"Hufflepuff gone bad? This, I've got to witness."

It has been over a year since the murder of his wife, Lily, and James Potter wishes every day that it is simply a nightmare that he will wake up from. Unfortunately, it isn't and in the wake of her death, James finds himself as a single parent to their son, Harry. The Boy-Who-Lived is known all around the wizarding world as the one to defeat Lord Voldemort on the same night that Lily was killed as the proclaimed "Dark Lord" attempted to rid of the child as well, yet failed. However, James is just trying to do his best in raising Harry in the most normal fashion as he can possibly muster but it's not easy. With one of his former best friends in Azkaban for the betrayal to the Order and his two remaining best friends not on speaking terms, James finds himself drowning in stress. Yet, relief comes in the form of a young woman, named Renata, and their first encounter is nothing short of a chaotic mess. But at the same time, it's the first thing that's made James laugh in months.

Hogwarts is inevitably vulnerable to the chaos brewing outside its walls. Without room for doubts concerning He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's return, the growing fear is bound to reach the student body. Though, it strikes them in the form of an unknown female voice, arriving with a shocking claim; all of their deepest, darkest secrets - it knows them all. As a proof of the voice's legitimacy - and the cleverest cover up - the middle Grimaldi sister's unrequited love for her house's Prefect, Draco Malfoy, is made public. [golden era] [friday updates]

⠀⠀ ❝ THAT'S PART OF HER BEAUTY, THIS QUALITY OF NOT QUITE BEING THERE, DREAMLIKE . ❞ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ✧∘ଂ ࿐ ཾ ( marauders era) ( oc x sirius black )

❝ the world is full of kings and queens who blind your eyes and steal your dreams. ❞ ACHIEVEMENTS: #759 in "hp" ( June, 2020 ) #54 in "deanthomas" ( June, 2020 ) [ GOF - DH ] [ UNEDITED ] [ SLOWBURN ] billywigs | 2016

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

❛And do you know what's the stupidest thing about this?❜ said Draco and made an aggressive step towards me. ❛That after all this,❜ he grasped my forearm violently and made me backstep in fear. ❛After all this trouble,❜ he said and pushed me against the wall despite my tries to get away. ❛After all these fights,❜ he closed up and stuck his body on mine, putting his hand on my neck almost painfully. ❛I still want you so badly, it hurts,❜ he said and looked at me with both anger and lust and passion. ❛God, I want you so much and I want to kill you at the same time. You stupid, little girl, I fucking love you.❜ Despite being Voldemort's daughter, Dumbledore's goddaughter and destined to lead, Annalise Riddle was born in a world ordinary and plain. Thrown into a life full of magic and wonders, she stumbles upon her fate. This is not just a love story. This is a story of self-sacrifice and being brave enough to seek your destiny. ❛The Lost Daughter is now born. Lady she is meant to be and Lady she will be, and a Dark Lord's daughter. Beware, for only she knows the key to his collapse. Long may she reign and retribution shall be ours.❜ *Highest Rank: #2 in fanfiction and #1 in draco* If you like this story, I am sure you would also like its prequel. Go to my profile and add Anne's mother's story ('Retribution Shall Be Ours') to your reading lists!

❝You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.❞ ( fantastic beasts and where to find them ) ( d. james stand alone ) ( cover by binbarnes )

Ivory Perkins knew too much. She had watched Remus Lupin from afar, wondering about the scars that ran across his face and thinking that they made him beautiful in a strange and mysterious way. He intrigued her in a way that she'd never been intrigued before. He was a paradox, because everything about him was contradictory. He was beautiful, but also damaged almost beyond repair. He appeared battered, but at the same time he held so much strength. Yet Ivory paid too much attention to details, and she noticed more than she ought to. There was something strange about the boy who sat behind her in Transfiguration and his three best friends. They disappeared sometimesーonce a month, to be exact. No one else seemed to notice the pattern: that it was always on the full moon. She was the only one to notice these things, simply because only she cared enough to notice. For some reason, whatever her assumptions were about what Remus was didn't scare her away, whether those assumptions were true or not. She had always wanted a reason to get close to him, but horrible circumstances brought them together when Ivory's entire world crumbled into nothingness. As she got closer to Remus, she realized that he was just as broken as she was. He had a scarred face; she had a scarred heart. Remus and Ivory, Ivory and Remus... they were both fragmented pieces. But maybe two broken pieces could fit together to form a masterpiece. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.