In the harsh pure-blood society, it is imperative that everyone play their cards carefully in order to end up on top. Astoria Greengrass, now Astoria Malfoy, has achieved her goal of gaining a proper husband; Draco Malfoy. As she tries to play the perfect pure-blood wife as she was raised, the emptiness of their stric...
"We're friends. We're the Marauders. We stick together, remember?" "Yes, Moony. I remember." One of them was mischievous and brave and had the perfect life. Another of them was reckless and loyal and desperate to leave behind his family name. The third was kind and gentle with a monster hidden inside. The last was tim...
"I have a more personal question," she ignored his arrogance. Watching him had sparked a new interest that seemed to overpower any interest she had in their previous conversation. "Oh?" he seemed surprised but didn't allow it to affect his composure. "Go ahead then." "Why me?" "I beg your pardon?" Sirius seemed confus...
"So if its words that you are looking for McKinnon, I am fluently gifted with the art of speaking. But I'd much rather spend every day showing you exactly how I feel, knowing that you're mine and that we belong together." Its Marlene's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she wants nothing mor...
"So we're alone," he said slowly. "That's a thoughtful observation," she whispered. She could feel her fingertips tremble slightly as they clasped around his hair. She didn't know why she suddenly felt so nervous. She moved her hands and allowed her fingers to trail slowly and gently down the side of his face and he i...
Everything has changed since Marlene accepted her mission for the Order. The only problem? Nobody else knows what she's doing or where she is, and they are going to be furious with her when she finally resurfaces. But Marlene has bigger things to worry about; a new prophecy threatens to change the course of history, a...