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- Are you sure you're the alpha? I won't hurt you... honestly, I won't," Harry said in a low voice, hardly believing his own words. He reached for the blond's neck as if enchanted. Draco froze, slumped against the wall, unable to move. His consciousness screamed to run, but his body stretched to meet the lips of the strong alpha. - I'll just... listen to your scent," Harry whispered, "please don't be afraid.... non-magical au Don't be confused by the omegaverse ❤️ Everything is very gentle, the main emphasis is on feeling ❤️ English is not my first language, I apologize for the mistakes!

Y/n Black is now 13-years-old and has returned to Hogwarts for her third year, despite her mother's fierce objections. The reason? Her father, Sirius Black, has escaped from Azkaban, and Y/n fears the worst-that he might be coming to find her, and worse, that he may be targeting Harry Potter, one of her closest friends. Struggling to reconcile the new revelations about her family, Y/n finds herself torn between protecting Harry and understanding the truth about her father's escape. As the tension rises, so does the storm of emotions Y/n has been trying to ignore. Her feelings for Hermione have only grown stronger, and despite their growing closeness, Hermione is hurt by Y/n's hesitations and the lies she had told coming out. The once unspoken bond between them is now fragile, and Y/n finds herself lost between loyalty to her friends and the conflicting pull of her heart. In a year full of hidden dangers, unraveling mysteries, and life-altering choices, Y/n must confront the truth about her father, the power of love, and the price of secrets kept too long-while trying to protect the people she loves most from a past that refuses to stay buried. DISCLAIMER! This book follows the plot to J.K. Rowling's book Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. I do not own any of the characters. All rights belong to J.K Rowling.

Written by: Han-Rawr (I'll update when she does!! and I'm not the author I promise you that!) "i can tell you're to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

"Same as last time, do as I say." "Yeah? But you never said anything? You sat there?" I lifted a brow. "Oh you know what I mean." I felt his hand gliding up my thigh, through my dress, I felt myself flush again. His hands ran up and down my body, sending involuntary shivers down my spine, somewhat making my back arch. I couldn't stop looking at his features. How his hair fell now, his skin against mine, the way he held me like I was made of glass, and everything else was sharp rock. Holding me, like he was afraid to hurt me. Every now and then, at every turn, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I felt my body tighten in nervousness. "Keep your hands right there, you're doing great." He assured me. "(Y/N)?" He asked. "Yes?" I wandered. "May I kiss you?" His face flashed in a nerve, I could feel the heat rising in his body. Without saying another word, I had nodded. Those soft lips hit mine. I dared to move my hands, one of them, tightened our fingers, as my other, ran up from his stomach to his chest. ============== After Fig dies, life had went on for (Y/N), she had NEWTs to pick, social functions to attend, and a work life to comply with. After a unfortunate incident at the Gaunt Manor, and a feud growing between Garreth and Ominis, things picked up drastically. Whilst things with Sebastian weren't getting any better. The Ministry was angry at each of them. Our story begins in the summer, after house Gryffindor have won the house cup. ==PLEASE NOTE== (Y/N) is house Gryffindor Chose the true/ Good ending Didn't send Sebastian to Askaban Cast Imperio on Ominis Chose to learn unforgivables, and allowed Sebastian to cast Crucio on her Has the black onyx hippogriff Caligo Pureblood (Unknowing) Orphaned

"Harry, are you okay? What are you doing in my room?" I asked Harry. I was confused though. Was he sleep walking? "Just to talk" he answered and sat down on the edge if my bed. "Ok what?" I ask kinda irritated that I'm losing sleep. "Has anyone ever touched you before?" he asks me with a serious tone. "Wha- what?" I stutter. "Harry I don't think we should be talking about this, your dating my sister" "Has anyone ever kissed you?" he just goes on. "No" I answer looking down. "Perfect" he answers coming closer to me with a smirk on his face.

draco gives him the faintest of smiles. he rips apart from harry and stares into his eyes. harry's eyes contain the world's amount of love, affection, worry, and hope towards his boyfriend. draco feels that he can go through anything as long as harry's beside him. "i love you." he whispers back, leaning into harry's chest once again. "i love you too. so much." harry responds, lifting the sheets and shifting his body weight to get comfortable. ~~~ DISCLAIMER (yw!!): kissing, smut, and GAY PEOPLE!! 😱😱 this is my first fanfic so thanks for reading😔🥰 love yall, knock yourself out!

I DONT OWN THIS STORY. TO BE ABLE TO READ SOME OF THE CHAPTERS YOU MUST BE A "FAN"! ALL CREDIT GOES TO HANNAH (han-rawr.tumblr.com “I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

Y/N: Your Name L/N: Last Name H/C: Hair Colour E/C: Eye Colour S/C: Skin Colour F/C: Favorite Colour F/F: Favorite Food --------------------------------------------------------------- Y/N L/N is a half-blood wizard (Muggle Father, Witch Mother) who was raised to believe that he was a Muggle due to the Ministry of Magic being fearful of his parantage. His Mother, accused of being a mass murderer and follower of Voldemort was subjected to the dementors kiss. His father, heartbroken, abandoned his only son and committed suicide. The Ministry plans to never tell Y/N that he's a wizard, and keep him in the muggle world forever, living in a Muggle orphanage. However Albus Dumbledore has different ideas. Deliberately defying the Ministry's orders, he gives Y/N his Hogwarts letter in person. Y/N attends his first year of Hogwarts, where he is relentlessly bullied by his classmates. Until he meets Harry Potter and his friends, who accept him for who he is. Now officially a part of the Hogwarts Trio, Y/N embarks on an adventure he'll never forget, and also learns quite a bit about himself. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Book 1 of 7 Hermione x Male Reader Any writing you may recognise belongs to J. K. Rowling. This story is heavily inspired by the great Male Reader Harry Potter fan fictions I've read.