The Foxy Five, as they were called, or H.E.A.L.D. as they called themselves, were leaders at Hogwarts. It didn't matter if you loved them or hated them. You respected them. This follows 5 best friends- Hestia, Emmeline, Alice, Lily, and Dorcas and the privileges and problems of being Hogwarts most popular girls.

Novel-length WIP Excerpt from chapter one: “Draco,” said Voldemort slowly, as if savoring the taste of the word. “My youngest Death Eater … ah, yet still uninitiated in the fearless acts of Deatheating?”

Hugo held me at his very lanky arms length and gave me a peck on the lips. I wondered fruitlessly whether his heart was threatening to beat right out of his chest and plop on the floor of the rather scummy train station. As he ruffled my hair I knew the answer to that question, and he might as well have been grinding his foot into said heart lying on the ground.

Scarlett is a seventeen year old witch with a few habbits sometimes weird somtimes not.

1: she likes to put meanings and History behind names

2: She likes to go up to a random guy and start kissing him

3: She likes to talk to her self but only in her head

their just little examples of her habbits but theres plenty more to come

 

Maria Carlson was one of Hermione's best muggle friends, but when she meets Draco Malfoy, things start to get tensious between her and the Golden Trio...

Lily Potter never had a boy, instead she had twin girls, Haden and Danni. There’s only one problem Danni thinks she’s a Malfoy!

I I followed Harry the best a half-giant such as me could. I heard his soft footsteps ... thump, thump, thump ... or was that the beating of his heart? Then, a faint whisper, “I am about to die ... Lumos.”
No. Harry couldn’t die. If he went He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and was killed ... everyone would be murdered and destroyed including the new world we are fighting for. Hagrid's view of Harry's 'death'.
(excepting banners ... pleeeeeeasssseeeee ... my banner was beautiful-ish but it didn't work)
PS: I don't own Harry. Wish I did lol.

Hagrid had always wanted his own home for magical creatures. With his best friends help will he finally get his wish?

- A Man Is Only Loyal To What He Deems Worthy-
For Sirius Black, this phrase has meant nothing. As a warrior of Teyrngarwch he has lived surrounded by steadfast loyalty. But on a single night he is shown the true value of this virtue, the passing of Viperean Silver.
For Harry Potter, loyalty is everything, and when his hope for peace is shattered this lone warrior is forced to stand as the Aquila of Valour.
For Hermione Granger, loyalty is to her family, her virtue and her books. But in a land where women shunned, she turns her attention to finding love.

Oh hart, break me away, on his magestic wings, to the land of his love for me. Follow me, Haily Scoo, on my series of adventures, romance, and mystery as I try to solve the case of a vanishing dragon.

Thanks for the beautiful banner Naala! :D
Angelina and George help each other during their grief with old memories, and making new ones.
This story is 3rd Place Winner in Missing Moments Challenge by Akussa! Also in response to both The Killers Lyric Challenge, and the Random Itunes Challenge. *Links with What Means Most*

1985 -- Remus Lupin awakes with the first hangover of his life, and absolutely no idea how he got it, nor where he is, nor whom he's with. Then he remembers, and it all started with the best chile burger in the state, and the worst tequila money can buy. Rated for excessive drinking, implied slash, and a kiss.