"You see, Draco Malfoy, without your sarcastic replies to endure each morning and that arrogance only you could carry, I find myself somewhat missing you." Draco thought the biggest problem living for a year under the same roof as Hermione Granger was the probability of them killing each other. He never thought it would be falling in love with her.

'This is a fücked up relationship, and I'm a fücked up person, but you're the only one who makes me feel loved!' Tears streamed down Billy's eyes as he exclaimed the words with so much passion, and in this moment, I realized something. I was the only one who cared about Billy, and he depended on me to give him the love and care he lacked in his life. _________________________ A Billy Hargrove fan fiction

"I know how to make our lives a little easier! At least for now," She beamed, but then said with a straight face, "But, you need to trust me. Will you?" Draco frowned. What was happening? He looked at her, studying the girl. And then he said one word. The word that could do something amazing, or something horrible. "Yes." DISCLAIMER~ I do NOT own Harry Potter! All rights go to JK Rowling aka that one transphobic bitch! also i wrote this when i was 11. please have mercy

𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. [ eighth year au ]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨𝐨𝐨. [ needs major editing, muggle f&f au ]

"Not the typical cliche teen fiction" "You're hooked from the get go. Pretty much similar to when you can't stop eating till the last slice of pizza, or have the eagerness to pee, but can't because you're scared that if you stop reading you'll miss the intensity each word brings." "There isn't even a word good enough to describe this book. I'm speechless." - "Please Lexa?" Elle looks at me, "Just fill in my spot for ten minutes." At that moment I was calm, what could go wrong with running a checkout isle for ten minutes? As it turns out, everything. -- "Why are you checking me out?" His voice questions. Even his voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Not to mention the broad shoulder, killer jawlined boy it came from. "I wasn't, I swear!" My cheeks blush ferociously. How the hell did he notice? In fact I'd always thought I was pretty stealthy. He just chuckles and looks at me, a rambling mess, "Yes you are." "Okay, alright, you know what-" I pause trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered dignity from the floor, "Maybe you shouldn't come in here like a fracking ambercrombie model and then on top of that blame a poor little innocent girl for looking-" "I meant those. You're checking me out." He gestures to the items laying across the counter and the scanner in my hand. Oh shit. Let me just repeat that for a moment now. Oh shit. -- Started: 12/27/15 Ended: 10/24/18 February 2019: #1 HUMOR -- Warning: I cannot guarantee you will walk away from this book unaffected

"Jane Eyre" follows the emotions and experiences of its eponymous character, including her growth to adulthood, and her love for Mr. Rochester, the byronic master of fictitious Thornfield Hall.

I don't own Harry Potter or the characters. But the storyline is mine. No copyright permitted. I wrote this when I was 16-17 for fun. Maybe I'll rewrite this one day and improve it. It is not 100% true to the information of the books (or movies) -------------------------------------------- The war has ended and everyone is grieving for their losses and recovering from the battle and the destruction it has caused. But Hermione has received news that changed everything. She survived one battle, only to come home to another, and this time it may be one she won't survive. The second of May, 1998. That was the battle of Hogwarts. The day she though it would all end. 4 months had passed. It was August. And Hermione begged her parents to let her redo her final year at Hogwarts. She promised herself if she did go back, then no one was allowed to know what she had been dealing with and what she was still fighting. But what she hadn't been expecting was that Malfoy would find out far before anyone else would. He helps her more than anyone else could, showing both what the hard years had done to both young adults. They both fight for something together, To live past 19. ********************* Unedited! *********************

Previously Voldemort's Daughter- The First Time What happens when Hermione finds out who she really is? What does she do when the world crashes on top of her head? Who will she turn to? You guys, I wrote this when I was like ten or eleven. The only reason I haven't deleted it is because it has so many reads. Please don't take this as an example of my skills as a writer, I pretend it doesn't exist.