She's hated by every house but her own. She's a Slytherin that embodies the house, yet nobody thinks she belongs. She defies social constructs quietly, and they hate her for it. The marauders never cared about who she was; they saw her as a girl that they had to torment. Because that's who she was, and that's who t...
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 fan...
"loud or loudly; to preform or written to be preformed loudly" falling for him was like sitting amidst an orchestra while every member played the selected piece as loud as they could. messy, dangerous, and a bad idea from the beginning. but i loved every minute of it.
It's no secret that everybody has secrets. Everyone lies to protect something that they don't want revealed to the rest of the world. But granted, some lies are bigger than others. Some lies consume you and can pull you away from everything you care about. Their lives were both lies. In the end, maybe that was what...
Allison Garner is nothing special. She's a seventh year, muggle born Hufflepuff, focusing her attention on her studies. She had no time for shenanigans. However, he caught her eye. He was a strange boy with strange scars, strange friends, and strange mannerisms. But, that doesn't mean she didn't like him. A/N: All rig...