Eighteen year old Rowan Harris has it all; the brains, the looks, the charm, and a coveted spot in the world's most exclusive film school. There's just one problem: Rowan's life might not be as perfect as she'd like you to think, and her glamorous new teacher is no stranger to secrets. With everything on the line, things are about to get a lot more complicated. - disclaimer: language, general moral ambiguity, mature themes, underage drinking, drug use/abuse, mentions of sexual assault and physical/psychological child abuse, etc. parts of this story are very dark, so read at your discretion! HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 studentxteacher #1 lesbian #1 gxg #1 lesbianromance #2 girlxgirl #2 in lesbianfiction

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."