"𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘? 𝙼𝚎, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐."

"Rule number two - no kissing," Sage said. Fred opened his mouth with an incredulous look to retort but she continued before he could speak. "Or at least not without a purpose." Fred processed the information for a moment but then grinned his typical, Cheshire-cat grin. A mischievous look took over his eyes and he scooted even closer to her on the bed until their bodies were pressed together. "A purpose, hmm?" he asked directly into her ear with a low voice, sending shivers up and down her spine. "So if I kiss you it means it's going to lead somewhere?". He then brought his lips to her neck and started to softly press kisses upwards until he neared her mouth, his hand starting to wander up her bare leg. "No, Fred," she said breathlessly and pushed her off of him once she finally regained her senses. "At least wait until we set the ground rules." ~~~~~~~~ Sage had always had a somewhat odd relationship with her best friend's older brother Fred. They were good friends, yet they hated each other at the same time. Fred was always picking on Sage; always playing pranks on her and teasing her every chance he got. She absolutely hated it. When they took their built-up tension and passion and used it for something better -- somehow striking up a 'friends with benefits' arrangement -- will it all work out? Will they be able to release their pent-up hatred (and deeply rooted attraction) for each other and maintain their friendship, or will their feelings get in the way?

"AUCH, I'M WOUNDED, SOMEONE HELP ME BEFORE SHE KILLS ME!" he yelled loudly and I couldn't help but laugh. "Shut up, the whole castle can hear you!" I said and tried to pull him up. "That's the point! You're a dangerous being", he stated, but let me pull him up. "You're an idiot", I mumbled and narrowed my eyes at him. He was quite a bit taller than me, making me having to look up. It were his eyes that intrigued me for some reason. They always seemed to twinkle with amusement, even when there was nothing particularly funny going on. They held so many stories. I could see that he was studying me as well. They were a maze. A maze that I would love to get lost in. "You really are an onion", I blurted out. - Y/N Y/L/N arrives at Hogwarts to attend her sixth year after being homeschooled for all of her life. There she meets the infamous Weasley twins and one in particular catches her attention. It starts with a little teasing, but Y/N soon finds herself way in over her head. - Most characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life.

Fred Weasley took quite a shine to (y/n) McGonagall, so did his twin brother but not exactly in the same way he did. But when her father escapes Azkaban will he stay as her loyal friend, leave her or become something more? - Set at the start of Prisoner of Azkaban and follows the films and book until the end. (This book will follow some scenes in the films and some in the books because some of the book scenes are too iconic to be left out.)

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Everything has finally become too much for Louis to handle. The lies, fake relationships and fake smiles. The fans were right. They had always been right. Louis loves Harry but isn't allowed to have him. He's had enough and no longer wants to live this fake life. "You were right... All of you have always been right. Every look, every subtle touch... You were right." As he signs onto a live video chat for the last time and tells the world what they already knew, will it be enough to make Harry realize the true meaning behind Louis' words? "So in the next... 27 minutes I want to tell you the truth. Every last bit of it... But 27 minutes is all the time left before I say goodbye." --------- This book is originally written by Happinessintime, an amazing writer who's account disappeared a long time ago along with this amazing story.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction