Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

'But no matter where they went, I could feel their eyes on me.' All your life you've been watched. By an entity, a demon, a monster. No matter where you went, its eyes followed you. You thought you were free of it. That you were free to live your life. But god, were you stupid to believe that. ***** Feedback would be appreciated! Enjoy! xoxox ~THIS IS LITERALLY THE FIRST SHORT HORROR(?) STORY I WROTE AND IT WAS LIKE 3am AND I WAS SLEEP DEPRIVED~

It's Potter's fault, of course, that Draco finds himself trapped in the same twenty-four-hour period, repeating itself over and over again. It's been nearly a year since the unpleasant business at Hogwarts, and Draco's getting on with his life quite nicely, thank you, until Harry sodding Potter steps in and ruins it all, just like always. At first, though, the time loop seems liberating. For the first time in his life, he can do anything, say anything, be anything, without consequence. But the more Draco repeats the day, the more he realises the uncomfortable truth: he's falling head over heels for the speccy git. And suddenly, the time loop feels like a trap. For how can he ever get Harry to love him back when time is, quite literally, against him? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 11 chapters / 70k words]

Harry doesn't mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn't. It's just - do they have to be so friendly? He's not prejudiced, really he's not. It's just - they've got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he's attracting from everyone - the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair - and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him. When he's hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed - or cursed, by the look on Malfoy's face - with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry's skin remains completely bare? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 20 chapters / 114k words]

When Draco Malfoy falls into a cursed sleep and can only be woken - at least, according to the Daily Prophet, that impeccable source of truth - by 'true love's kiss', Harry Potter knows there's no way on earth he's the answer to this particular riddle. Is he . . .? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 23 chapters / 153k words]

Two years after the war, and Harry's content with his life. OK, so it's a little annoying that he keeps winning Witch Weekly's Most Eligible Bachelor award, and he's really not looking forward to the unveiling of an enormous gold statue of himself, but he loves his friends, and he loves being an Auror. And if he yearns for something more, something he can barely bring himself to think about, well, he'll probably get over it. No one's happy all the time, are they? But then everything changes, and Harry's thrown into a new and dazzling world he's not sure he can actually escape from. And as time goes on, he starts to wonder: does he actually want to? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 15 chapters / 118k words]