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]

{COMPLETED} She gave a sickening laugh and turned to stare at her four friends. "I was never normal! Do you hear me? Never! I will never be normal!" "Gracie, that's not true," He said quietly. She turned to glare at him. "Shut up, Sirius. You know nothing about me." "Gracie-" "Just, just forget it. Forget I ever existed, alright? It'll do you four some good." *I do not own Harry Potter or any artwork and/or pictures I use for covers. All credit goes to original owners.*

Three girls accidentally make themselves more popular amongst houses other than their own. This leads to trouble, as the three introverts primary interest is to get through Hogwarts without entering the spotlight. However, the Marauders seem to want to make this wish impossible.

"Cry! Take that whip cream out of your mouth this instant!" The loud and fake obnoxious voice echoes across the Gryffindor table. The intended girl, Cry, laughs and yells back, "Shut up, Padfoot!" - She frowned. Her dress dampened with water and her feet sunk into the sand. My rage grew the more I looked at her. How can she be so untouchable? When she looks like me? Why can't I? I leaned in, my hot tears dripping from my jaw and teeth slightly bared. My temper seethed the longer I reside here. "I would burn everything and anyone until I get him," I spat.

"When did you find astronomy so interesting?" "When I found something worth looking at." [Marauders Era]

There is no record of Sarafina Weasley. She disappeared the day Tom Riddle became Lord Voldemort. Only her family know what became of her. Now you will too.

. ❝ STOP BEING SO BLOODY INSUFFERABLE, POTTER! ❞ { JAMES POTTER x OC } { MARAUDERS ERA } { ON GOING } { COVER BY PADSFOOT }

"I LOVE YOU, CANT YOU TELL?" (book one) (atticus wilde x harry potter)

❝Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.❞ @ 2018 aurora | all rights reserved

They were reckless, she was not. They were loud, she was not. They were graceful, she had lost count of how many times she'd tripped on the stairs. Yet one fireplace and a blackmail-induced deal later, Aylin Novak ended up in the company of the Marauders. (Regular updates)