Skylar Smith is your typical 15-year-old witch. She attends Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with her best friends, the famous Golden Trio, consisting of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. Skylar's heart has been broken and her trust has been taken for advantage of too many times, so what will happen when she starts to fall for a certain ginger who is one of her best friends and a blonde who just so happens to be the sworn enemy of her best friends? Will her heart be broken yet again or has she finally found someone who loves her unconditionally? --------- I dont even know what to say but yeah I don't own the characters or ideas, they belong to J.K. Rowling :) please don't send me to jail I'm just a teenage girl trying to write fanfiction.

Violet Jesperson was dared. But hey! Who doesn't like being dared? When she finds the dare is to fake date Draco Malfoy ... she wonders whether she'll be able to succeed in crushing his heart without killing the annoying git first. Cover by: kyladava (To Be Re-Edited)

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEvguFLTJGI "How could you? I loved you! How could you do this to me?" I cried, tears streaming down my face as I stared at the boy I thought was my true love. "Jen. You're got to listen to me. I-" Draco started walked towards me and I backed up. "Don't come any closer. I don't want you anywhere near me. Dumbledore my last family left and you took him from me! I'll never forgive you for this. Never!" I cried. "Jen, please listen to me. I didn't kill him-" "Liar! I don't want to hear any more of your lies. I saw you with Dumbledore and I heard the spell so don't even try to lie to me! Did you even love me at all? Or did you just get close to me so you could find out my grandfather's weakness?" Draco looked shocked and he took another step towards me. "Of course not! I love you, Jen and I always will. I had no idea that Dumbledore was your grandfather-" "Liar! Just stay away from me. I'll never forgive for this. You can go rot in hell, Malfoy." "Jen-" "NO! Stay away from me! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! You bastard!"

Angelina Parkinson is the younger sister of Pansy Parkinson, always treated horribly by fellow classmates, Angelina goes through Hogwarts like any other day. Her closest friend is her sister Pansy, until she realizes that Pansy has the same taste in guys as her. A year passes and the once tight friendship is torn apart when Angelina gets some confidence to actually tell the person she likes that she fancies him. But would Draco Malfoy even pay attention to her as he tries to desperately work on the vanishing cabinet? Can Angelina help Draco through the traumatic mission he was given in order to save his family?

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Set in an alternate universe where all the characters go to a boarding school in Alabama for a year and become friends. Well not all is sunshine and rainbows here at the school and the students need to unravel a web of secrets, lies, and murder before it's too late. Half crack, a bit OOC at some parts but hey, it's an AU after all rated pg-13 for later chapters and for some angsty feels and teen problems with depression, self harm, addiction, and of course, love

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

******READ A BIT OF MY LATEST CHAPTER TO SEE HOW MUCH MY WRITING HAS IMPROVED LIKE HONEST ITS SO CRINGEY I CANT****** Falling in love with your best friend seemed too cliche for my liking, so me and my best friend always knew we weren't going to do just that. However, life is so unexpected and before I knew it, I had a brain tumor, was stripped of my old life and given a new one. A life without my best friend, Niall Horan. I left the X Factor, where I had made it up to bootcamp, but it didn't matter. My dreams were crushed, there was no hope. I never did tell Niall, about my brain tumor and just cut contact with him. He didn't need to worry about me. What I didn't realize is that Faith also comes into play and well Faith does whatever the hell it wants. So next thing I know, here I am, reunited with my best friend. My brain tumor is gone, and I have my best friend back. It's times like these where I realize it's just a little too good to be true. And it is. Slowly, without even meaning to, I start falling for the boy who was none other then my best friend. Everyone knows falling in love with someone you simply cannot have is a nightmare, and I feel as though this nightmare will just never end.