"Must be tough, everyone loves you, don't they? So goddamn perfect. They don't see it but I do, Potter. I can see straight through you." "And what do you see, Malfoy?" "That you're a mess, aren't you?" She stared at him, rivalling his own expressionless mask. "You're the first person to say that to me." "Well of course," he swung a leg, pacing around her lazily. "Everyone is too busy seeing the hero, but when you hate someone enough, you see their flaws, their weaknesses." Her mask fell and she smiled to herself. "So you hate me?" She said, playfully. "Of course, isn't that what we do, hate each other?" The smile grew enough for dimples to appear. "I guess so." "So yes, I hate you." "I hate you too," she smiled. Draco couldn't help it, his lips tugged slightly at the corners while laughter stayed restrained in his glimmering eyes. "Good, I'm glad that's established," Draco announced. "We hate each other." --------------------------- A miserable childhood of neglect, Harper Potter needed someone to teach her the ability to love in order to overcome the darkest wizard of all time. She just wasn't expecting that someone to be the guy who taunted her every quidditch match. Featuring. Female Harry x Draco

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

❝You stand in front of a mirror,❞ she said. ❝And you call his name four times.❞ (New, less confusing and very much edited version of Mirror Game) germanyharry © 2014/15/16

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Cover credit to @Nargles

bedfellow; a person who shares a bed with another in which a sad girl and a troubled boy share a bed, nothing else.

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

In an Elite, private School filled with sex, drugs and corruption, the most popular girl, Megan Ryan mysteriously vanishes. In a turn of interesting revelations, it is found out that the troublemaker, the player, the rich boy, the slut, the church girl, and the freak are all in some way connected to her disappearance. Soon to be connected to eachother. •𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒮𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒜𝒰 🍒🌻 •ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 🍉