Englad storie

"Erin, please," he begged. I turned away. "Let's face it, you stopped loving me a long while ago," I whispered, slowly breaking into uncontrollable sobs. "Look at me," he demanded, and so I did. He cupped my wet, tear stained face in his big hands and spoke ever so softly, "I never stopped loving you. From the moment we met to this moment right now, I never stopped loving you. Remember that night at the bar? That lighter we shared, it was the beginning of our relationship. It was the flame that lit us up, and believe me, that flame will never disappear."

Kim Ryung has known the Weasley's through his parents. His parents are a well respected Witch and Wizard in the wizarding world and is part of the Order of the Phoenix. Ryung's parents moved to South Korea because of their jobs when he was just 4 years old but now he is back in England to continue his schooling at Hogwarts where he is titled the Prince of Hogwarts. *Prisoner of Azkaban-?*

Troye Adelaide was born in Ireland. She flees from her home after a fire burns her village to ashes and the bones of her mother lay charred on the ground. Troye boards a ship to England to escape from the memories but is soon confronted with a horror beyond her belief... A horror that will follow her forever. But a handsome young man has also sought refuge in England and romance blooms amongst the terror of London. But then it strikes...

For all of the Americans out there Happy 4th. Also to England at least you tried. I'm sorry about that last bit. XD

Alfred was raised on the thought that freedom was bad for the 13 colonies, never daring to think otherwise. Arthur Kirkland wanted to protect him, but had to give it up for his duty. When Alfred grew, he no longer saw the perfect forming nation he was told. He saw something that needed changed. He saw something that needed a revolution. And nothing would stop him from fighting for it, hail, high water, or death. He will fight for freedom. (Actually historically accurate, lol!)

A poem about our current world, based on Percy Bysshe Shelley's 19th century poetic critique.

part 1 idrk what to put here lmao

She was heading home, later than normal due to work. She had never imagined what it would cause. Can one death repay another? She can still hear the screams. What stains cannot be washed away? DO NOT COPYWRITE.