❝ FOR FREEDOM. FOR T R U T H. AND FOR LOVE. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍. 1978. Where a squib and a mischief-maker cross paths at the crux of a war that would eventually tear apart everything - and everyone - they held dear. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ✧ Book #2 of the SANDS OF TIME Series ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ cover by: @goodhYOUman 11.10.2018 | In-Progress | Updates every Friday © 𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖊

With all the commotion at Hogwarts in her fourth year, Freya Anderton hoped for nothing more than to blend into the background during the Triwizard Tournament. Despite her best efforts, Freya managed to do just the opposite, launching herself into a world she never could have imagined, even in her wildest dreams -- a world of danger, betrayal, and secrecy built upon unstable pillars of trust. Overwhelmed by her sudden role in the high stakes game being played between the forces of Light and Dark, Freya has no choice but to play her best hand as everything she once knew comes crashing down... even if it's for the wrong side. [Goblet of Fire - Deathly Hallows]

❝how is it possible for one person to be that happy all the bloody time?❞ ❝i don't know but Farrah definitely has it down❞

The scene is set for the year 1943. The second world war unfurls like a steady burn, and the wizarding world begins to descend into a chaos of its own. Gwendolyn Gawmdrey leaves prestigious and dark Durmstrang Institute to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for her sixth year of schooling. There, she encounters friendship, death, and the mysterious and arrogant Tom Riddle. She soon finds herself plunged into a world of power, deceit, and manipulation. As the year surges onward, the malevolent boy and the Dark Arts begin to draw Gwen in, but under the curious gaze of Professor Albus Dumbledore, there's something else. But has the renowned wizard failed to realize that Gwendolyn Gawmdrey might have demons of her own? Perhaps one must know the darkness before being able to appreciate the light. 1 million - 1/31/22 2020- #1 in Voldemort, #2 in Riddle, #1 in 1940s, #6 in Harry Potter 2021- #3 in Fanfiction, #1 in WWII

Ivory Perkins knew too much. She had watched Remus Lupin from afar, wondering about the scars that ran across his face and thinking that they made him beautiful in a strange and mysterious way. He intrigued her in a way that she'd never been intrigued before. He was a paradox, because everything about him was contradictory. He was beautiful, but also damaged almost beyond repair. He appeared battered, but at the same time he held so much strength. Yet Ivory paid too much attention to details, and she noticed more than she ought to. There was something strange about the boy who sat behind her in Transfiguration and his three best friends. They disappeared sometimesーonce a month, to be exact. No one else seemed to notice the pattern: that it was always on the full moon. She was the only one to notice these things, simply because only she cared enough to notice. For some reason, whatever her assumptions were about what Remus was didn't scare her away, whether those assumptions were true or not. She had always wanted a reason to get close to him, but horrible circumstances brought them together when Ivory's entire world crumbled into nothingness. As she got closer to Remus, she realized that he was just as broken as she was. He had a scarred face; she had a scarred heart. Remus and Ivory, Ivory and Remus... they were both fragmented pieces. But maybe two broken pieces could fit together to form a masterpiece. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

"You aren't a dog. There was a dog there a second ago." "Bark?" "Okay, now I'm convinced." Alex Fawley's real best friend has always been her camera. People are just... Not the same, however much they made for pretty pictures. Alex usually couldn't stand conversation that lasted for more than five seconds. 'Back to Hogwarts' was the soundtrack to her doom. But, like everyone else, she finds comfort in someone who can't talk back. Good news: It's a dog. Bad news: It's not a dog. She just doesn't know that yet.

Perhaps we are just kings, Who once were promised gold. Perhaps we are just boys, Who never got to grow old. Perhaps we are just men, Sent to fight in somebody's war. Perhaps we are not anything, Though we once were something more. "We're so distracted by how things end, we usually forget how beautiful the beginning was. Ours was beautiful, don't you think?" This is their story. It's the story of four boys who were promised the world; it's the story of their reign and their demise, with no distractions at all. It's the story of how gold doesn't shine forever, and how youth is only temporary. It's the story of a war and a life that took everything from four boys who gave their all. This is the story of The Marauders.

'Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of places, if one only remembers to turn on the light.' [now completed, with epilogue. Thank you to everyone who made this possible, you all inspire me so much.] HERMIONE GRANGER MARAUDERS AU DISCLAIMER: Started this when I was 12 so please let me know if there's anything in it that needs changing or correcting!!

Arabella Travers and Tom Riddle have never been remotely civil with one another, even though her twin brother Nikolai is one of his so-called friends. As their fifth year at Hogwarts unfolds, so does the drama, the mystery, and the descent into Darkness... Can Arabella save herself and everyone else from the clutches of Darkness, or will it overpower them all? ✧ ✧ ✧ Highest Ranking: #442 in Fanfiction (21.07.2016) Part of @Fanfic's 'Harry Potter Fanfiction & Fic Recs' Reading List Cover by @durmsteiger