Remus is working on an essay and Sirius decides he needs to loosen up. Cute Wolfstar fic (short) {currently working on revising and adding to this fic}

Just another short wolfstar fluff, enjoy.

A story about how Remus and Sirius end up falling in love their seventh year of Hogwarts. // Author's note: this is my first time writing and sharing fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it and that it doesn't suck. Have a nice day.

"You didn't mean it You didn't mean it If you didn't mean it then why would you say it He didn't mean it You never mean it Then why in the world would you say it There's no tomorrow don't you know Love me now or let me go He didn't mean it You never mean it Then why in the world would you say it Say it, say it." Once, I left the light on in the bedroom, since I was the last to fall asleep. I reached up and rubbed the now faded dark bruises from where Zayn smashed my head into the wall multiple times, making me promise not to be so stupid next time. One night I didn't make enough dinner because I forgot Ed and Andy were coming over. I wrapped my hand around my right wrist, still feeling the scratchy bandages left from Liam forcing my arm onto the stove. One time I bumped into Harry on the way down the stairs. I placed my arms around myself, still feeling the sting of my cracked bones, caused when he pushed me down both flights of twenty steps. One day, I accidentally insulted Louis' best friend and beard Eleanor. I ran my hands through my hair, imagining the feel of thick blood pouring from my scalp from how he gripped my hair until I apologized to him. One of our concerts was canceled because I got sick, and I shuddered violently at the memory of how my four boyfriends beat me. I love all four of my boyfriends, I really do. But, I just wish they still loved me. I wish they were back to the boys I fell for. I wish I could have my Cinderella story ending with my four handsome princes...

Author: Cassis Luna In which, Draco drinks a potion that allows him to see through lies. Harry, evidently blamed, must help him through the effects of the potion. For the first time, they see one another in a different light. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the plot nor the characters. This fan fiction is created by Cassis Luna, on fanfiction.net, just here to spread a beautiful story to others. All credits to J.K Rowling.

** Currently editing (May 2020) ** "Who doesn't dream about it? Meeting your favourite band? Well, I do! But, there's a slight problem. I am socially anxious, so... When I finally met them, I shut down. I literally didn't say a word. I tried to hide my face. They probably think I'm an idiot." This is the story of Niall Horan. A normal 18 year old. He's obsessed over a band called One Direction. He is gay and he suffers from Social Anxiety Disorder. He finds it extremely difficult to speak with people, even though he has known them for years. This causes a big problem when he finally gets to meet the boys of One Direction. However, they notice that he's struggling and they want to help him. This results in lots of trouble. Do you think you know what's going to happen? I promise you, you don't have a clue.

Married unwillingly. Cover by ; @Emryswatson

"I'm Harry!" ". .And I'm Niall Horan!" "Babe- not the last name." Harry says smiling awkwardly into the camera. "oops, I'm Niall!" Niall corrects himself blushing. "And this our Vlog!"

Two lads. A prince, a young lad, from the family on the top ladder of nobility in great England. Prince Harry Styles. Born and raised in Royalty. Loving parents and an elder sister who would die first before her brother meets harm. All is well for Prince Harry, what more could he want? Niall Horan, a nobody, considered himself lower than the lowest commoner, who has nothing, not even a family. All he has is determination that if he works hard enough and graduates Uni, he could better his life. But how could he finish school when he could hardly pay for food? They are brought together in the most bizarre situation. All rights reserved. Cover by the amazing @Jacky_Sikowitz Credit to the owners of all the media I'll use in the story.

"Daddy, can you tell me a story? Please?" A fic in which Harry and Louis have a four-year-old son, Niall, who likes to hear bedtime stories from his daddies. *underage!ziall* *COMPLETE*