the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+

just a collection of a couple harry x reader oneshots a lot of x fem!reader but it will say at the beginning of the chapter

Two burning hearts that dared to break Remeber, nobody said that it would last forever. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had always felt as if everyone he loves, he loses. This still applied when he fell head over heals for her. They were what you'd call a perfect tragedy, one of the few fairy tales without a happy ending. Go through the stages of like, love, lust, and loss with Harry and y/n as they venture through their years at Hogwarts. TW : Mentions of violence and abuse Starting in year 3 - Prisoner of Azkaban Started November 2, 2020 - Completed February 2, 2021

"You once asked who I love most in this world." "Its you." ************************* Harryxoc Starting at POA. ~ Currently updating ~

SLOW UPDATES sequel to his chosen girl |years 4-7|

When (Y/N) (L/N) gets her Hogwarts letter, she's eager to do something that will finally make her family proud. However, she quickly finds that pleasing them is much harder than it seems, especially once she befriends Harry Potter; a boy they warn her to stay away from. She struggles to choose whether she'll be the person her family so desperately needs her to be or the person she needs herself to be, all the while finding herself growing more and more fond of the Potter boy.