I had envisioned when I was but a youth how it would feel to be so loved and so cared for by a man. I thought my first ruined that hopeful dream because, as they say, first impressions last a lifetime. But Harry… Harry rekindled that young girl's desire. I could feel the engagement ring upon my finger, and the feeling felt devotedly wonderful. I'm thankful for every day I have with him, my most passionate lover.
Madness is not a state of mind. Madness is a place. What is real? Let us go there, shall we? -- A post-plot AU.
We had pressed them back in the south, the Death Eaters. They retaliated after Harry had killed Voldemort. Unbeknownst to anyone their score, the flood of black cloaks overran the city—cities—in one last effort to instill their power. For they knew they would be sought out, tried, put to death. Their numbers, and with them their strength…
A little something sexy in AU. Vampire lovers rejoice. Intended one-shot; though, left open-ended in case I ever want to revisit.
A war-afflicted Harry Potter is lost after living through the horrors of his youth. He finds leverage with the only person who understands.