MA18+ • 1 Reviews
I kept ten of those photographs. As I glanced at each one, a stab of hurt or fear pierced my heart. Hunted. The word echoed in my head and I knew it was true. We were being hunted.
R15+ • 1 Reviews
Dumbledore announced the Masquerade Ball in October. My first thought was that it would be the night to find whether my sudden attraction to Harry Potter was just lust or something possibly deeper. But I was Pansy-friggin-Parkinson, for crying out loud, I had a reputation to uphold! I could not be in love with Harry Potter.