99 Results in the "Harry Potter" fandom
-
Warm honey filled the little kitchen. Mariel perched at the rough pine table, heels hooked on the lowest rung, while her father tore open a fresh loaf. Steam drifted up from the soft center. He nudged a chunk her way, crumbs tumbling onto the worn board. She added a spoonful of honey and let the syrup sink in. Their minds brushed. Still tastes like childhood, she teased, sending the thought across the tiny space. Damien’s eyes crinkled. I keep waiting for you to get tired of it. Never. She took…-
227.3 K • Ongoing
-
-
Green light from the Black Lake filtered through the windows, painting the Slytherin common room in a cold, sickly glow. Draco Malfoy lounged on a leather sofa like a king on his throne, a smug smirk plastered across his pale face. His girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson, draped herself beside him, looking bored but watching everything with sharp, hungry eyes. The portrait hole swung open. Harry Potter stood in the entrance, his eyes immediately locking onto Draco, and the room’s lazy atmosphere snapped tight…-
62.3 K • Ongoing
-
-
Chapter
Chapter 3: A Veela’s Hunger
The morning sunlight bathed the cozy kitchen of Shell Cottage in a warm glow. Fleur Delacour Weasley moved gracefully between the stove and the small wooden table. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the rich aroma of sizzling eggs and buttered toast. She hummed softly under her breath, her movements fluid and elegant even in the simplicity of her routine.Bill sat at the table, his face partially obscured by the Daily Prophet. His hair, once wild and rakish, was now neatly tied back, with faint…-
25.8 K • Completed
-
-
Chapter
Customs Hold
The screen on Harry’s wall flashed a warning red over Brussels. His desk was a disaster zone of scrolls and manifests, all because some idiot fucked up a shipment of darkness powder. The only light came from his desk lamp, throwing a harsh spotlight on Fleur as she bent over the other side of the massive wood surface. “The Brussels portkey logs. Run them against the customs file from today.” “Oui, Monsieur Potter.” Two weeks. That’s how long Fleur Delacour had been his secretary.…-
9.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
Story
Off the Books
Business. Fraud. Chemistry. Harry and Fleur’s professional partnership reaches a boiling point during a fraught mission in Berlin, where unraveling a conspiracy means confronting an inconvenient and undeniable attraction.-
3.4 K • Oct 17, '25
-
6.3 K • Nov 16, '25
-
- Previous 1 … 5 6 7 … 20 Next
