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

Quidditch is an interesting enough sport, but not when my mind kept wandering back Harry's messy black hair, lightly brushing across his forehead in the summer night's breeze, or the way his eyes caught the light and seemed to be shining, or imagining how he would look without that blasted shirt on.... Within ten minutes, Ireland had scored twice more, bringing their lead to thirty-zero and causing a thunderous tide of roars and applause from the green-clad supporters, but I couldn't force myself to pick up anything else. What had Harry done to me? I had to sort out how I felt. I'd have more time later to do so, but I had to understand it. Was it possible - could I actually like him? I'd never thought of him in that way, he was my best friend, but I was friends with plenty of boys at Hogwarts and I'd never felt this way about any of them. As my eyes trailed down from his hair, jaw, and his lips to his chest covered loosely by his shirt, it hit me like a blow to the chest - I liked my best friend. 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒫𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇. ~ When Y/n's mother passed away and her father is convicted and locked up in Azkaban, her grandmother takes her in, raising her for her whole childhood. She was never one to shield Y/n from the truth, hence the reason Y/n knows about her past, the way her mother died and why she has a lightening shaped scar on her neck. The two things she doesn't know, however, is who the boy in the picture is, or why she didn't get her Hogwarts letter until she was 13. (I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, ALL CREDITS GO TO J.K. ROWLING. THIS STORY IS IN NO WAY BEING ASSOCIATED WITH WARNER BROS OR J.K. ROWLING.) *This story is built for a female reader, I apologize if this is not the kind of thing you are looking for* Year 3: ✔️ Year 4: ✍🏼 Year 5: ~ Year 6: ~ Year 7: ~ ✔️ - Finished ✍🏼 - Currently Writing ~ - Not quite there yet :)

COMPLETED You'd been in the same year as Sirius Black since first year but you never really knew him that well. That is until fifth year when you begin to tutor him. Soon you become friends, but could you be more? DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter. A majority of them are owned my J.K Rowling. Any OCs will be indicated. The picture in the cover is from Pinterest but it was edited by me.

☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ (Harry Potter x Fem! Reader) ❝ 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡- 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡- 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬. ❞ ϟ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬... - Swearing - No smut - Mostly fluff - Books-based storyline - A sprinkle of Draco Malfoy ϟ *I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER* STARTED: 18.09.20 FINISHED: 25.10.21