He's a Veela, she's his mate. All should go fine, the fairy tale should end well. Except that things are far from that easy. And in hope to win his mate over to him, he must first end the terrible curse that makes a Beast of him...Freely Inspired from "Beauty and the Beast". My submission for Do-Me-Veela fest on LJ.
Part three of the Blackinnon Non-magic AU series. He knows she not happy and he hates himself. Trigger Warning: Character Death/Suicide
The worlds been quiet. Haha, not for long. Cos I'm waiting, I'm watching, and you know that you're next but you can do nothing. Just sit and wait. For fate to take its toll. You don't need to know my name; you don't need to know anything about me. And anyway, even if you want to you can't. I'm nobody and yet...I'm exactly who you know.
Lily Luna Potter was always different to her family, So when she's sorted into Slytherin and befriends the enemy,Will her family approve? Can their family bonds and love pull through? Or will it be House before blood? Follow Lily as she journeys through Hogwarts finding friendship and love,overcoming hurdles both emotional and physical and remember,Always Expect The Unexpected.
Harry is hurt on a mission with the Aurors. How will Ginny and his children react?
Percy Weasley betrayed his family to follow his own ambitions at the Ministry. Even after proven wrong, he did not have the courage to return to them. This is the story of how he found his courage once more.
Remus reflects back on some of the last and most important moments of his life - the ones that taught him what being a good husband and father truly was.
Waking up in the Hospital Wing after a particularly rough transformation, Remus did not expect to find Sirius watching him from the adjacent bed.
Harry defeated Lord Voldemort, but the rest of the world doesn't know that. Now he will have to endure the pain of always being in the shadows of his brother, and never being loved. That's all he wanted. He will soon find out that he is the savior, and he'll have to prove it. But what he doesn't know is that there was always someone that loved him. And that person is in danger.
Tom was perfect. He was the lone brilliant star shining in the night sky, always just out of Merope's reach. On the rare times he had seen her, he had an expression on his face that Merope knew was a mixture of repulsion and pity. To Tom, she was simply the old tramp's daughter. The noble house of Salazar Slytherin and her being pureblood would mean nothing to him...
Scabior promises a change; train ride to Hogwarts
a short part emphasizing his interest in "the Dark Lord" whomever that may be
Voldemort has wont the war and Harry is now his pet but when Salazar see him across the Great Hall at the Dark Lord's feet Harry reminds him of his dead lover.
She has to remember me. She has to. An accident during the War makes Hermione forget Draco, and he struggles to find the ways to help her forget who he was and remember them. Dramione. During and post-War, slightly AU.
A little post war Romione, inspired by the Arctic Monkeys. :)
The moment would've been insignificant had it been anybody else. But through the eyes of Draco Malfoy, it meant everything— to him, it is a beginning. [Post-Hogwarts]
The last day before fifth year begins! Diagon Alley! If I wrote that he or Adarte are in fourth year, I am sorry, it is fifth! Working on more than one story
Still the beginning but it's going somewhere
Next chapter, I'm doing it kinda backwards but I should get the first six out tonight
So this is the story of Scabior from fifth year up to when Bellatrix kills him and the group of snatchers in the Deathly Hallows. Also an other character changes many of the ways he grew up. I am writing this as though he lives with the Malfoys during his school years and his stand in the Dark Lord is building from curiosity to interest. M for safety.
"No," Hermione said sharply, "I doubt I will tell you much of anything again Headmistress."
Their love of Quidditch brought them together. Now it threatens to tear them apart. James is pulling away from his best friend and the rest of his team, but Roxanne Weasley is pretty difficult to get rid of. [James & Roxanne friendship only!] T for language.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: a serious condition that can develop after a person has experienced or witnessed a traumatic or terrifying event in which serious physical harm occurred or was threatened; also known as PTSD, shell shock, or battle fatigue. Or, in terms relating to Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, an unwelcome, forcibly-mutual slice of hell.
Voldemort reigns over in a world caught by lies and deceit, of madness and chaos and where peace is a foreign concept. She looks for solace and the cure. Who would have thought that he would be too? Caught in the eye of the tornado, the two try to break out of their burdens, only to find that perhaps their storms aren't as different as they think. Does not follow the 7th book.
Hermione returns to England after working around the world for the Ministry. She has been running away from her true emotions by distracting herself with her work and avoiding the people she went through the war with. Will she be able to face her demons and find true love along the way?
In Mary's final year of Hogwarts everything seems to be perfect, but Erik Mulciber has other ideas. (This is a sequel to 'Tell Me If It's Love')
Fifteen is too young to be making all of this decisions. But I'm broken. So I'll keep running anyway. Alice Longbottom centric (next generation) ASP/OC
I'd wake up in the middle of the night with the memory of his taunts and I swear I could smell rotting flesh. I didn't want this. I never wanted it. I don't even remember how it began, all I knew was I wanted it to end, because while it may not faze him, it ate away in my mind.
After the War Ron works as a healer at St. Mungo's. His life has become boring ever since the war and he longs for something...but what. One day a familiar face finds his way into Ron's life. Can he forgive and forget? Or will the past decide his future? Rated T just in case :) Possibility of slash, not sure yet.
There used to be three of them. The Evans girls, the neighbours had called them. Petunia was the eldest; too old to be a competitor, and too different from Lily to be anything other than a staunch ally. Lily had been born two years before her. Daisy wondered sometimes if there had been nothing left for her. Lily had somehow taken it all.