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Warning: Mild language. You cannot possibly force me to love you. But I can learn myself to love you instead. Regulus Black had probably seen the girl a few times or so. They barely made eye contact — he doesn't even remember if they had spoke a word to each other or not. But there were times, when he had seen the girl in the library, studying by herself and working. There were times when Regulus would see her reading on an isolated bench by herself; not like she seemed to mind. The girl — he believed her name was [Name] [Surname] always liked to be alone. He doesn't know why he's so intrigued by her, she was a mudblood, for Mer

Legolas x reader drabble 02 Natural Love Read description below before reading the story please! you will understand it a bit more~ A butterfly settled itself on your nose, and you sneezed. It flew off, frightened by your sneeze, and you giggled like a child. Your dream was pleasant, a flowering meadow with animals all around, and no men to hurt you. You sat up quickly and looked around. There was one thing missing though. Something damp touched your nose and you sneezed again. You slowly opened your eyes. A warm, wet towel patted your face and you closed your eyes quickly, as not to get water in them. The towel was removed and in it's plac

WARNING: Sexual themes You hummed as you shampooed your hair, enjoying the way the warm water soothed your muscles. You were on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and you had had a particularly tiresome practice earlier that day. You heard some faint noises from outside the curtain, but paid no mind to it, as you assumed it was Katie or Angelina taking their own showers. You felt a rush of cold air, and turned to find yourself looking into a pair of green (mixed with blue) eyes. You yelped quietly and hurriedly attempted to cover yourself up with your hands. George grinned cheekily at you, but his cheeks were slightly red and he hurriedly close

Pandora Hearts ~*~*~*~    You stand indecisively at the French doors of the opera house. Will you find any help here? It would be terrible to ruin a person’s good time by putting your troubles upon them; who would want to be responsible for a young lady who can’t even take care of herself? Still, it would be at least a start if you knew where on the planet you are. With an inkling courage built, you push open one of the doors and immediately are welcomed with the sounds of a vivid orchestra and faint voices, passionate about their entertaining act someplace far from your view. You walk forward on the marble floors towards the