**Only the bonus chapter is paid, the rest of the story is (and will stay) free!!** Libby Marks-Whelan is decidedly not a lady. Kicked out of nearly every finishing school in the country, she's shocked when her demure, straight-laced cousin Ella invites her to the royal court as attendant during her debutante season. What Ella fails to realize, however, is that Libby's brand of mischief is exactly the kind of distraction Prince Andrew is looking for during his inaugural season as an eligible bachelor. Cover designed by Adam Budny

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 3} It is a known fact that Crookshanks was helping Sirius Black to capture Pettigrew in his rat form, back in Harry Potter's third year at Hogwarts. But what if Crookshanks was a human just like Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs? What if she was James Potter's twin sister? And why did Dumbledore do almost everything in his power to keep her identity a secret from Harry? This is the forgotten story of Jenna Potter. *** WARNING: Mature and sensitive content ahead [Marauder's Era] [OC's age: 15-21]

"Your stories are the only thing no one can ever take away from you," she said quietly as if just remembering something. "Then why don't you tell me your's?" the boy asked. *** Constance Foster was the girl who went pretty unnoticed through all her life. From birth when someone had left her in an orphanage to her school years at Hogwarts. The orphanage that she had lived in was led by nuns and wasn't all that excepting of the girl and her abilities as they found her odd and even dangerous in some aspects. When she was eight Constance accidentally lost control of her powers and hurt a fellow orphan, that's when the nuns decided to limit her contact with other children and call upon a man. A headmaster, who came and offered Constance a chance at a better life. From that point on her life went up, at least she thought it had. Not much time passed when Constance recieved a letter from The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where her real adventure began. The real story actually began in her fifth year, but let's leave the details for later. It was the year she found friendship and love, where she never thought to look before. ###### I'm sorry if the first few chapters aren't that good, but I'm still learning. Hope you understand. Trilogy: Storybook 1st Book

Aurelia Livierre was many things. To Remus Lupin, she was a sister. Aurelia was the first one to find out about his "furry little problem," and while he felt like nothing but a monster, Aurelia showed him that he was just as much a human as the students that walked the castle's halls. To Peter Pettigrew, she was a friend. Whenever Peter felt left out or ignored, Aurelia was quick to direct the conversation towards him, in hopes of lifting his spirits. To James Potter, Aurelia was someone he could confide in. Although his admiration towards Lily Evans was blatantly obvious, Aurelia was the first one James seeked when he came to terms of how she truly felt about Lily. Her words of encouragement, however, had slightly inflated his ego, and the next day he had openly admitted his love towards Lily Evans, which left a fuming Severus. To Sirius Black, Aurelia was all those things. Admittedly, he was overprotective when it came to Aurelia, which was a bit odd - and rather hypocritical - considering the fact he got into more trouble than the Prewetts. Whenever he witnessed a Slytherin berate Aurelia on being a blood traitor, or reprimand her for hanging out with 'mudbloods,' he would immediately come to the rescue. But to Regulus Black - to him, it was impossible to put into words how he felt about the Ravenclaw. In fact - he couldn't string a full sentence on how to describe the ethereal beauty. Aurelia Livierre was just as much a mystery to him as he was to her. All rights other than my original characters sadly go to J.K. Rowling Cover: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/682365781037670246/

Since the time she was a young girl, Éponine Rosier has learned the importance of marrying a respectable pureblood and not trusted to make the decision on her own, she finds herself arranged in a marriage with a boy she hardly knows. Throughout her childhood, she's had very limited interactions with the boy by the name of Regulus Black, despite being in the same year and the same House as him. Éponine is the type of person that enjoys the quiet company of herself, filling her time with reading or horseback riding on her family's land and Regulus has been known to never go out of his way to be social. Fearful that the marriage will later on result in nothing but failure, the parents of the teens decide to force the interaction between the two. Éponine finds herself at Twelve Grimmauld Place the summer before she is to start her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, away from her family and home. Initially, their introduction is awkward, full of long bouts of silence and the avoidance of eye contact. They are nothing more than strangers. Yet, as time passes, words are exchanged, memories are created and shared. A love emerges between the two that was meant to be unbreakable. A love story meant for the books to be passed along for generations, however, it takes a tragic turn as the young lives are forced to face the darkness that wants to consume them whole. Cover @ -voidlegends

When Evelyn returned for her Fifth Year at Hogwarts, she expected everything to be the same. But when Dumbledore gives her a task to infiltrate Tom Riddle's gang, to steer him from his current path, she finds herself drowning in dark magic, surrounded by a boy with a constant masquerade. ---- Unravelled is the sequel to this book and is currently up on my profile. This has also been rewritten so I advise reading BOTH the rewrites rather than this! written in 2016 briefly edited in 2018/9

Tom Riddle. A charming, charismatic, dangerous young man. Alia Waters. An intelligent, beautiful, polite young woman. Both intent on cracking each other's riddles. A story of love, danger and control.

She crashed her lips on his, giving in to the desire. He smirked before kissing her back, his hands pulling her closer by the waist. Their lips moved in sync, fighting for dominance as the kiss deepened. Her hands snaked around his neck and her fingers ran through his perfect hair. His thumb found its way to her cheek and caressed it gently, as if it were meant to calm the storm within her. She heard someone clear their throat and instinctively jumped back, gasping for air and trying to find the source of the voice. It was Allison, standing by the door with a small smirk plastered on her face. "Riddle," Clara gave him a curt nod, her cheeks flustered as she straightened her uniform and walked towards the door where her friend stood. "Grey," Tom smirked and nodded back, watching her with amusement; never had he ever seen her so frenzied and so off-guard. She was the only one to challenge his arrogance, the only weakness he ever had, the only one he ever loved. Oh, Clara Grey.

❝Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.❞ @ 2018 aurora | all rights reserved

"you are my wildest dream and my worst nightmare."