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]

while most feared any utterance of he-who-must-not-be-named's proper name, she feared the incoherent whisper of baxter. the name she had cowered from for the past sixteen years of her life. as fate seemed to have it, severus snape knew of her cowardice ways towards the word, and he manipulatively used her fear to his advantage. [j.potter]

❛ Evelyn's trying to grasp onto the last shreds of her sanity. ❜

If there was one thing Konstantinova Nott would never do, it was let anyone in enough to break her. Until Ron Weasley, who might be the only exception to the rule. [HP; HBP | COVER BY AMANDA] [K. NOTT SERIES | BOOK TWO]

If there was one thing Ron Weasley would never do, it was associate himself with a Slytherin. Until Konstantinova Nott, who may be the only exception to the rule. [HP; OOTP | COVER BY AMANDA] [K. NOTT SERIES | BOOK ONE]

in which an act of kindness during fourth year encourages the start of an unlikely companionship between hermione granger and pansy parkinson. © 2018 ↯ plebeians- a harry potter fanfiction