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Time After Everything || a Sequel to Saving Myself

**COMPLETED** Cover made by @siriusblackisgreat Co-written by @famdomtrash24000 •Strong Language •Homophobic Slurs •Physical Abuse ~Includes use and expression of Delusional Disorder and symptoms~ ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️: All original characters owned by J.K. Rowling. The only characters I own are the original characters I ha...

"I Write My Own Story"

This story talks about a lot of sensitive topics, such as eating disorders, mentions of self harm, abuse, and other mental disorders. If you're sensitive to these things, this story isn't for you. ........ Harry wasn't creative. Hell, he couldn't come up with a story if his life depended on it. However, he did have a...

When They Were Marauders || A Marauders Tale

**COMPLETED** Cover made by @siriusblackisgreat ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️: All original characters owned by J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own is the plot. Set in the time of the Marauders, Hogwarts has never seen a group such as the four friends who met by chance. Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew mee...

Drarry Short Stories

Here I post all the cutesy short stories I write for Drarry! What if Draco was a vampire? What if he and Harry were roommates? In this you'll explore all the aspects of Drarry's romance in a bunch of different ways. Hate to love, love to hate, love at first sight, and more!

Love Before School (Drarry Fanfic)

When Draco walks into a cafe, he didn't know what to expect. A super cute boy that writes. Nope. "Draco pins Harry to the wall, there breath mingling." When they both get their Hogwarts letters, but are both put into separate houses, their love and loyalties are questioned. Can a Slytherin truly love a Griffindor?

Winging It (Interactive Love Story)

Note that this story has been discontinued. My apologies for the inconvenience. I sincerely thank you for taking the time to read this fanfic. "Yeah, there's no way I'm letting you do such a stupid thing. Without me." "I... what?" Quill and parchment already in hands, you smile broadly at the Golden Boy, as if to say...