Yearnine Stories

18+ Smutty parts later in the story ;-; My first ever story and I was your honest opinion but please dont be to harsh on me Haha. ENJOY XD When the war is over and Draco is suffering from the disappointment he displayed upon his father, he begins to grow feelings that he can not control. Meanwhile Harry is celebrating the victory of the war and unawarely wins the affection of a white haired boy who is in a confusing mind state......This leads to a unexpected relationship between the two completely different teens in completely different houses having the same unusual feeling for one another.

Funny, awkward, or outright weird conversations and situations I've overheard, seen, or been a part of over the span of my four high school years.

Ever feel like you had the worst day at school well, Lux's day was a lot worse than yours. And it was only her first day of school so who knows how much worse it could get.

It started on a Monday. I don't know what happened after that. I started off normal. I was still normal, wasn't I? I don't know, I just don't know. I was happy, I should be happy, but I'm not. Maybe I am? It's like there's a blackness in my mind, and I've covered it with yellow. I hate the colour yellow, but it's what I am. It's all I am now. My friends were laughing, I was laughing, but it didn't feel like it. My face felt tight as I stretched into a smile, yet it fooled them. I shouted with them, tears coming to my eyes. They laughed harder at that, everyone crying out my name, pointing at me, tears coming to their own eyes. The hole in my heart widened. I didn't know whether they were tears of sadness or happiness. Everyone was rocking back and forth, and slowly, they seemed to form into looming monsters, with wide eyes and pale faces. We stood up, hearing the bell. The sun hurt my eyes. I ran after them, shouting with them. I was loud, too loud. My own voice hurt my head. I didn't want the attention on me, so I dragged it to my fake self; my mask. I hated myself, and what I was doing. I had walked off again. I'm not sure why, but as I blinked, my feet decided that we were not going that way. I ignored them, and they thought it was a joke. They screamed my name, startling me, making me sprint over to them. I hadn't realised how far I had really wondered off. I joined my group, only to wish I had kept walking. They were laughing again, their laughter hurting my head. It shattered my thoughts, echoed around my head, deafened any emotions. I shrieked with them. We were like monkeys, chattering together. Maybe not; we were too dangerous for that. Monsters. Pale, looming monsters. (Updates everyday day!!!) (Oh, and the picture on the title page doesn't belong to me!!! Credit to whoever it belongs to!!!)