Amrita is a single mother with a loving four-year-old daughter - Pari. Amrita loves Pari dearly, but the reality of her birth haunts her every single time, and on the first day of Pari's school, that reason shows up, pricking old wounds, and surfacing sunk emotions.
A/N: This Short-Story is Semi-original. The plot and characters are my own, though it has inspiration from several sources, most notable is Real Steal. I wrote this a long time ago, and it was never fully developed, but can still be considered a completed two-shot. It needs minor spell-check but has been combed through otherwise for grammatical errors. Enjoy the dramatic downfall of 'The Ring of Steel.'
Once feared but now a slave. The war against the dark lord was over, most of the death eaters had a life sentence in Azkaban. Now awaiting his trial, Draco Malfoy was now about to have the rest of his live decided it this one moment.Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters. All credit belongs to their original owner/creator, J.K. Rowling. If any of the creators very this book and want it to be taken down, it will be done so in immediate effect.
〝𝐈𝐭ʼ𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮.〞Ellis Grindelwald used to wish she was a Squib, too. Then, perhaps, all she had to do was answer questions about whether she really hailed from a certain village in Switzerland: she did not. Alas, when she was thrusted into the realm of non-magic, she was not welcomed. As much as nobody had the slightest clue about her heritage, none was fooled by her mismatched eyes. One light, one dark: it was the epitome of evil. It did not help that strange things always seemed to happen around her, including a barn owl swooping into her dorm room on her eleventh birthday. She felt like she had waited her entire life for that moment. Her chance to turn her life around had finally come. There was not going to be time for friends, not that she would make any. There was not going to be time for boys; those were a waste. There was only time for study, because a basketful of O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s was her only ticket to leave behind what she had. It was time to reenter the world in which her name heralded wickedness and villainy--it was time to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡.
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A short TsukiHina story. Some smut and maybe some fluff.It's my first time writing a fanfic so don't judge. Btw in this story Tsukishima and Hinata are already dating. Also if you're not a fan of TsikiHina then don't hate. Everyone has their own ships and opinions, so if you don't ship it then just dont read it. Simple as that.
The moment thoughts of war spread to London, y/n's family sent her off to a home in Cairnholm. When she got there she realized it wasn't a normal home but one full of peculiars. She finally felt at home. As the years went on, the bonds between them all grew. Then one faithful day a kid claiming to be the grandson of Abraham Portman's grandson showed up. Slowly, the life they all knew slowly began to collapse apon them.(Based off of the BOOKS)
For the most part, Y/N's life was average. He was nothing spectacular, but he wasn't anything worse. He even manged to convince his childhood friend to share an apartment together. His life was completely normal, until someone unexpected showed up at his door step. Even after they showed up, Y/N tries his best to keep life as normal as ever.
Being the ugly black woman is a poetry book about overcoming past scars that lock you down. It's about embracing yourself as a woman of color and a human being. Realizing yourself as a person of power, confidence and also your weaknesses.finding your own voice even in your own fears.synopsis:Her skin so dark as the ground, we walk uponher hair so wild and strongalmost holding its own personalityHer eyes brown and wide carrying her own curiosity her pride pushed down and trampled on, her smile so bright hiding away a thousand generations of pain and tears and her heart cries a silent songA song of an ugly black woman...