This is the story of how Voldemort and the tools he created to defy death were destroyed by Harry Potter and me while sitting in an empty Hogwarts classroom using Harry's idea, my design, and most importantly, our intent. Set during 6th Year.

Harry Potter grew up in the care of his godfather, Sirius Black and his uncle figure, Remus Lupin. Now Harry's Hogwarts years are approaching, with Sirius teaching History Of Magic so he can keep an eye on him. However, danger and secrets lurk everywhere they turn. Will Sirius be able to protect Harry forever? (FOLLOW THIS STORIES TUMBLR ACCOUNT FOR UPDATES AND INFO: dogwerewolfme)

Bellamy and Raven are used to tracking down the worst of the worst when it comes to criminal scum, and they are damn good at their jobs. Neither of them is prepared for Clarke Griffin. Bellarke.

Bellarke story starting from the hug in season 2, differs from there. I suck at blurbs, but please give it a chance!

Poker Night was simple enough. Show up at Clarke's every Thursday night. BYOB, all phones off at the door, don't get in the middle when Mom and Dad start to bicker, never mention Mt. Weather, and for the love of God don't bring any randos. The thing about rules though? People can't help but break them. AKA 5 times someone ruins Poker Night and 1 time all bets were off. (Bellarke)

During the second term of Harry’s sixth year, he ends up saving Daphne Greengrass from a fate worse than death. To repay him, she teaches him Occlumency and they get to know each other well enough to learn that labels are not always useful... HP/DG