Pesky Death Eaters and Horcrux hunting changed Hermione's plans for her 7th year dramatically, but after the defeat of the Dark Lord and the take down of most of his followers, Hermione and her friends decide to play out their 7th year as it should have been, and to have a year free of drama. This is also the same plan of one of their enemies, Draco Malfoy. His life hadn't been a bunch of laughs either during the war, and after he and his mother were set free, with Harry Potter's plea they were somewhat innocent, Draco wanted a chance to try one more year of school, also Drama free. So what happens when the two find out they are the school's new Head Prefects? Hermione can see something different about her former enemy - he's completely changed. Is it just an act? Or has Draco Malfoy, Hogwarts badass actually changed? Will they get along now he seems different? Or will they be throwing hexes at each other every night in their common room? Only time will tell. I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS: J.K.Rowling owns them, this is purely a fanfiction written by a huge HP fan =D

It was hard for Charlotte to let go of her best friend, Dalton, the boy she fell in love since she was nine years old, to make way for her sister, Caroline, who happens to be in love with him too. It was hard for her but in order to make someone happy, even if it meant sacrificing her own, she was willing to let go. It all happened around her senior year, where she let go the only thing that mattered to her and after graduation, she moved away with no intention of going back. Four years later, on her college graduation day, her parents asked rather demanded her to come home with a reason that shocked her senseless.

(BOOK ONE of the FRAGILE HEARTS series) // (Short Story) "Tell me your three fears," she whispered, softly. Her voice was delicate like a caress almost making me close my eyes and wish for her to talk infinitely because I knew I could never grow tired of her voice. As we looked up at the night sky, the sounds of waves crashing and drunken laughter surrounded us, I couldn't help but feel like I finally belonged somewhere. I belonged laying just next to her listening to her beautiful laughter and her voice that spoke of many stories either involving the shenanigans we've done in the past or her college friends had done. I mulled over what my three fears could be yet couldn't help but feel the fear skimming along my spine as one fear stood out the most. One fear that may bring this friendship into a rocky edge. Just that thought made me close up; guarding myself from the world. "I'm afraid of spiders, heights, and..." Losing you, I thought to myself as I turned to look at her to meet those brown eyes that had brought me to my knees millions of times already staring back at me. She smiled widely and I couldn't help it but smile back. I don't know what I'll do if I lost you... © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

[COMPLETED & BEING EDITED] "You're willing to risk your life for me? For us? Is that what you want?" She glared, grasping my shoulders gently and pushing me against the wall of the dark alley. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes swirling around me as I gazed into those violet eyes that make my knees go weak. I swallowed the lump in my throat and held up my head higher and faced this hardcore punk as if I was like her: Rebellious and reckless. "What I want is you. Everything else could go fuck themselves," I told her, seeing the way those violet eyes widened in shock in a quick second before they smiled, a grin spreading on her rosy pink lips. My heart fluttered as her face grew closer, tingles spread through my body just by her touches as she moved to my ear, biting my earlobe gently as she whispered, "I want you too." And my lips were instantly captured by hers... © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

She was different. She didn’t fit in with the rest of us with her pale white skin that made her appearance more pronounce and eerily beautiful or those strange mismatched eyes of hers that seemed as if it seen too much. Each time I saw her, she was often alone either sitting on the bench underneath the weeping willow tree reading a book or always around that petite girl who seemed fragile next to her. I don’t know what is it with this particular girl who never once sported a smile but always with that hard expression that intrigued me. Mesmerized with the way she moved stealthily through the halls, I knew this little fascination I had of her was going to get me into serious deep trouble. The question was…how deep will my grave be to seek that trouble of fascination? © Copyright 2014 All Rights Reserved

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.