Yay, a bandwagon that is so full I'm surprised it hasn't collapsed yet. Or maybe it has, either way, I'm gonna have some fun with this story. So yeah, Harry and the others find out Voldemort has a grandson and have decided to take him to Hogwarts yada yada yada already been written, whatever. And now Percy has to deal with more crazy shenanigans. I am continuously editing and changing things from past chapters. If there are any spelling, grammar, or plot mistakes TELL ME. Even if a sentence sounds weird, comment how it might sound better. The cover art(minus the text) is not mine, I found it on Google images, it belongs to whoever it belongs to.

**The No 1 fantasy romance by award-winning novelist and scriptwriter Gytha Lodge, author of The Fragile Tower series** What if you had a power you couldn't control? What if you could make everyone you cared about fall in love with their perfect match, and live happily ever after? And what if the only person it wouldn't work on was you? Helena Morgan is a smart, sarcastic math student in her final year of MIT. She refuses to date, or to even get close to anyone male, and her friendships with her girlfriends have a bad habit of ending after a few months. But Helena isn't the hard person she appears to be. She has a secret; one that has made toughness necessary for her own survival. Helena creates fairytale happy endings, for everyone except herself. Every friend she's ever had has ditched her for their all-consuming new love interest, and the few times she's had boyfriends, they've suddenly found themselves head over heels for someone else... But the devastatingly hot new boy Joseph Moritz doesn't want to take no for an answer. The more Helena pushes him away, the more determined he is that they're meant to be together. She finds herself drawn into his world, one where his younger brother needs his protection from the increasingly bad people he's got involved with, and one where risks are a part of everyday life. She knows she shouldn't let herself get close to him, but something in Helena is aching to stop fighting. Is there a chance she might get to hang on to Joe, or will she lose him? And is it even worth the risk? The Cupid Touch is the gripping new story from Gytha Lodge, award-winning author of The Fragile Tower series. Available exclusively on Wattpad. Cover design: @HopeWinters_

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.