In which Hermione Granger feels ill ill-beyond-the-body ill. So, when a ward opens in the Hospital Wing for those whose minds need it, Hermione finds that she’s not alone.

When Harry Potter is a Legilimens and can hear a familiar voice screaming at one in the morning inside his head, he wants to know why the voice is screaming, and what he can do to make it stop.

Quills stopped scratching. Students spun round to stare. It only became clear to me then I was meant to be dead. And you didn't seem happy that I wasn't.

(the poet is born, not made.) series of harry potter poetry.

draco malfoy has a foolproof plan: tell harry potter he likes him, then use the memory charm so he forgets it ever happened. but when it all goes horribly wrong, harry goes home with a lot more than the weight of the past year on his shoulders.

Suddenly, monochromic things don’t exist — only a kaleidoscope of twilit kisses and jewel-green eyes and sunlit bodies and scarlet ties do. Drarry.

Harry Potter is dead. Draco Malfoy can’t accept that.

Drarry oneshots consisting of mostly fluff and angst. Definitely will be updated far too frequently.

Adelina Blossom was rich. Pure-blooded. Ethereal. Compassionate. Draco Malfoy’s. Also—sub rosa—Harry Potter’s. But then she was dead. Malfoy has questions. So does Harry. It only seems fitting that the arch rivals get a letter from her to come find her, and they have to. After all, there’s nothing worse than unanswered questions.

When a friendship grows between Draco and Harry, Hermione doesn’t mind too much. However, Ron does, and it’s a love potion that makes it that much worse.

Draco is irrevocably infatuated with Harry. But how much is too much?