"Everyone's got a part of them that they try to hide. This is just yours." Harley Vixen and Blaise Zabini have been Enemy's since their first year. There secrets finally come out to each other and they both slowly realize that maybe they aren't all that different. Im bad at descriptions sorry. Trigger Warning there is alcohol/drug abuse, bad language, self harm, sexual assault, panic/anxiety attacks; you know all that fun stuff. I will still put triggers on the chapters but I don't want anyone to get hurt because of something I've written. There isn't smut I don't know how to write it. I do not take credit of JK Rowlings work. The only characters I own are Harley and Lane.

Related to the Weasley's, Y/N expects to be sorted into Gryffindor, but her fire stands in the way. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS AMAZING SERIES. I SHALL TRY TO NOT ALTER THE TIMELINE OF THE SERIES.

╔══════════════╗ 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎-𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 ╚══════════════╝ ✦❅✦ { 𝐨𝐧-𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 / 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 } 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 : 𝟾 𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 : 𝟷𝟼 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 : 𝚝𝚋𝚊

"What was all that this morning with Parkinson?" he asked, lips curled upwards in amusement. His hand retreated into his pocket. "Nothing wicked, I hope?" "It's all in good fun," I said. "Pansy knows we only tease her because we love her." A sly smile broke out onto his handsome mouth. "Should I be worried, then?" (female Slytherin OC, first person perspective)

[An x-reader fan-fiction about a romance between J.K. Rowling's character Blaise Zabini and you.] An average third-year Slytherin, you've had just about nothing interesting happen in your time at Hogwarts. You're three years below the famous "Boy Who Lived" Harry Potter, which means you're also three years below all the action. You've developed a small crush on about all of your older classmates, which means you expect nothing in return... Things begin to change, however, when Blaise Zabini- a popular sixth year boy, and something like an enemy of Harry Potter's- takes interest in you. [p.r/w - begun December 23rd, 2020]

"deryah," say it again. say it until it becomes boring. say it forever. "make me leave," his voice pleaded with me. we were both holding back a great deal, but he began to lose himself by the second. "you don't deserve this, you deserve better," i know. he started kissing his way down my neck, unbuttoning my shirt slowly as he went along. "say the words, and i'll go." he started backing me into my desk, only breaking for breaths when he spoke. --- i pulled him down and kissed his lips softly before looking him in his eyes. "ruin me," Reader discretion is advised. Certain chapters may be for mature audiences so I will put a warning before the chapters. Rights of Harry Potter Characters go towards their original creator; J.K Rowling (even though we don't stan her) Rights of Onyx De Loughrey and Lorenzo Berkshire go towards @babynaomia

Showing up to a Slytherins party is all fun and games until you wake up in a bed that's not yours, and in a common room that's not even close to yours, with a boy beside you

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)