this is the most basic terribly written wattpad mafia story ever. it all started when a boy with insomnia could only fall asleep in the arms of the girl he should hate. Started 3/19/21

"Years ago, I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices." In the summer of 1898, the great-nephew of Bathilda Bagshot comes to visit Godric's Hollow. It was there that Gellert Grindelwald met the Dumbledore family. What happened next was left an untold story full of mystery and tragedy. It was piece of history left untouched, and for good reason. {PREQUEL TO 'PITY THE LIVING} © All Rights Reserved

It was a common misconception that pureblooded children such as the Malfoys were bred from a family that was based solely on hatred. However, that was the farthest from the truth as the eldest of the Malfoy family, Saros, had grown up in a household surrounded by the warmth and love of his parents. He grew up spoiled, holding a sense of entitlement since the time he was young because his parents told him and his little brother, Draco, that they deserved the world. His parents had given Saros no reason not to believe and trust in their word, they gave him no reason for him not to love them, which made the internal battle turn into an all-out war when it came to choosing what side was right and which one was wrong. Saros learns that good and evil is not so black and white when living in a grey world. He will do anything to protect his family, even if it means making the wrong decisions in their eyes. Normally, Angelina Johnson wouldn't even bother with the likes of Saros Malfoy, after all, she has her own life to tend to and she knows the type of person that he is. Spoiled and entitled don't interest the girl, however, there is a moment, where she is a witness to something beyond the typical Malfoy air, a time where Saros shows that he is human and maybe Angelina's got it all wrong about the boy.

"I was reaching for stars that didn't exist, caught up in the fantasies born of willful hope. I threw myself in the path of fate because I wanted to be swept away." ... We do stupid, stupid things in the name of those we love. We dedicate ourselves to false promises and we hope that in the end, it all turns out alright. I was never the kind of person who jumped into things without thinking about the consequences. I never dreamed of what could come from some silly mistakes. Two new students come for their 6th year at Hogwarts. Neither of them particularly want to be there. What havoc could a witch and a dark wizard bring to the year? As they both become frustratingly curious about each other, things fall in place that might never have occurred if they had just never met. ... So I started this book because I was bored, and now it's kind of my life accomplishment weirdly enough. It's not perfect and definitely not what it started out as but this fic has parts of my heart and soul in it and I'm proud of how far it's come. Contains toxic but also lovable Mattheo Riddle and an emotionally relatable mc. !!!Finished updating but still doing some editing!!! *WARNING* Contains violence, sexual content, swearing, mentions of abuse, death and possibly more. *I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamara, I only own my own characters. Happy reading

SABAISM (noun) : The worship of stars. For centuries, people have looked up to the stars and became instantaneously bewitched due to the pinpricks of light. Such an enigma they are, burning bright in the darkest of atmospheres. Never snuffed by the surrounding twilight. Stars were, and still are, worshipped for their mysticalness - too defiant to even let the dark consume them. All coextensive to that of Gemini Lupin-Black, the walking enigma herself. Her name struck fear into the hearts of others, but even the most petrified couldn't deny her beauty. Refinement produced by madness. And Merlin, like the people that honored the stars, did Harry Potter worship her most of all. { All rights reserved to J.K. Rowling - Not including: the character I've created (Gemini Lily-Lupin Black), Harry Potter's love interest, Homosexual Pairings, and other slightly altered outcomes. }

The year after her brother James graduates, Teddy Potter returns to Hogwarts for her final year. With the Marauders gone, it should be a quiet, peaceful year despite the mounting tensions in the world outside of school. The problem, naturally, lies with Regulus Black, the broody boy who just might be the most effortlessly aggravating person she's ever met in her whole life. And for someone who was raised with James Potter, that's saying a LOT. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time." "I have fantastic stamina." "Oh, fuck you-" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── [marauders era] [regulus black x oc] [enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers?] rated mature for sexual content

"𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥." #1 in tomriddle (12/14/2020) #1 in harrypotter (09/08/2020) #1 in voldemort (09/02/2020) #1 in riddle (09/02/2020) #1 in evil (10/12/2020) [All the characters with the exception of Seraphina, some close friends and her family belong to J. K. Rowling] [Warning: mature content, violence, sensible themes and inappropriate language]

❝ she loved him, but she kept pretending she didn't because she knew he didn't love her the same ❞ In which the Snake of Ketterdam slithers out from the cracks of the Barrel to raise her head and break some bones. 【 Kaz Brekker x OC】 【 Grishaverse au; Shadow and Bone ➝ Crooked Kingdom】 【 © Imaginebooks 】 【 Cover by @VRPond 】

~where the best friend of Regulus Black finds that she has friends in unlikely places~ marauders era VERY slowburn being regularly updated best rankings: 1 in remus lupin 1 in fanfiction 1 in lupin *i do not own any hp original characters or plots*

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN