18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

*Warning: I wrote this when I first started writing here on Wattpad when I was like 13 so the writing can be pretty cringy and the plot may not always match up just please don't come for me* 11 months after his ex-girlfriend told him she was pregnant, Harry is facing the challenges and consequences it comes with being a famous single father, while maintaining his music, fans and relationships. Started- June 10, 2017 Completed- April 1, 2018

'I know Severus, but is it best to send a 9 year old girl to Hogwarts?' Ellia Snape .... The mysterious little girl embarking on a breathtaking journey as she fights against the good and bad wills of life, whilst shadowing behind her fathers paper figure. Protected from danger after her mothers disappearance, will all be shielded from danger? DISCLAIMER : The characters, all except the Parkinson family (except Pansy of course) Aurora Grace, Panemia Ravenclaw and Ellia Snape, belong to the brilliant J.K Rowling. I do not own the story line either except what happens to Ellia. This is a twist on Harry Potter and my apologies if you do not like it :)

New school year of hogwarts new students and mysterious girl attended there.Her name is Luna Evans. Everyone is shocked because she looks like Harry's mother Lily Potter but has black hair and eyes.And Snape noticed...

Serena Lilly Rose is a witch. She runs away from her abusive father who adopted her and is found by a witch called Minerva. What will happen when she goes to Hogwarts?

!There is quite a few mistakes, please don't correct them this book was written so long ago when i was just a wee lil baby! (Y/n) Potter as you can tell she is clearly Harry's twin sister, but due to inheriting her great grandmothers powers she was separated from Harry, she lived with a rich family that always wanted a daughter, might I say this family is of great importance but (Y/n) had to change her last name and hide the scar on her neck. The Potter twins are reunited at Diagon Alley and from that day on, they cannot be separated. Harry begins to be quite productive of his little twin and soon notices that Malfoy is acting different towards his sister what will happen now. *~Cover is made by me~*

❝haven, isn't that a fire hazard?❞ ❝no. you're a fire hazard.❞ LIGHT. | DRACO MALFOY. in which haven potter was his light at the end of the tunnel. ©burkhqrt 2020 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝗼𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝗼𝗼𝐭𝐩-𝐝𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝗼 𝗺𝐚𝐥𝐟𝗼𝐲 𝐱 𝐟!𝗼𝐜 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝗼𝐧𝐞

I think she said I'm having your baby.... and it's none of your business. BOOK THREE TO STYLIST!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READY STYLIST I SUGGEST YOU GO BACK AND READDDDD!

"They say insanity is trying the same thing but expecting something new" - Anson Seabra. SEQUEL TO STYLIST El kept telling him it was only meant to be for one night. She kept that mentality, or tried to. Harry didn't believe one bit of the front she put up so he fought hard. Right when he had her...he pushed her away. Through heart break and confusion that neither of them expected they found each other again, but can they make it work, or were they truly doomed from the start? EXCERPT: "When someone like me feels pain, or happiness or anything for that matter, I take it and I go with it... I use it as inspiration." He tells me. "So you wrote a song about me?" I ask, feeling my hands fumble as I try not to act as nervous as I feel while waiting for the answer. "The whole album is about you..." he tells me, and I realize he's more nervous than I am. I broke his heart... we broke each other's heart, and now all we can do is pick up the broken pieces... or try to.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*