the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+

Eighth year of Hogwarts Pansy Parkinson had loved and lost during the war; lost, more than anything. Now, forced to go back to Hogwarts by the Wizengamot, all eyes on her during her ten-year probation, she fully intends to have a quiet year with the friends she has left. But that damned Weasley. He won't leave her alone; his scent, his hair, his tattoos... he's everywhere, always. Maybe she wants him to be.

"If you weren't so important to The Dark Lord, I'd kill you right now" "If I still had my wand, you'd be dead already" Nine years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the war rages on. Voldemort is triumphant, but The Order continue to fight. Whilst on a rescue mission, Hermione Granger is captured and taken to The Dark Lord. When he cannot uncover her memories, or any secrets he can use to stamp The Order out once and for all, she's given to the most skilled Legillimens within his army.

a collection of one shots in which theodore bloody nott is guaranteed a happy ending. feel free to submit a one shot for this collection :)) my socials are in my bio one condition: theo has to have a happy ending.

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

»Ja.« Ein kurzes Wort, zwei einfache Buchstaben, die mir zum Verhängnis werden und mich in mein Verderben stürzen. Jedes »Ja« zu Harry ist ein klares »Nein« zu mir selbst. Ich wünschte, man hätte mich vor ihm gewarnt, anstatt vor der Großstadt, die so viele Versuchungen und Gefahren bergen soll. Harry vereint sie alle in sich und macht mich zur größten Gefahr für mich selbst. Aber vor Harry hat mich niemand gewarnt.. _________ Mit Nick Grimshaw als Mentor hat Regina das goldene Los gezogen und bereut den Sprung in die Großstadt keine Sekunde. Als sie eines Abends seine Freunde kennenlernt, begegnet sie unter anderem auch Harry Styles. Mit dem exzentrischen Musiker und seinem exzessiven Leben scheint sie auf den ersten Blick nicht viel zu verbinden, doch langsam findet sie Gefallen an seiner ihr bislang völlig fremden Welt. - cover by midnightriptide

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

The story of a road trip where Frances and Harry reconnect after eight months of the flight they shared together. (Sequel of The Flight series) Highest rank: #22 in FanFiction

The story of a ten hour flight in which Frances finds herself trapped next to the famous and obnoxious rock star Harry Styles. All rights reserved © Highest rank: #50 in FanFiction #17 in Short Story.