It's Potter's fault, of course, that Draco finds himself trapped in the same twenty-four-hour period, repeating itself over and over again. It's been nearly a year since the unpleasant business at Hogwarts, and Draco's getting on with his life quite nicely, thank you, until Harry sodding Potter steps in and ruins it all, just like always. At first, though, the time loop seems liberating. For the first time in his life, he can do anything, say anything, be anything, without consequence. But the more Draco repeats the day, the more he realises the uncomfortable truth: he's falling head over heels for the speccy git. And suddenly, the time loop feels like a trap. For how can he ever get Harry to love him back when time is, quite literally, against him? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 11 chapters / 70k words]

When Draco Malfoy falls into a cursed sleep and can only be woken - at least, according to the Daily Prophet, that impeccable source of truth - by 'true love's kiss', Harry Potter knows there's no way on earth he's the answer to this particular riddle. Is he . . .? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 23 chapters / 153k words]

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

Liam is transfered to Westerley Academy, boarding school for the elite, attended only by the filthy rich. Liam doesn't care about anyone, but a chance encounter with the mysterious Zayn Malik changes that.

The one where Harry’s mom is going to get married, which is totally fine - if he did not happen to have an one night stand with his soon-to-be stepbrother before.

[Complete] The year is 1750, and pirates rule the seas. Niall Horan, notorious pirate of the “Plundering Darkness” a ship and crew that causes Davy Jones to shake in his boots and the Flying Dutchman to look like a children’s playground. Throw in a servant traded for a prisoner’s life, and a treasure too big for just one man. Not to mention, the journey of a lifetime. Warnings: Contains dark themes, Alternate reality, boyxboy material, swearing, slight abuse, alcohol, and might contian smut. Narry, side of Ziam.

It's the summer before Zayn's final year at uni and he's got it all sussed. Or so he thinks until he meets 17-year old Harry and realises that he doesn't know a thing.

❝ You'd better run, because there's no way you can hide from me. ❞

Once again, not my fic. I claim no part of this, it was completely written by the AO3 user Velvetoscar. If you want to follow them on tumblr, you can find them at mizzwilde.tumblr.com I take no credit, I only put it on Wattpad for the people who don't have an AO3 account and can't read it. Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.