Cedric Diggory lost his life. And Emalin lost her beloved brother. Over one year after the tragedy at the Triwizard Tournament, Emalin returns to Hogwarts, joining her sixth year. As if her loss weren't enough, she finds herself the subject of whispers throughout the castle. What does school life looks after grief? And why does Mattheo Riddle seem to intend on becoming part of hers? ____________________ DISCLAIMER: - English is not my first language. - I'm a Potterhead since being a kid. - I'm new into the Mattheo Riddle universe. - I know some characters are not part of the original Harry Potter world and made up by fans through fanfictions. - At some parts I orientate at other fanfictions when it comes to character designs (for example: Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, etc.), but some parts will be definitely different. Also some characteristics or family related things. - I write out of fun. If someone doesn't like what I write, just scroll past the story and stay polite! - I'm happy about annotations or new ideas, but won't promise to change things how you want them to be. In the end it's my story and my Mattheo Riddle world. Enjoy it and leave a comment or like if you want! :)

Emerson Wilmore was an exemplary Ravenclaw student, known for her unwavering dedication to academics and an unyielding moral compass. However, things took a twisted and deviated turn in her life after her boyfriend, Cedric Diggory, was murdered by Lord Voldemort during the Triwizard Tournament. Now, in her Fifth-Year at Hogwarts, she is trying to navigate through her overwhelming and mind-numbing grief. Unexpectedly for Emerson, she finds herself caught in an unwanted storm of chaos that is brought by Mattheo Riddle, the Slytherin son of the man who destroyed her entire world. With his rebellious yet enigmatic, bad-boy attitude, Mattheo is everything that Emerson despises. For Mattheo however, he cannot help but be drawn to the perfect and unblemished Ravenclaw. Despite her palpable disdain for Mattheo, an unusual interest flickers. As he tries to unravel the mystery of the girl in any shape or form he can attempt, their hostile exchanges finally burn into a magnetic connection. Amid their blinding animosity towards each other, the two slowly start to discover that the line between love and hate is precariously thin, a line that they both find terrifying to cross. #1 slowburn #2 enemies to lovers #4 Mattheoriddle #2 harrypotter

- When the Pogues suggests using Briar to get information out of Rafe, it sounds simple enough. Pretend to care, get close, find out what he knows. Easy. Except Rafe isn't what the Pogues described as a crazy killer. Beneath the anger and the psychotic mess, there's something human there, something soft. Something broken that she can't help but want to mend. - After two years away, Brielle Logan Langley thought she'd left her non-biological family in Outer Banks behind. But when she moves back, nothing is the same. Rafe Cameron is a murderer, John B gets thrown into jail, and now they're on a new quest to find the cross of Santo Domingo. Through the journey Briar's caught between loyalty and the one person she swore she'd never fall for again. But she can't help the undeniable pull between them. She doesn't want to admit it, but her heart aches for Rafe Cameron. Set in Outer Banks, following the plot from s2-s3 tropes: - forced proximity - betrayal - angry love confession - one bed - mean to everyone but her - lovers, to enimies, to lovers - cleaning wounds !Read intro for disclaimers!

**Zusammenfassung:** In den düsteren Gängen von Hogwarts schmiedet die junge Protagonistin zusammen mit ihrem Bruder Mattheo einen riskanten Plan, um in die Fußstapfen ihres gefürchteten Vaters, Lord Voldemort, zu treten. Ihr ursprüngliches Ziel ist klar: Theodore soll nur ein Werkzeug auf ihrem Weg zur Macht sein. Doch als Theodore plötzlich seine tiefsten Gefühle offenbart und ihr gesteht: „Ich liebe dich," wird ihre Welt auf den Kopf gestellt. Die Enthüllung seiner Gefühle trifft sie wie ein Schlag, besonders als sich ihre anfängliche Ablehnung in eine leidenschaftliche Beziehung verwandelt. Der Kuss zwischen ihnen ist explosiv und voller verbotener Intensität, und sie findet sich in einem Strudel aus Verlangen und innerem Konflikt wieder. „Ich werde diesen Plan ausführen, egal was passiert. Theodore ist mir egal," sagt sie entschlossen, während ihre Gefühle für ihn immer stärker werden. Doch die Realität holt sie schnell ein. Als sie erkennt, dass ihre Entscheidungen schwerwiegende Folgen haben könnten, gesteht sie nach einer gemeinsamen Nacht mit Theodore: „Es war ein Fehler, den ich gemacht habe, und ich werde ihn nicht ein zweites Mal begehen." Ihre Reise wird von aufregenden und dramatischen Momenten geprägt, während sie zwischen Machtstreben und aufrichtigem Verlangen hin- und hergerissen ist. Ihre Geschichte ist ein faszinierender Mix aus Geheimnissen, gefährlicher Leidenschaft und der ständigen Frage, wie viel sie bereit ist, für ihre Ambitionen und ihre Gefühle zu opfern.

She's the untouchable Gryffindor Chaser, known for her skill on the Quidditch field and her sharp, no-nonsense attitude. He's the Slytherin Chaser with a reputation as smooth as his moves, and a secret admiration for her that no one-especially her-has ever noticed. From their very first match, the tension between them is undeniable. Despite their fierce competition and the deep divide between their houses, something sparks between them every time their paths cross, both on and off the field. He watches her with quiet admiration, intrigued by her strength and defiance. She can't help but feel drawn to the mysterious Slytherin, though she can't let herself acknowledge it-especially not with everything they stand for. In a world where their rivalry is everything, will they ever be able to cross the line between competition and something more? Or are the rules of their houses-and their hearts-too strong to break?

Aurora the sleeping beauty, damned to a boundless doze. Only true loves kiss had the power to haul her from sleeps unfathoming depths. Aurora Flores hates her name, it reminds her of the frail princess, it reminds her of the parallels. Maybe the witch and cursed princess aren't so different. Aurora the forged beauty, damned to a counterfeit personality. Only a sharp rebuke from her true love had the power to haul her from her family renounced duty, destined to tire her soul to please others. She was raised to be the definition of perfection. She was raised to satisfy and create rapture for others. So he taught her a valuable lesson. It's okay to be selfish. | WARNING : CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT | |Theodore Nott x OC | |Universe : Harry Potter|

- "think i like you best when you're dressed in black from head to toe. think i like you best when you're just with me and no one else." - cigarettes after sex, k. pureblood slytherin, florence mortimer, started her sixth year at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. she thought she knew everyone in her year, and she dreaded the next two to come, only to realise there was one more person she had never really noticed. theodore nott rhymed with florence mortimer. his dark past and future awaiting was yet but soon to impact on his private life, wether he wanted it to or not. this left him battling with his love and prophecy. - theodore nott x fem oc sixth year - hbp warnings: smoking, alcohol, hella smut, violence, mental health issues, death (canon) started: may 2022 - finished: august 21st 2023

and all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for theodore nott x fem oc social media x real life lowercase intended started: 3.25.23 finished: 6.1.23

„𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." I was always Harry Potter's shadow. The extra kid. The freak. The mistake they never talked about. He got the scar, I got the silence. He tried to protect me, but even my Brother couldn't fight whispers and stares. So I learned to fight back. To stand alone. Long before the ring burned itself into my skin. Long before the chamber showed me things I was never meant to see. Visions. Bloodlines. Names erased on purpose. Allies hiding where light doesn't reach. But maybe it took him, to really show me that I'm not weak. Mattheo Riddle. Voldemort's son. Cold eyes, cold heart. A killer before breakfast if he feels like it. They say his bloodline's cursed. Forbidden, doomed to rot itself out. Maybe that curse is a myth. Maybe it's the way the ring reacts when he's near. Maybe it's me for wanting him anyway. He's the monster in every bedtime story. But he belongs to me. ------ Hey everyone 🤍 Thank you so, so much for taking the time to read my story. It honestly means more to me than I can put into words. I'd really love to hear what you think, whether it's thoughts, feelings, theories, or just a quick comment. Knowing how the story makes you feel keeps me going. If you feel like voting, that would mean a lot too and helps the story reach more readers. Sending you all so much love, and thank you for being here ୨ৎ #𝟏 mattheoriddle - 𝟶𝟹/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼

„𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦." ❦𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔐𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔬 ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫❦