@KianLawley requests to follow you She never thought she would love anyone like him. Never thought she would actually meet him. Until one day, when he commented under her photo on instagram. You could say Instagram sort of saved her life. Maybe made her life better. Yeah, she had friends and her love of photography, but meeting him made it better. It made her change and open up her eyes to different possibilities. But a relationship comes with hardships. Maybe those hardships turn people insane. Maybe not. Maybe it makes the people want to find each other again. To find each other after two years of heart break. But it wasn't her fault that she had people who she couldn't trust. S P O R A D I C U P D A T E S HIGHEST RANK: #174 IN FANFICTION

Devastated by her break up with Remus and the loss of her brothers, Kate Potter becomes Katherine Porter, Astronomy Professor at Hogwarts. She watches over Harry from afar as his slightly loony neighbor. Then one fateful year, Sirius Black escapes Azkaban and Remus returns to teach at Hogwarts alongside Katherine. And Katherine's Perfect Illusion begins to unravel. The sequel to my first Harry Potter fanfiction, Scars. Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters, only original characters are mine.

"Who is that?" He whispered. They turned to look at the girl in front of them, clutching her chest with a panicked look on her face. "Does it really matter?" She gasped and squeezed her eyes as another spike of pain ran through her body, "just get me help- ah- you idiots." Remus looked at the boys and rolled his eyes, picking her up tenderly and putting his arms under her legs. "It'll be okay, I've got you," he mumbles. *~*~* No one knew why, or how, she just walked in that day. With blood pouring out of a wound she should've died from, and a scratchy voice laced with sarcasm, she just walked in. She had been injured, gravely, and somehow waltzed right into the hidden school looking like she had killed someone. Sometimes, people can't help but think she had.

[ C O M P L E T E D ] ❝ HOW DO I GET TO HEAVEN? ❞ ☆☆☆ [ NEWT SCAMANDER ] [ CREDENCE BAREBONE'S SISTER OC ] [ TAKES PLACE DURING FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM ] ( cover made by @goodhYOUman )

He kisses me, like air is the least of our worries, and like there was no risk of being seen up on the deck being so scandalous. He kisses me like he loves me, like all the heartbreak and agony in the world was vanishing around us... And suddenly my world didn't seem so tragic anymore. ------ "Imilia, leave the poor man alone." "HE HAS A NIFFLER, TINA." I huff, finally snapping over to look at her. " I don't even know what that is! He has things that I don't know that I've never seen that YOU can't show me in your books! Just let me have this." "Millie, I think... I think you're kind of forgetting what.. affect you have on people." I feel Queenie's hand on top of mine and finally calm down a bit, leaning back into my chair. "I can't... I can't help that." I drag my eyes back up to Newt. "I'm sorry I... didn't mean to. It's just.. if you're interested in magical creatures, then I really don't understand why you wouldn't be at all interested in--" "Millie," "IMILIA." "Me." I finish, finally making complete eye contact with the man beside me. I can hear Tina sigh, and her elbows hit the table as she leans forward to rub her temples. "Both of my sisters are flirting monsters."

"you're going to hell, ashton irwin."

"are you okay?" "yes, why?" "nothing, i just remember how you used to hate storms."

I knew that being up this late was a bad idea. Staying up until 6 am and having to go to uni at 9. Not very smart of me. Yet, I did it every night. This night was different though. I started talking to him and what makes it any different than any other night was that he actually replied. He replied and didn't stop replying. ©TheMeganHowell 2014

She has always held the world in her hands. Especially when it comes to Dauntless and everything and everyone in it. She's entitled to it, or so she believes because of who's last name and genes she carries in her blood. But she fights for it, because she calls it home. And they welcome her. They accept her. No one dared treating her wrong, because they knew who exactly she was. Except for Eric. He's always been able to strike fear into even the eldest of people. No one dared disrespect him, especially without suffering a consequence. No one's ever been able to resist his threats, his attitude, his everything. His being kept people away. And that was just how he wanted it. No one dared to speak to him. Except for Lillian. Lillian is the daughter of the Dauntless leader, Max. She's always been aloud to do what pleases her, until Eric storms into the picture as her instructor. Her supervisor, and more importantly, the one who her life as a Dauntless depends on. He chooses whether she stays or she goes, and he revels in that. She despises the fact he holds her very lifeline as a Dauntless in his hands. But she obeys, because her life rides on his decision, despite who her father is. Eric's hellbent on breaking her and making her into a soldier. Something stronger than she is, something perfect in his eyes, something to revel in. A dangerous weapon is what he wants. And slowly, as he turns her to that, she becomes drawn to something more. But she's also bent on figuring the man who works with her father out. She's bent on defining him, on finding his horizon between man and soldier, what makes him tick and even what doesn't. It's his enigmatic nature that draws her in, but slowly she's becoming unrecognizable to the surface. But she's willing to lose herself. But for both of them to get what they want, they've got to blur the lines between Instructor and Initiate, between business and pleasure, between life and even death. [A Divergent Fanfiction. Eric/OC]