Starry Eyes // Harry Potter
- Leituras 1,266
- Votos 18
- Capítulos 4
Em andamento45m
Última atualização sáb, set 5, 2020
❝Lately, life is becoming a blur.
And I don't know what to do, because every time I try and think about what happened, all I can remember is that there were stars in front of my eyes and I couldn't think straight; it was like walking through the universe, seeing nothing except constellations, and knowing afterwards that they weren't really real.❞
harry potter
chamber of secrets
[was 'Avis'!!!]
disclaimer: this story is a fanfiction, and all rights go to Jk Rowling for the creation of the world, characters and plots of the Harry Potter series. I only own the characters which I have created, and my own plot for my characters.
Todos os Direitos Reservados
#124
chamberofsecrets
Junte-se a maior comunidade de histórias do mundoTenha recomendações personalizadas, guarde as suas histórias favoritas na sua biblioteca e comente e vote para expandir a sua comunidade.
Talvez você também goste
Ten Questions (Harry Potter x Slytherin reader)
"There's not a single witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." That's what Hagrid told him three years ago, the day Harry Potter, the boy who lived, life had turned upside down on his eleventh birthday. Y/n Pucey is no exception to that statement, so how is it that he's caught feelings so quickly for a girl who's no different from her housemates? ... Potter pauses for a moment, staring at me for longer than what's appropriate. His next words are so quiet that I can hardly them myself: "Do you fancy me?" My heart seemingly stops, and suddenly, we both stop moving. My eyes meet his green ones, and I see the same things I always do when I look into them; Him helping me at the Quidditch World Cup, him giving me his coat, him placing his hand on mine; I think back to all those nights in the kitchens, in the potions classroom, in the library. I think back to every word, every secret we had exchanged with one another. We knew everything about each other, yet nothing at the same time, and, at the moment, I realized he was much too close. I wanted to pull away. I should pull away, I think to myself, but... I stay put, frozen in place as I attempt what I think is a smirk. "Never in your wildest dreams," I then answer. And just like that, his lips land on mine.
Evelyn Riddle and the Chamber of Secrets
"Curse you, Dad." After Harry basically murdered a man who had Voldemort on the back of his head, I thought this year couldn't be any crazier. Well, Petrified students and the Heir of Slytherin proved me wrong. After an ordinary Halloween night went terribly wrong, I knew this year wasn't going to be normal. Rumors about the Chamber of Secrets and theories about who was the Heir of Slytherin started to arise, but it seemed that most people were suspecting my best friend, Harry Potter - which meant we only had so long to prove it wasn't him before the school closed down. Illegal potion brewing, a suspicious diary, and spiders hiding a giant secret - you bet this year was insane. [ book two of the riddle's daughter series ]Concluída
Behind Enemy Lines (D.M.)
The space between us disappeared. "Scared of what he'll say?" His hot breath was vexing, in both agony and tone. My eyes narrowed at his assumptions that I cared enough. "Aren't you scared of what I'll do?" My eyes casted down to the wand he didn't see slide up. It was pointed at the firm hand on my throat. "You've always underestimated me, Malfoy." Each word dripped like honey, causing his smirk to twist. A cat and mouse stuck in tormenting circles. His gaze dropped to my lips, a heat igniting in the silence between us. - Where there is smoke: there's fire. The same smokey eyes that watched her too closely all these years. Lillian Petunia Potter, named after her mother, had to fly under the radar and hide in the shadows while her infamous twin brother basked in the hero limelight. She played too close with fire and got herself burned one too many times. Will Malfoy cause her life to go up in flames? Will she freely jump into them if it means risking it all? *** This fan fiction will be loosely following the plot. For the sake of everyone, the plot spans over a couple of year. The first few chapters of the story is story building and to help add slow burn .The majority of the story they will be consenting 17+ year olds. Warning: contains mature scenes, language, violence, smut, etc. ***I do not own any of these characters, all rights go to JK Rowling and her publishing company. I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters/plot. Simply a Malfoy girl.
Muffliato (Draco Malfoy)
His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in dracoConcluída
Beneath the Emerald Veil (Gryffindor X Slytherin)
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• At Hogwarts, where every stone breathes history and every corridor hides secrets, Iris Everly, a bold Gryffindor with a fierce heart and unyielding spirit, believes she knows exactly where the lines between right and wrong are drawn....that the people are either good or bad. That is, until one fateful night shatters her certainty. Her world shatters into unexpected fragments when a chance encounter reveals five Slytherins engaged in forbidden dark arts. In that charged moment, the lines blur. Iris, caught between duty and an irresistible pull of curiosity, opts for silence. Instead of shattering the fragile trust between the houses, she chooses to unravel the hidden layers of these boys...layers that reveal not monsters, but men fighting their own battles with secrets too heavy to bear. As their worlds intertwine, she discovers that even the darkest arts may conceal a spark of humanity...a spark that might just kindle a forbidden, transformative connection. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You know what they say? Every Gryffindor Girl deserves her Slytherin boy. Yes, this is a fanfiction of the Harry Potter books. Not all characters mentioned in this story are a part of the original series. Don't forget to give a like and you're free to comment. And like I always say, your negative comment will not get to me. And...he is always watching you. Be careful. Do not forget to Be Yourself and Love Yourself. Take care, everyone <3 ~ Blue 💙Concluída
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 - 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𖤍
Note : I have changed my username from YoursFerretMalfoy to AMBITIONINK Feedbacks are important, guys!! Please give feedbacks!! ------------- Draco raised an eyebrow, his lip curling into a smirk. "Well, well. Look who decided to grace us with her presence. If it isn't little Miss Sinclair. Do you think your bangs will distract people from the rest of your unfortunate face?" Aria's eyes narrowed, and she shot back without missing a beat. "Funny you mention faces, Malfoy. Yours hasn't improved over the summer. Still looks like a hippogriff sat on it." They stared each other down, the tension palpable as the others exchanged amused glances. There was a begrudging admiration buried beneath the insults, though neither of them would admit it. __________________________________ "You always know exactly how to get to me," she breathed, her voice shaky with desire. Draco chuckled against her neck, his hands sliding up her back as he whispered, "It's not exactly difficult, Aria. You're as stubborn as they come, but you melt the second I touch you." She laughed breathlessly, pulling back slightly to look him in the eye, her own filled with challenge. "Melt? I'd say you're the one who can't resist." __________________________________ An Enemies to Lovers trope, in no Voldemort AU * I do not own harry potter franchise * It is owned by JK Rowling *Smut includedConcluída
Slytherin Tears
From the good to the bad, everyone's favorite Slytherin princess, Rowan Bailey; seems like princess, isn't so innocent after all. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. [Mature Content; Viewer Discretion is Advised; This book is semi-slow burn, but once the mature content appears, it's very frequent.| Lot's of sensitive topics, please be aware.| A.N; I do not own any of these characters or Harry Potter; all credit goes to J.K ROWLING.Concluída
Filthy Little Secret - Draco x reader
It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "McGonagall's class starts in ten minutes, I guess you'll be stuck in here until then", he says smirking. "I can leave at any moment", I say, glaring at him. "And then I'd follow you, and what would people think when they see us leaving a tiny closet like this, together", he whispers and God his voice makes me shiver. "You're such an arrogant git". "And you're a sad nerd". "Stupid sod!" "Pathetic halfblood" "Useless, stuck-up brat!" And then his lips collide with mine, all of the sudden, filled with passion. And I kiss him back. - This was my first HP fanfiction EVER. It's not great, but it's a quick, fun read I guess. If you want something a little more in depth and less ... cringy, I recommend checking out my other works haha All characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. #1 in malfoyxreader #1 in dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Pureblood #1 in PotterConcluída
(DISCONTINUED) The Chosen one Chose Me (Harry Potter x Reader)
Y/n L/n, the pureblood related to none other than Draco Malfoy, but they're complete opposites. She meets the famous Harry Potter, becomes a Gryffindor, and starts to gain feelings for the Chosen One... what she doesn't know, is the Chosen One already chose her from the start. Started: October 24th, 2020 Finished: December 26th, 2020 ⚠️ I do not own most of the plot or characters. All rights belong to J.K Rowling⚠️ 11/24/2020: I changed the cover so it'll fit the story better and not look weird ❤️ 7/24/2021: Editing old chapters and new writing style/plotConcluída
y/n at hogwarts
y/n, a fifth-year student at hogwarts, getting into all sorts of trouble. who knows what might happen to her during her stay? this was written with @langeok. everything is satire. all rights go to their rightful owners, please don't sue us 🙏 the cover is also a big joke. we just won't bother finding/creating a good pictureConcluída
"There's not a single witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." That's what Hagrid told him three years ago, the day Harry Potter, the boy who lived, life had turned upside down on his eleventh birthday. Y/n Pucey is no exception to that statement, so how is it that he's caught feelings so quickly for a girl who's no different from her housemates? ... Potter pauses for a moment, staring at me for longer than what's appropriate. His next words are so quiet that I can hardly them myself: "Do you fancy me?" My heart seemingly stops, and suddenly, we both stop moving. My eyes meet his green ones, and I see the same things I always do when I look into them; Him helping me at the Quidditch World Cup, him giving me his coat, him placing his hand on mine; I think back to all those nights in the kitchens, in the potions classroom, in the library. I think back to every word, every secret we had exchanged with one another. We knew everything about each other, yet nothing at the same time, and, at the moment, I realized he was much too close. I wanted to pull away. I should pull away, I think to myself, but... I stay put, frozen in place as I attempt what I think is a smirk. "Never in your wildest dreams," I then answer. And just like that, his lips land on mine.
Mais detalhesDiretrizes de Conteúdo