MANIA

Altalune Moon, Harry thought, not for the first time. Her name sounded better than any language was and silkier on his tongue than rich chocolate. She was perfect. Perfect, with her curly, black hair and grey eyes. Perfect, with her pouty lips and cheeky grin. She was purer than honey.

Harry did everything for her. He held open the door for her, he helped her with her homework, he comforted her when she was upset. He acted like the most perfect gentleman.

But what if I told you that this honeyed persona was just a façade? A cover-up for something much more sinister, much more ominous.

this is a harry james potter x fem reader

this is kinda AU.