Book 1 of 3 (Complete) "Love wasn't the way you felt as you looked at someone. The stirring in your stomach. It was the complete willingness to throw yourself in front of a knife to save them. And it was having the nerve to accept this, because you'd rather die a thousand times than to see them get hurt." A Soul Bonded Hinny fanfiction. Jily lived too. Romione at a slightly younger age, more pronounced than in the books at least. I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. Harry James Potter was always a different boy. Wether because he was a marked man, or because of his family, he never realized just how strange he was. That is until the Bond started to grow. Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters used besides three or four OC's. The Bond idea is from Vampire Acadamy (kinda) but I completely made it my own. Almost everything about it is of my own creation, so please don't steal my idea and call it yours. I mean, if you completely changed it and used to basic idea for a fic, but not all of the details that I worked so hard to integrate into this Fanfiction such as The Stages, Visions, Visiting, Guardians, and many more, sure, that's fine. Soulbond is a type of Fanfiction, I just changed it completely to make it my own.

Long before she was sorted into the Gryffindor house, Kefira Walsh was known as the "little lion" in her family. The youngest of the four Walsh girls, Kefira wasn't supposed to survive long after birth, but as she celebrates her eleventh birthday, the girl has already proven that she is a warrior. With her fearless attitude and a wild mane to match, Kefira prepares to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the only witch of her family. Aboard the Hogwarts Express, she meets a boy by the name of Neville Longbottom. Neville initially comes across as a nervous boy, who stutters and stammers when he talks and won't look a person in the eye. But Kefira takes a liking to him instantly as she can see the lion in the boy's heart waiting to be woken. All he has to do is learn to be brave.

To say that Oliver Wood had a slight obsession with Quidditch was an understatement. It was borderline unhealthy. He loved the sport, but he hated losing. While he hated losing to any team, there was one team he hated losing to the most. Surprisingly enough, it was the Ravenclaw team. But it wasn't for reasons that many would suspect, it was because of who played on the Ravenclaw team. Melanie Anderson has been playing for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as Chaser since her second year. What started off as friendly competition turned into rivalry as she and Oliver Wood made it their sole mission to have their teams beat each other every year. Oliver wants to win for the sake of winning, but Melanie wants to win just to see the frustrated look on Oliver's face because it's just so damn cute. Plus, who wouldn't want to hear the sexy Scottish voice curse their name?

"You know," I said with a bit of a smug look as I looked down at the last word to be found in the crossword. "Hope is a four letter word." "So is dead," George answers, a serious look on his face. My smile dropped as he moved the crossword back into the pile of old newspapers. ~ Iris Parkinson is one of the most hopeful girls you will ever meet. Besides having a dead brother, having her sister try to kill her and loving her engaged best friend, she has a good life. Its always look on the bright side for her. There's no looking back into the past, she just looks ahead. So what happens when she finds her complete opposite that used to be exactly like her? George Weasley is alone. Besides having six other siblings and a loving mum and dad, he is alone. They don't understand his pain. No one does. It was his twin, his other half. And he's gone. Cover credit : imminence_