 24th, 2022 500K - July 24th, 2022 600K - October 21st, 2022 700K - February 14th, 2023 800K - May 30, 2023

One summer day, he sees Voldemort on his neighbor's roof. And it all came crashing down. Armed with a stabbed diary that oddly brings him comfort and a ring that feels important, Harry is ill-equipped for the summer ahead. 'On his neighbour's roof, staring directly at him, was Voldemort. It would be comical if it wasn't for the struggling muggle teen in his grasp. Mockingly, Voldemort held up a scrap of parchment. 'Surrender yourself, or the muggle perishes.' Harry ducked away from the glass and got his writing supplies out. He held the parchment to the wall as he wrote, with a quill this time. 'I don't negotiate with terrorists. I'm going back to bed.' He wiggled it into the corner and left the sight of the window. There was a strangled scream he tried to block out. In bed, he piled his blanket over his ears. Bottom of the line, he needed sleep. And who was he to intervene? Every damned time he did, the person ended up dead or injured. Cedric, Sirius, and countless other friends had suffered under his supervision. Harry was done playing saviour.' Cross posted from AO3 by Author (me)