MORPHEUS

MORPHEUS

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she was stuck, in a place she couldn't remember with a memory she couldn't forget. Be like snow, they told her. Be beautiful - but cold. Cut like ice and move like water. Be ambitious, be notorious, be Slytherin. A (very late) Harry Potter Fanfiction •Not told in chronological order• Right, imma let y'all know from now😭 don't expect anything. I'm publishing different old stories/story ideas that I had in my drafts. I might publish more. I might not, no promises guys🥴 sorry x but I do like this one a lot tho so we'll see as you can see I put a lot of effort into this before not publishing it back in... *squints* 2017
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Blaise and you never had a soft spot for one another but in your sixth year everything suddenly takes a turn. A love story between the hopeless romantic and the black cat. insights: "...Your compliments are anything but ordinary." I couldn't hold my tongue. "You are anything but ordinary." Blaise regards me with a skeptical look. "Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?" "You can choose for yourself," I say, standing up. It's bedtime now and we have to get to our dorms, "but I'd always take it as a good thing," that's the last thing I say, before leaving him at the bench, baffled. Blaise watches me as I make my way downstairs, a hint of confusion on his face. "Of course, leave it open to interpretation..." he mutters under his breath. "What are you really after, Z?" His voice a low rumble in the quiet room. I just softly breathe against his lips, "kiss me." Blaise closes the remaining distance, the moment our lips meet feels as if a hidden tension evaporates. The kiss filled with an unexpected intensity. Rather than pulling apart, we both deepen the connection, kissing each other again and again. Tongues engage in a heated, yet tender dance, expressing unspoken emotions. His hands trace a tantalizing path down my back and along the contours of my curves, a shiver runs through me.... TW: violence, sexuality, strong language, death etc. Every character and storyline/dialogue that is not made-up by me, belongs to JK Rowling/the Harry Potter books

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