In a past time, two people from two very different kingdoms marry and all is good...until his wife meets the woman who shares his bed.

It was a dark and stormy Sunday night when Hermione Granger unexpectedly visited his house and entrusted him with her daughter, Rose. Disaster ensues.

His heart was a fortress, haunted by the warmth he pushed away, scarred by the silence he forced between them, all because he believed she deserved more than the broken pieces he could offer. And, her heart was a battlefield, bruised by all the words he never said and all the love he refused to show. But no walls are unbreakable, and no heart can stay silent forever. Sooner or later, her war would reach his gates, and maybe, just maybe, he'd let her in. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Set in early 20th-century Delhi, it is the tale of Arnav and Khushi, two childhood companions bound by shared trauma and unspoken affection. As they navigated the complexities of societal expectations and pursued personal ambitions, their profound friendship quietly transformed into a love they dared not acknowledge. Amidst the fear of losing each other forever, they must confronted their feelings and weighed the risks of pursuing a future together, where happiness hung delicately in the balance. It is my first attempt at writing fiction. I might be wrong about certain aspects of that age and era, but it's a fantasy, so why not? I don't own Arnav and Khushi, and this story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is a submission to the 13th Anniversary Arshi Fiesta 2024, according to the moodboard Historical AU on Tumblr.

"What the fuck happened, Malfoy?!" She exploded, her voice cracking as she turned toward him. "One minute I'm being tortured, convinced that I'm going to die in your family's tacky drawing room, there's spellfire, a crash that felt like a ruddy earthquake, and then I wake up here, with you of all people!" Updated every Friday.

After three years of dating, Ron admits he cheated on Hermione for two of those years with Daphne Greengrass--and Harry knew all about it. Reeling from the betrayal by her friends and family, Hermione must rebuild her life and discover new bonds with an unlikely group including Theo Nott, Blaise Zabini, and Pansy Parkinson. What happens when Draco Malfoy, her first and deepest love, suddenly reappears in Hermione's life and she finds that her feelings have only grown deeper with time? OR: Hermione and Draco secretly dated at Hogwarts, he left after his trial, and now he's returned to win her back. --------- DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THIS FIC AT ALL. THE ORIGINAL STORY WAS MADE BY Twin_Flame_Blues AND IS ON THE AO3 WEBSITE. I loved this work of art on ao3 and brought it to wattpad for those that want to read it but like the wattpad format for reading better then the ao3 format. AUTHORS NOTE (COPY & PASTED FROM AO3) 1. This world has wizards, it doesn't need heteronormativity. Everyone is a little bit queer here. 2. We stan a Slytherin redemption story arc and a deeper investigation of the type of friends Harry and Ron really were to Hermione. 3. Yes, both my username and all the chapter titles in this fic are pulled from Taylor Swift songs. 4. There will be short flashbacks to Hogwarts days in each chapter, but this fic primarily takes place 3+ years after the end of the war (and though there will be allusions to sex in the flashbacks, the only explicit sex scenes will take place when the characters are all over 18). 5. We will eventually get to alternating POV's in each chapter, but we've got to do some setup first.

Though the trauma of the war is ever so present, Hermione Granger is ready for a normal year without the worry of horcruxes or Death Eaters. Hermione's excitement on being chosen as Head Girl is short-lived when she discovers none other than Draco Malfoy is Head Boy. But Hermione will soon discover an ex-Death Eater is the least of her problems... especially when it seems like someone is trying to kill her between classes. *Cover Art by "just-orson" from Tumblr - I take no credit for this* *Also, this was my first dramione fic I'd written and some parts still make me cringe lol but I really like the plot and others have enjoyed it so it will remain unedited for now.

Arranged marriage was an age-old story that Khushi, the youngest of the infamous Gupta family, who revolutionized and dominated the trading market for generations, knew well. For it was the only thing she heard growing up. But that neither prepared her nor comforted her as she got ready that morning. It was an important day, a day where she would trade her surname for a new one, her silence for a new chance, her respect for a new hope, her life for another. It was a day of contracts, both new and old. As she hid behind the traditional red shawl, knowing that the whole world would be watching her, waiting to pounce, she wondered why her mother never told her about any of the good marriages. The ones that worked out. The ones that had hope. The ones that had love. Probably because they don't exist, Khushi thought to herself. Only, destiny had believed otherwise. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a stand alone story that has no connection with the original show, Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doon, except for the names of the lead characters. All other content of this story belongs strictly to the author, Archi. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- #1 in ArnavSinghRaizada - 04/12/2019 #1 in KhushiKumariGupta - 18/01/2020 #1 in ArHi - 20/05/2020

This is a continuation from one episode of Dil Boley Oberoi. Omkara hates Gauri and blames her for everything. But what happens when Gauri who was in love with Omkara, loses her memory, and she becomes Omkara's responsibility.

Khushi feels betrayed when Arnav agrees to send her back to Laxminagar at Anjali's insistence. What changes this incident brings in their lives, is the story ahead. Picture credit @ Google Images