Five years. Not too long. Not too short. Just enough to gradually pick up the pieces of his life. Just enough to push the painful memories of his past to the back of his mind. Just enough to somewhat rebuild the walls that had come crashing down those last two agonizing years at Hogwarts. Just enough to finally dull the ache that constantly plagued him whenever he saw emerald-green eyes and raven-black hair. Just enough. Until... *I do not own Harry Potter. All Rights belong to JK Rowling. Drarry / Post-Hogwarts / Angst / Some fluff / Smut (you've been warned!)

Title: The Secret's In The Telling Authoress: Sakuri Rating: T Summary: Draco Malfoy, pureblood and Slytherin prince, suffers the unthinkable when he is attacked and bitten by Remus Lupin. How is he supposed to live any kind of life afterwards, especially when Potter continues to stick his unwanted nose into things? DMHP, SSRL Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one

If you're a zombie, how far would you be willing to go to save the two people you care about the most? Season 3 of The Virus Within * * * * * Trinity isn't about to let anything stop her. Come hell or high water, she's determined to get Jess and Nicky back. And heaven help anyone who stands in her way. Whoever said 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned' had clearly never met a Nightstalker on the warpath. The blood moon is shedding its red light upon the night, and the hunt is on. The question remains, whose blood will be spilled first? And who will survive? Forget the dish soap. Grab the rutabagas and the firecrackers for this rescue mission.

It's been five years since the end of the war. Five years since Harry had last seen Malfoy when he testified at his trial. Five years of boring Wednesdays. And just as he thinks that he can't bear it any longer, Malfoy shows up and makes life interesting again. EWE.

Eighteen year old Ethan is autistic, loves plants, and sometimes makes bad choices. Like going for a walk at the bottom of a seaside cliffside when the tide is coming in. He might die. Rue's just finished high school and now he's stuck in a rut-and in the closet-with no social life and a home life he'd rather avoid. He's engaging in one of his favourite hobbies, stranding himself on the beach and waiting for the tide to free him, when he spots someone less intentionally stuck in the same predicament.

He's known since the beginning that whatever this is -- was -- between him and Malfoy was just purely physical. Malfoy had made that abundantly clear. Harry, however, had fallen far too fast and too deep. It didn't make much sense back then and it still doesn't, even now. Yet, Harry, like a fool, had hoped for more. He should have stopped while he was ahead. And now, not only had Malfoy unwittingly ripped Harry's heart out, the blond had proceeded to trample all over it as well. "Goodbye, Potter." He murmurs, sounding just a touch wistful; his fingers tightening ever so slightly on Harry's hand. Cover Art: puking-pastilles (https://puking-pastilles.deviantart.com/) Drarry / angst / smut / fluff / Eighth Year / post-Hogwarts / boyxboy Warnings: Mpreg, Explicit Content (You have been duly warned.)

They couldn't be more different. Ridley is a knight in shining white armor, so perfect in every way that it makes people hardly able to stand him. Prince Vandel on the other hand (aka the evil demon prince of darkness) is the sworn enemy of the kingdom, obsessed with gaining power and wearing beautiful clothes. The two young men are right out of a fairytale, practically made to be archenemies...but what if they ended up falling in love instead?

After Draco refuses to kill Dumbledore, Voldemort shows no mercy and orders that Draco be punished severely. He makes him take a male pregnancy potion and gives him to the Death Eaters to torture and ruin. He and his son survive the war and flee. While his star was his punishment, he was also his salvation. However, the rest of the world still wants to punish him and he flees to the muggle world. After five years on the run, Auror Potter tracks him down to discover what really happened and meets a cute cinnamon roll. But can Harry save Draco from prosecution and help him recover? TRIGGER WARNING: this is a dark fic with a lot of trauma and angst. Draco really goes throught the wringer and is hurt throughtout the story. While there are no flashbacks or written out noncon/R-word there is frequent mentions and allusions to it.

What happens when you no longer recognize yourself in the looking glass? You feel lost, and hopeless... And no matter how far you travel or how many times you return home... Your skin just never seems to settle in the same way twice, and it's hard to get comfortable no matter where you are... Until you meet him... And suddenly the world no longer feels so untethered and untouchable... Suddenly your living, and hoping for tomorrow... And you understand... The world may be yours... But you are his, and you can't walk away from the connection you share... Because what if his cane catches on the sand and he falls?

On the run, Willow stumbles into a bandit ambush and is rescued by a lone traveler. He reluctantly agrees to help protect her on the forest paths if she can guide him to his destination. His distant demeanor suddenly changes after she returns his cloak, not realizing he is a selkie, nor aware that if someone returns a selkie's cloak, the selkie falls in love with them. As they travel, she discovers that he's everything she ever wanted in a husband, but learns that it comes at a cost - and that cost is his freedom. Note: If you're looking for a typical lore-based selkie story, I'm afraid you won't find it here. But if you're looking for a hopeful selkie and an uninformed human, then you have come to the right place. ONC 2025 awards: Ambassador's pick award, Round 2 winner, and Short List award. Based on the Open Novella Contest prompt #110: "20 days of freedom." Cover was made with incredible patience by: SayWatt74 (Cardin Watts)