title inspired by the queen song cause it reminds me of ron lol. briar rose is a half blood who's father died at an early age. when she transfers to hogwarts she doesn't expect much of a good year but will be surprised after she crosses paths with a certain red head. I don't own any characters besides briar. started 4/3/21. ended 7/16/21

"I wish that I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat, but really, words simply cannot describe the feelings I feel for you." Eliza Rivers x Cedric Diggory Started - 25/03/21 Ended - N/A ** This fanfiction does contain MATURE content, viewer discretion is advised**

SMUT INVOLVED//HEAVY THEMES Xanthie has encountered many issues in her 18 years of living but in her last 4 years at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardy the hardest of all came in the form of a 6'3, ginger wizard. a story i'm working on mainly for my own enjoyment, but please feel free to come along this little journey with me and see where it takes us ! Some of these situations are inspired by my DR but most is expansions of that ! ps this doesn't follow the original plots of the movies ! (also the ages do go differently in my story so that the plot can work!) x

Will be re-edited eventually!! (The main characters and concept of this story belong to J.K Rowling, this is just my fanfic and I twisted it up and hope you enjoy it.) ⚠️ warning ⚠️ Talks of drugs, sexual acts, and alcohol are involved. This book is based on my shifting journey! Which will be led in a sequel! Genevieve was born a Riddle, stuck in her pureblood ways. First with George then with Fred all over a simple mistake which turned into a massive mistake. A Fred Weasley love story. Note: Not all facts are accurate to the books (mainly the plot). #9 fredxreader

When she turns around, the first step that she takes is right into another body, because, of course it is. She looks up to quickly apologize, more worried about getting to her first meal in time than offending some unknown student but halts in both her movements and her words when she takes in the face in front of her. The soft, handsome, all too familiar face in front of her. "Ev?" he asks, clearly just as bewildered as she is to see her. "Fred," she breathes out in shock, voice barely audible over the overpacked hallway behind them. They just stare at each other for a long moment, each of them looking as if they've just seen a ghost. His jaw is still hanging wide open when he speaks, apparently having found his voice. "You're a witch?" he asks in disbelief. "You're a wizard?" she replies in the same manner. He doesn't answer her, just as she hadn't answered him. It's fairly obvious that neither of them are muggles. "What the hell are you doing here?" he asks. She scoffs and gestures down to her school uniform. "What does it look like?" ~~~~~~~~~ Fred and Evelyn dated over the summer, both of them under the impression that the other was a muggle and would be going to boarding school at the end of the break, leading them to agree to a mutual breakup at the inevitable end of the summer. When they both show up at Hogwarts ready to start a year anew only to see a ghost from their very recent past, things get interesting. Especially when Fred learns that Evelyn has gotten back together with her ex-boyfriend.

"No strings right Lupin?" He mumbled from his place in between her legs. "Yeah, just don't fall in love with me Carrot Crotch." She moaned as he hit just the right spot with his tongue. "Of course not." He licked his lips and reached his hand up to wet his fingers in her mouth, which she quickly complied swirling her tongue around them as they kept eye contact. "Good girl." Rankings #6 in #ronaldweasley 4/16/21 (out of 1,000+ stories) #51 in #Fred 5/30/21 (out of 1,000+ stories) #20 in #mollyweasley 6/12/21 (out of 1,000+ stories) ⚠️ CONTAINS SMUT ⚠️ This is my first experience in writing so bare with me. I do not own the rights to the Harry Potter universe, nor any characters from the universe. I also do NOT support JK or Tomika Voldemort does not exist because he was killed in the first wizarding war. 15+

Two redheads One love In good times and bad In health and sickness At least that's what they thought... a Fred Weasley love (and more) story 02/22 - #1 in fredweasleysmut *** The first few chapters are.. Well.. A bit shitty and short.. But it's getting better and longer.. So I would be more than happy if you'll give it a try *** All rights and characters belong to JKR (even if I don't agree with her). Except the ones I created myself. Mature content!! LGBTQ+

Hii, so this is my first ever fan fic so I will be trying my best to make the plot and story line make sense. This will be an intimate book showing my representation on falling in love with Fredrick Gideon Weasley. This book will have a lot of smut that may be offensive to some readers. I will include trigger warnings at the beginning of each chapter as well as an indication on when something triggering starts and ends, so you may skip it. I really hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as I will writing this. The time frame of this will be during the last year at Hogwarts, there will be no mention of any of the major events that occurred in JK. Rowling's books. Such as Lord Voldemort.

Constance Swallow never wanted to open up. she never will. but as she is forced to attend her final year of Hogwarts upon finding out she is a witch during the war, she finds her boundaries being pushed. especially during Christmas when she meets a certain redhead whose soul is almost as broken as hers. But what measures is she willing to take to push people away? Everyone has their scars. some people just shy them away. (In this Fanfiction Fred Weasley survives the war) Disclaimer: {This story may contain some sensitive content to some people, such as insomnia, depression, alcoholism, drugs, self-harm, and smut. I don't own any of the harry potter characters they are J.K Rowlings I only own my OC and her family. Finished! Currently writing a parallel to Scars so if you want to check it out it's called Bridges!

"Fred Weasley, you're asking me to be your fake girlfriend." "Spot on." He was crazy. His plan was crazy. And yet, I hesitated. Why? I really can't say. Maybe it was the way Fred's eyes glinted in the half-dark of the garden, hinting at possibility and promising me something I didn't quite understand. Maybe I was tired of being careful.