99 Results in the "Harry Potter" fandom
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Harry Potter, known by everyone as the hero who beat Voldemort, felt out of place standing in the fancy front hall of Greengrass Manor. The place was huge and perfect, almost like a museum, and it made him nervous in a way that even dark wizards didn’t. He wasn’t sure if he was being welcomed or judged. Daphne Greengrass, his girlfriend for the past six months, had finally said it was time to meet her family. Their relationship felt safe, but Harry couldn’t help wanting something more. He missed the…-
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Unforgettable Yule (Harry/Fleur)
The Great Hall buzzed with excitement as students moved about, eager for the upcoming Yule Ball. Harry Potter walked the castle corridors with quiet confidence. His broad shoulders and Quidditch-trained body made him stand out without trying. While other boys nervously debated who to ask, Harry wasn't worried. He knew he'd find the right girl. He just hadn’t decided who yet. As he turned a corner near the library, a soft voice caught his attention. Curious, he stepped into the shadows of a nearby…-
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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…
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"You must be Harry." The woman standing in the doorway of the Granger home looked so much like an older version of Hermione that Harry almost did a double take. Same brown eyes, same sharp cheekbones, same clever mouth that looked like it was perpetually on the verge of correcting someone. The key differences were the lines at the corners of her eyes, laugh lines rather than worry lines, and the fact that Jean Granger was, to put it bluntly, stacked. Where Hermione was slim and compact, her mum had the…
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Harry hated Malfoy Manor. The place reeked of old money and older grudges. Walking up that long gravel path felt like swallowing glass, but Kingsley had been clear. The Ministry needed that artifact. The Malfoys had it. Someone had to negotiate. Lucky fucking him. The house elf led him through corridors he remembered from nightmares. Different now, in daylight. No screaming. No Bellatrix. “Mistress will see you in the private study,” the elf squeaked, gesturing to a door Harry had never seen…
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