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SuperPotterLock- The Goblet of Fire

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Time 11h 5m

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They eventually ended up upstairs, where people rarely ventured. John sat at a table while Sherlock continued to search.
He pulled a book out and flipped it open to look at the pages. Just as he did, light shone through one of the windows and illuminated him. Motes of dust drifted around his soft curls. Sunlight bounced off his high cheekbones and his lips pressed together in concentration.
John fidgeted in his seat, his face suddenly hot and itchy.All Rights Reserved

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The Mad House by DrJohnHolmes

The house sat alone, and yet it was never empty. Memories were stored inside of it like ghosts, and its floors were walked by the same pairs of feet for hundreds of years. John never wanted anything to do with the house, until finally it called him to his rightful place at its helm, and introduced him to the destiny he never would have discovered on his own. Johnlock Viclock

Loyal (Johnlock) by Blue_Mongoose

(Take no credit for the characters or cover art)(contains johnlock and fantasy elements and some Jim Moriarty antics) (new title by @sempai1213) I'm absolutely rubbish at writing descriptions so I'm just gonna put, like, the first two paragraphs- "Now change back." The voice came over the speakers. I was in a room made entirely of metal with a one way window covering one wall. I shifted on my paws and gave a low whine. "It's okay, John, take your time." Her voice was slightly strained. I barked, knowing that she was just trying to be courteous. I focused my attention on my regular form, closing my eyes and sitting on my haunches. I felt an electric current pass through my body and my eyes shot open. "Changed!" I hollered out, as if my voice would make the pain fade quicker. The metal felt cold on my bare body, "Evidently clothes don't come with the changing." I stayed laying down as I heard the cheers from the speakers. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE THE CRAP I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY SO IT MIGHT INCLUDE SMUT AND IT MIGHT NOT! JUST KNOW DEFINITELY SOME FLUFF AND MORIARTY ANTICS!

The Doctor And The Detective (Johnlock) by CluelessPumpkin

John looked peaceful, his head lulling back and hands clasped together in his lap. His mouth was slightly open, and his breathing even. How had he fallen asleep so perfectly? Most people who had fallen asleep around Sherlock (which was, admittedly, not many) had slept awfully, loud and snorty, sometimes thrashing around, sometimes making weird sounds you're only capable of making while asleep. He sat next to the doctor, being careful not to disturb his slumber. Closing his eyes, Sherlock tried to get to his mind palace. To his dismay, too many thoughts cluttered his head. That had never happened before. Sherlock groaned softly, keeping his eyes closed. Maybe he should get some sleep. He knew John would want him to. "Ah John, what would I do without you?" Sherlock whispered to the sleeping man beside him on the couch. "I'd be a half dead robot if you weren't here. I almost was. I almost was." A small sigh escaped his lips as he slipped into the cool relief of sleep.

Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING] by Existentialism6

You and John Watson were old flames back in your high school year. Thankfully, when you broke up, you still remained friends. That was, until the year of the war came around. While John went to war, you began to tend to your dying sister, who you knew only had a few more years. John and you kept in touch, but the letters started to get more and more infrequent as the war began to get more and more brutal. After your sister died, you moved to London, hoping for a fresh start and to eliminate any memories of your her. The next thing you know, three people get murdered right before your eyes, and guess who shows up to inspect? John Watson. And his friend, Sherlock Holmes. You took a liking to Sherlock, despite his arrogance and sociopathic tendencies, and you slowly begin to see his feelings that he hides underneath his shell. When he sees how clever you are, Sherlock also takes a liking to you, but tries his hardest to hide it. He knows that sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. Now you, Sherlock and John Watson are solving cases together, but what happens when the person you fear most shows up and starts to torment John and Sherlock.

Love, Lies & Death ( A Sherlock Fanfiction) by HamilHotel

"How are you dealing with your Philophobia?" Sherlock asked, completely ignoring John, who looked more confused as ever. "You haven't forgotten about that, have you?" Minerva smiled at him. Nine years ago she had met him and already knew something was special about him. His deduction skills were something she'd never seen before and yet he still remebered her fear of falling in love. "I'm doing fine, Sherlock. How about you?" Sherlock knew what she was hinting at. He had learned that Minerva was a master at reading peoples emotions within seconds. She must have seen the love in his eyes. He recalled her saying: "A look into someones eyes, for even just a second, is enough for me to know exactly what their feeling." Knowing he would lie to her, Sherlock answered: "I'm doing well." "I'm sorry, but what the bloody hell is going on?" John inquired. A little piece from my story. This Fanfic contains Johnlock, two of my Oc's and lots of mysteries. Be prepaaaaaareeeed. *vibes to Be prepared* Bye

Haunted by the Past || Johnlock ✔ by paulineholmes_02

He was looking at Sherlock Holmes. Yet not the one he would have expected. Distinctive changeable eyes, lined by a row of long dense lashes, showed an expression of a wild animal standing in the glare of approaching headlights. Of a man driven into a corner. Simply expressed, an expression of pure horror, something you don't see on a famous consulting detective most of the time. John opened his mouth, but after a realisation that he has no idea of what he wanted to say, he closed it again. He wasn't welcomed by a mutilated, smashed face. The severed spine could be ruled out straight away, and he seemed to have all his limbs as well. He felt an endless relief when he saw solid, uninjured skin where the blood flowed the last time. Nevertheless, the scene he was offered tugged the carpet under his feet and he had to admit (if a bit grudgingly) that Mycroft was right-he did not exaggerate when warning him it might be a shock. Trigger warnings: This story contains references to violence and its description, and also deals with self-esteem issues and body image. If something triggers you, please proceed with caution or reconsider if you want to continue reading. PS: English isn't my native language and I'm a bit unsure of my style, but I hope you will like it. Enjoy the story!

Praise Me by AlexPowellauthor

In which Sherlock has an interesting physical reaction to compliments and John discovers it. A Johnlock fanfic

Stutters by twerkwithlucifer

"Johnny Cake" Watson bumps into Sherlock Holmes in the hallways, and if he knew what would happen next he would've dropped his books a lot sooner.

"I'd Be Lost Without My Lover." by R-L-Moran

(Characters from Brother Mine may be used) Having just moved into the heart of London with his family, John Watson couldn't possibly have been more nervous. A new school. A new life. His family has moved into 221C Baker St. A nice little flat with a sweet land lady. One day John comes to the discovery that a lone boy by the name of Sherlock Holmes lives in the above flat, 221B. No one will tell him why he's all alone and how he is so incredibly smart and keen, but he is determined to fall headlong into the boys life. An odd longing to find the dark secrets underneath.

Soulmates // Johnlock by BlindBirdy

-Johnlock Fanfic- 🍩-What if in an alternate reality people have visual signs of soulmates identity? Names written on their wrists? 🍪-And what if William Sherlock Scott Holmes has a mysterious name in his wrist that he cannot find it's owner?-"Who names their kid Hamish?"-Although for him is easy having liberal parents that aren't homophobic. 🍘-But for John H. Watson it is different!- "William? A BOY!"-His parents are flustered and after Harriet (Johns sister) they are even more! 🥯-John doesn't believe in these kind of stuff and has given up before even starting and Sherlock is married to his work. But John is looking for a flatmate and Mike takes him to Sherlock... 🥮-After the worst case John has ever faced a certain detective tries to cheer his blogger by filling up a Christmas to-do list which was given him for a reason! Read to learn more about this awesome 'way' of them finding each other and their happiness -'Because sometimes when you don't look for it...It finds it's way to you!'- Enjoy 🥂

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The Mad House cover

Loyal (Johnlock) cover

The Doctor And The Detective (Johnlock) cover

Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING] cover

Love, Lies & Death ( A Sherlock Fanfiction) cover

Haunted by the Past || Johnlock ✔ cover

Praise Me cover

"I'd Be Lost Without My Lover." cover

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The Mad House

The house sat alone, and yet it was never empty. Memories were stored inside of it like ghosts, and its floors were walked by the same pairs of feet for hundreds of years. John never wanted anything to do with the house, until finally it called him to his rightful place at its helm, and introduced him to the destiny he never would have discovered on his own. Johnlock Viclock