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A cursed girl... Heir to the throne..

when the founders of Hogwarts have a child who becomes the mistress of death but dousn't know it how will she react to going to Hogwarts 1000 years later as the girl who lived read to find out how she will react to dumbledores involvment in her life! credits too jk rowling your story not mine but fuck you jk this is my first story go easy on me please. comment with ideas no garenty i will use them but i will look.

[ON HOLD] This story leads us to the untold story of Abraxas Hyperion Malfoy, heir to the Noble House of Malfoy. With the dark lord on rise, he was expected to be the right hand man, the lieutenant of the one, Voldemort. A story of love, lies, trust and loyalty in the Hogwarts house of Slytherin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Can I at least get a kiss?" she ask him softly. Her tears threatening to spill. He kissed her fully on the lips as her tears fell down, their tears mixed with the kiss, giving it a salty feeling. He smiled and kiss the the back of her hands. " Don't cry. We will go to a nice beach after all this. You always wanted to go to a beach, right? With little Lucius." Little Lucius was tugging at her mother's dress, begging to be picked up. "Dadda" he said and start crying, as if knowing that his father is going out. "Its going to be alright. My little peacock. Keep mamma safe?" he said to the little toddler. His mark hurt once again, he seriously have to go now. With one last kiss, he disapparated.

For ten years, our parents gathered on the same nights, laughing too loud and sending us upstairs to "go play." We thought it was just boring adult time. ​Until the night the glasses didn't clink-they smashed. ​Then came the sound: bubble bubble bubble-pop pop pop pop pop. ​Now, we know the truth: whatever they're drinking releases floating, luminous bubbles that drift through the house. And they aren't just bubbles. ​They are memories. ​Led by a self-appointed General, we're launching Operation Spy-On-Our-Parents-When-They-Drink. Armed with mason jars and a net, our mission is simple: steal the secrets before5 they pop. ​What we find-of love, of hidden happiness, of lives richer than we ever knew-is shocking. But the most terrifying discovery of all? ​One of the bubbles holds us. ​When you steal a memory, you realize you might be making one.

Varessa Aames is in the middle of a war, the Third in a strong legion which her brother leads. But when she cannot damage one of the opponents, she gets curious.

Let me tell you a story. A legend, really. A Myth and a History. It is the story of an infant turned saviour, saviour turned survivor, survivor turned a beloved leader and a beloved leader turned the revered Eternal Monarch of Narnia, Equal of The Great Lion and The Sole Master of Death. But before all that, the story of a child. Perhaps, you already know this story. Perhaps, you don't. Perhaps, you're willing to find out. Keep in mind that this is not a pleasant story. It is a story of survival, of ambition, fear, unity and above all, a story of love. Not the kind of love you're thinking of, no. This is the kind of love borne between those broken by the world, forced to adapt and survive it in different ways, betrayed by those supposed to protect them. This is the kind of love borne amidst conflicts, worry, guilt, desparation, longing, loyalty and hope. This is the kind of love which had gone down in the very threads of existence, which had survived worlds and times. Are you willing to continue? Will you stay until the last page turns? I suspect you will. Curiosity has taken ahold of you. It always does. So, come. Let me be your guide for this beautiful journey. Let's see it through till the end.