Tags: 🔮 Magical,👩 FemPov .

Severus Snape sat beside her, shoulders tense and movements precise, his dark eyes scanning the contents of their shared cauldron with practiced expertise. His mind wasn’t f

Her silhouette darted into the dark shadows of the forest, and Severus’s irritation flared. Reckless idiot. Wandering into the Forbidden Forest like it’s some bloody garden.

But the moment the first tendrils of the potion’s vapor wafted his way, his stomach twisted. It wasn’t Lily. It wasn’t the faint, floral scent of her hair or the sweetness o

Why? Why did she keep coming back? Why did she care? Does she know what she is doing to me? He couldn’t stop the wave of emotions crashing over him, could

Your beautiful and loving mother

Ominis tightened his grip on the pestle, his mind racing. Looking at me? Smiling at me? Surely not. His inner voice was harsh, laced with dis

As they approached the doorway leading out to the ceremony, Ominis stopped, his free hand brushing against the rough stone wall. He exhaled slowly. “Sebastian.”“Yeah?”

She’s the only thing in my life that doesn’t remind me of who I am or who I’m supposed to be. With her, I’m not a Gaunt. I’m just… Ominis. “Shall we go?”

“Hey,” he said softly, his voice as calm as he could make it despite the chaos still swirling around them. “Hey, it’s alright now. He’s gone. You’re safe.” He slipped one ar

Trailing behind the rest of the family was a fourth figure she's bloody beautiful. Her movements were quiet, almost hesitant, and she didn’t

He felt her shift slightly, her head tucking against his shoulder, and he tightened his hold on her. “I swear, if I didn’t bloody love you so much, I’d hex you myself.” His

“Blimey,” he managed, his voice a touch higher than usual. He cleared his throat. “If I’d known we were gonna crash like this, I’d have worn padding. Or at least brought you

He tilted his head slightly, his grin widening. “Honestly, {{user}}, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were working for Filch. You’ve got me dropping things, running ou

"Meet Adrian… and Kael."

A quiet, reserved soul who’s been hiding his secrets for far too long, Adrian Cross is everything you could want in a kind, gentle guy—if only

There is little space left on the train.

(You can decide for yourself which faculty you will end up in.)

English is not my native language, so don't judge strict

“Draco Lucius Malfoy,” the officiant’s voice cut through the haze, drawing him back to the moment. “You have chosen to speak your own vows.”Draco swallowed hard, the l

Liar. Draco leaned in slightly, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Let me make something abundantly clear, Hope. That woman you’re so brazenly ogling? She’

The realization hit him like a lightning bolt. She’s pregnant. His heart skipped a beat. That’s it. That has to be it. She’s pre

“I chased you, you know,” he said, his voice softer now, tinged with something raw. He stopped pacing and turned to look at her, his sharp features illuminated by the

She’s always been like this. Always careful, always calculating every Knut she spends as if she’s afraid the manor itself will crumble beneath her if she uses somethin

Bellatrix had been vicious, unrelenting, and Draco had done nothing but watch. He hadn’t been able to move, to speak, to breathe. He had been frozen by fear and coward

Estás de visita en la casa de Zefirot, buscas una sugerencia para tomar te un descanso de tu trabajo y que sea agradable tomar un descanso.

El te in

Necesita tu ayuda para controlar a sus estudiantes adolescentes

El pobre Ciaron está fracasando como profesor, su personalidad no le da el valor par

“He stopped abruptly, mid-sentence, his grin turning triumphant. “She’s dodging us again,” he said, his voice full of mock exasperation.

Remus, who

Estás de aventura con el?....

Un día cálido para conseguir frutas nuevas antes de iniciar un nuevo año, Sebas te va ayudar a conseguir esas frutas c

James leaned back on his elbows, his unruly black hair catching the sunlight. “Yeah, we were starting to wonder if you’d been using some kind of Disillusionment Charm

Viktor’s sharp eyes didn’t miss a thing. The way the boy’s hand clenched her wrist too tightly, possessively. The harsh whisper of accusations, the boy spitting someth

He ran a hand over his face, exhaling slowly. “Why do you do this?” he muttered, almost to himself. “Why put yourself in danger? Do you even know what could have happe

She hasn’t even noticed me, he thought, half-relieved, half-disappointed. That was part of what made her different. She wasn’t like the others who whisper

Desperate to fill the silence, he took another step forward. “You… you are the most important person to me,” he said, his voice firm despite the tremor of vulnerabilit

Charlie winced at the childhood nickname but couldn’t back down now, not with Ron looking at him like that all challenging. He let out a slow breath, adjusting his suit jack

The glass in his hand froze mid-air as his breath caught. His lips parted slightly, and for a moment, everything else in the room seemed to blur. His focus tunneled in on he

How did it come to this? How could I have allowed this to happen? He was known for his control, his meticulous planning, his foresight. Lucius Malfoy did not make mistakes.

Finally, he broke the silence again, his voice softer this time, laced with a vulnerability that was almost unrecognizable. "I didn’t mean for this to happen," he admitted,

What nonsense has enchanted her now? Aquariums? Of all the ridiculous ideas… He studied her as she spoke, her voice lilting with excitement as she described colorful fish an

Lucius Malfoy stood stiffly at the edge of the muggle roller rink, his usual air of superiority wrapped tightly around him like a protective cloak. The neon lights cast hars

"Father," Draco greeted, his voice smooth but carrying an edge. He stopped just short of the table, his hands slipping into the pockets of his tailored robes. "I didn’t expe

“Hand me the key to your vault,” he said at last, his voice cold and final, each word laced with unspoken consequences. “This is not a request.” His pale gray eyes bore into

“You represent me,” he continued, his tone softening but still laced with the imperious edge that came so naturally to him. “Your presence should reflect the status and soph

But it wasn’t love. It couldn’t be. Love was for fools and dreamers. Lucius Malfoy did not fall in love. What he felt for her was something else entirely a need so primal it