Teenage Sherlock

Sherlock Holmes

Assistant Professor Sherlock teaches seventh year John in potions Johnlock fluff :)

John happens to stumble upon a book, a book with very peculiar powers, that introduces him to a mysterious boy on the other side of the pages, Sherlock Holmes. A PotterLock cross over Johnlock Fluff Some MorMor

John Watson thirty-two years old wasted his entire life with failing dates with women. Until someone simply told him that he was gay. Published DEC 2016 A Johnlock fanfiction ~ Johnlock ~ Johnlock AU ~ Started writing 6 december 2016 and finished the story 17 April 2017

To a poor man like Sherlock, the magnificent Titanic offers nothing but impossible temptations. Filled with jewels, money, and riches, the boat bobs on the harbor of Southampton only to remind him that he lives such a meager existence on the cold cobblestone streets. However Sherlock's opportunity presents itself when he finds an obnoxious man in the local bar, a man with a lonely heart and a ticket to sail on the ship of dreams... Johnlock Fluff

Johnlock World War One AU. Sherlock is sent to The Somme with his brother, but is quickly brought back home to England after his first traumatic day of fighting. While recovering in St. Bartholomew's hospital in London, Sherlock meets Dr. John Watson who he quickly discovers he has feelings for. Would they be able to hide such a relationship? And is it truly worth it? Read to find out!

It's for an experiment. Sherlock is only there for observation of typical human behaviour...but then again, John Watson isn't a typical human, is he?

John Watson moved to another town, to a rickety old house. Little does he know, someone already lived there. In 1940, the only thing Sherlock knew of World War Two was that it was destroying his life. But it might also bring him what he surely needed, his first love. Two Points Of Views, marked with either a date (Sherlock's) or Present Day (John's) Viclock Fluff Johnlock Fluff MorMor

“I’m starting to think letting you into my home wasn’t such a good idea.” “Oh it was probably the worst thing you’ve ever done.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Do you regret it?” “Not one bit.”