Everyday Credence Barebone stood on the crowded streets of New York. Everyday he handed out leaflets on the horrors of the witches, just as he was told to. And everyday he waited for the smile of the girl with the peculiar flowers. Credence did not know who she was, where she was going, or why, without fail, she met...
~ INDEFINITE HIATUS ~ NOTE: This is a very old story! I will no longer be updating it as I have lost interest in the writing, but I won't be deleting it just yet. lim • er • ence ( n ) the state of being infatuated with another person, typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for recip...
If there was one thing Ron Weasley would never do, it was associate himself with a Slytherin. Until Konstantinova Nott, who may be the only exception to the rule. [HP; OOTP | COVER BY AMANDA] [K. NOTT SERIES | BOOK ONE]