fred weasley x potter!oc (female) ~ Emilia Potter was never going to have a normal life. With Harry Potter as a brother, the Weasleys as her found family, and Fred and George Weasley as her best friends, nothing in her life was ever going to be straightforward. Something she never (not in a million years) could have predicted was that she would eventually fall in love with her best friend: the infuriating troublemaker that was Fred Weasley. So what happens when a second Wizarding War threatens to tear her life apart once again? And who will be left standing at the end? ~ Golden Trio: Harry, Ron, Hermione Silver Trio: Emilia, Fred, George Bronze Trio: Ginny, Neville, Luna ~ (OCs belong to me, all other characters and general plotline from books and movies belong to JKR. Title inspired by the song of the same name by Lizzie McAlpine.) - {Started: 1st October 2022} {Finished: 27th August 2025} *Complete but will post an epilogue at some point!* Proudly rated #3 for weasleys

Being best friends with Fred Weasley means three things: detention, chaos and zero peace. Florence has survived years of pranks, secret passages and being dragged into trouble she definitely didn't plan. Fred is loud, reckless, impossible to say no to, and somehow he's also her safest place. Then fifth year hits, and everything feels different. Laughs last longer. Glances mean more. And Florence realises the worst possible thing she could ever realise: she's falling for her best friend. A boy who flirts with everyone, fears nothing, and would never, ever feel the same. Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content. "Since when did you get wise?" Fred shrugs. "Watching someone you care about come frighteningly close to not getting back up again tends to rearrange your priorities." I glance back at him then-and something in his expression softens, like he's relieved I'm still here, still talking, still breathing. "And just for the record," he adds, tone easy, almost offhand, though his eyes are anything but, "if a Dementor so much as drifts in your direction again, I'll personally see it launched into the lake." I can't stop the small laugh that escapes me. "You really think you can single-handedly protect me from every dangerous thing in the world?" "I'd bloody well try." I lift my eyes to his, properly this time. It's only then that I realise how close he is-how his whole focus is fixed entirely on me like nothing else in the room matters. And something aches in my chest-sharp and soft all at once. The kind of ache that reminds you you're alive. That you've survived worse. That maybe you're allowed moments like this. Highest Rankings: #1 in fredweasley #5 in fredandgeorge #5 in harrypotterfanfiction #10 in gryffindor All characters belong to J.K. Rowling except for the original ones created by me.

"I've never...ever in my whole fucking life let someone in, but you have managed to infiltrate me in every sense of the word. I hate more than anything that you are my weakness, Rose, but you are and I need you to realize that and admit that I am the same to you before I lose my fucking mind." His eyes squinted with tear of frustration and desperation. Why did I have the urge to wipe them away as one slid down his cheek? (TWs in AN) *DO NOT REPOST OR PRINT WITHOUT PERMISSION* *THE CHARACTERS I OWN ARE ROSE EROS, LEONARDO RILEY, CELIA RILEY, FLORA AND VICTOR EROS! ALL OTHER CHARACTERS BELONG TO JKR!!*

Born and first raised in a home filled with love and laughs, Lyra Eileen Potter came into the world minutes before her twin brother, Harry James Potter. So she was the first to cry and the first to be held - but the fate decided she'd be the one to be taken away first, that night. On October 31st 1981, the night everything changed for Harry - who soon became the Boy Who Lived -, a burst of white lighting carried Lyra out of Voldemort's reach. And while everyone remembered Harry, no one remembered Lyra - the Girl Who Vanished. Years passed, and under the name Selwyn, she grew up surrounded by the cold elegance and silver-lined expectations - a pureblood legacy, distant smiles, and rules stitched into every word. But Lyra learned how to adapt, how to read people, how to keep secrets. At Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat had screamed Slytherin. And although she wore green and silver with quiet pride, she never truly mirrored those beside her: she was too thoughtful to follow blindly, too curious to conform - and too kind, perhaps, for a house known for its ambition and edge. Then her fourth year came and something shifted. Behind everything, a warmth became to bloom. Maybe it was the Twiwizard Tournament. Maybe it was him - the red-haired prankster with too much charm in his grin and too much gentleness in his gaze: George Weasley. Or maybe it was the way she started to really look at Harry Potter - not as the boy who lived, but as someone ho carried the same quiet ache in her chest. Or perhaps it was simply time for the lies to crack, and for the speed in her blood to rise. [gof-dh] [george weasley x fem!oc] [started august 4, 2025]

The daughter of a "killer" falls in love with her childhood best friend, Fred Weasley. Includes- alcohol, sexual content, mentions of eating disorders, violence and some vulgar language

The wizarding lore is clear. Muggle society cannot coexist alongside wizarding society. The unforgivable curses will land you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Slytherin is the evil house. Purebloods are superior and shouldn't be seen with blood traitors, muggleborns or squibs. Oh, and Weasleys and Malfoys definitely don't get along. - Originally posted on Ao3.

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭 doesn't do love. She does sarcasm, independence, and the occasional firewhisky with a cigarette in hand. But when a magical summer getaway puts her annoyingly charming and cocky best friend, Fred Weasley, in dangerously close proximity, sparks fly-and not the kind you can hex away. Lysaria is a hidden island reserved solely for witches and wizards. Completely concealed from Muggles, it's famed for its romance, warmth, and enchantment-quite literally. A paradise known for stirring up magic of all kinds. When the whole gang decides to spend the summer there, they have no idea just how much everything is about to change. Especially Blair and Fred. Welcome to Lysaria - where love, lust, and love sizzle under the sun. ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ "Love is addiction. A drug. Every person needs to feel loved or needs to love something or someone. I never understood the real point of it. I mean, yes it's thrilling and adrenaline and it's fun. But god help those who fall in love." He looked at her for a moment, his look full of sincirety and understanding. "If I wanted to do something thrilling I would go and play russian roulette. Falling in love is dangerous. It breaks you like nothing, manipulates your body into breaking both mentally and physically." ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ WARNING: 18+READERS ONLY! (drug and alcohol mentions, description of heavy sexual content, light bdsm, language, mature subjects) started: April 9th 2025 finished: .... Best Ratings: #1 freddie #5 friendstolovers #2 weasleytwins (out of 1.62k) #1 weasleywizardwheezes #83 friendstolovers #4 jkrowling #77 friendstolovers (out of 1.94k) #2 summer romance (out of 1.73k) #8 fred #1 18andup (out of 2.31k) #24 harrypotterfanfiction (out of 1.72k) #101 ravenclaw

~𝓐𝓶 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷?~ Everyone knows Liliane Potter as the Girl Who Lived, Harry Potter's twin sister, brilliant, flirty, and completely her own storm of chaos. But what they don't know is that she's also been half in love with Fred Weasley since her second year at Hogwarts. But of course she'd never admit it to herself, let alone anyone else. Fred? He's the prank king of Gryffindor, the heartbeat of every joke, and the only boy who can make Liliane want something real. Their friendship has always been a battlefield of teasing glances and unspoken tension but everything starts to shift in their fourth year. Because this year, Cedric Diggory asks Liliane out. And this year, Fred takes Angelina Johnson to the Yule Ball. Between all the Triwizard chaos, stolen glances across common rooms, secrets and things no one's supposed to notice, Liliane finds herself caught between the boy she's dating and the one she always run to. Fred's beginning to realize he might've let the wrong girl go. And Liliane? She's starting to wonder if timing is just another cruel joke the universe plays on her. So this is the story of Liliane Potter. A slow-burn, friends-to-lovers story during Goblet of Fire, where sparks don't just fly they full on explode, hearts ache, and love might finally speak... if someone's brave enough to say it before tragedy strikes first.

Marlene Malfoy is a total contrast to her twin brother Draco, she has her own rebellious streak. She's a pureblood, raised in the same cold, elitist household, expected to uphold the Malfoy name, but she's always seen through the cracks of the death eater ideology, the pressure, the control. While she might be a Slytherin like Draco she has some of that Gryffindor bravery threatening to bubbling up to the surface one might even think Marlene meant to be sorted into Ravenclaw as she's clever enough to play her own game behind her family's back. Being Malfoy is a lot of pressure for anyone but especially when your the oldest (by a few seconds) you have the whole family reputation to uphold but, Will Marlene continue down the path that has been so clearly laid for her by her family or will she crack under the pressure when she realizes there's more than meets the eye in her long term rival Fred Weasley. //The Original characters and storyline are belonging to me, but most of the characters and general storyline belong to Jk Rowling!//