„And don’t dally again! Time’s money!”
“Of course,” Aymeric replied smiling and grabbed his bag a little firmer as he left his home. Exited, he walked down the streets of the Foundation. The roads were still empty and a cold wind blew through the street
Once upon a time, when the world had yet not taken its current shape, six mighty peoples reigned over Eos.
In the High Mountains lived the Archaeans, a proud tribe with strong legs and a strong will. Their legs would take them over far distances in no
It was the middle of the night when Dustfinger entered the little house in Capricorn's village. It was familiar to him by now, he had been here many and many times before. It was like home; a twisted, toxic, unhealthy kind of home, but still the only bit
Dramione, EWE, 8 years after the war, Hermione Granger runs into Draco Malfoy – quite literally – in the last place she would have ever expected him: Amsterdam Airport
He wanted to go home. The long forgotten and atrophied muscles screamed when he tried to move the wings more than just to open them or lay them against his back, and even that was painful.
It's been two years since they defeated Sin and Rikku just can't deal with Auron's dissappear.. Will they be together again? Auron x Rikku It's my first story, so please be gentle :)
Hannah lets her hand sink and lowers her gaze. Lockhart reaches for her hand. A hand that's so much smaller than his own. His fingertips trace the most dominant lines inside her palm.
Walking home is not a particular thing, is it? But everytime you do not expect a change, the change happens... and suddenly I see the Doctor in the crowd. In the middle of Berlin, my hometown for over 28 years. How can this be?
If you wanted a song
written about you
You should ask the stars
Cause you broke my voice
when you've gone
Hey
I can't sing you a lullaby
But I can show you
What I dream at night
and for what I wish when I wake
You're not here anymore
But I can't deny
Your impact
He stands behind me as I sit in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee, laying his hands around my shoulders. I close my eyes for a second to enjoy the feeling of his gentle touch. Then his hands wander upwards to my throat and fasten my leather collar around my neck.
Throughout the years Dean direly is in need of someone who helps him raising Sammy right and dealing with his loneliness. This is a story of winning and losing a friend.
Dramione, Muggle Music AU, Do you believe in love at first sight? No? Neither does the famous pianist Draco Malfoy - at least until he finds himself mesmerized by a young woman he doesn't know.
Written for Moonsong78
A/N: Well here is the sequel, I hope you enjoy it.
PRIME EFFECT 2
CHAPTER I
In a large dark room, the only illumination coming from a grouping of orange holographic screens in its center.
A smirk flashed over Otabek's face. He just wanted to check the streaming services for new inspirations to integrate in his upcoming shift in the nightclub that had opened recently, when he saw that Yurio had added again some more music to his playlists.
After Hermione’s mysterious disappearance, the last person who saw her alive is brought for questioning to the Auror’s office: Draco Malfoy.
He is the Auror’s only hope on finding out what happened to her. And what is Pansy Parkinson’s involvement in the
Dramione, EWE, not your usual bookstore-AU
A lot of things changed after the war, but Hermione's dedication to her causes wasn't one of them. When she is dragged into a new antique bookstore, the unexpected happens.
Written for purplehedgehog13
Sometimes bad days can lead to very good things. Hermione and Pansy know better than anybody and are here to tell you their story
A Hermione & Pansy friendship fic, Post-war, no ships
Written for Ladies! It's your time to shine.-competition on animexx,
Dramione, Non-magical AU, Early Roman Republic. Laws are made by men and are as faulty as their creators. While they may pretend they are the gods’ will, you know better. And even if they were right – the gods are as imperfect as we are. So stand up and c
Tired, Yoongi picked the box up and was more than glad that it was the last one he had to take out of the transporter and carry upstairs into their new flat.
Their new flat.
The thought was still a little surreal for him.
Zhalia´s Prov
Burning buildings! Screams! So many screams! And the heat so unbearable! Running but don´t know where to! Crying but don´t know why! And then this eyes! To whom do they belong? Why do I have the feeling I know those pair of eyes?
Third Person
“Zhalia?...
