In which, Anna Figg is the adopted daughter of Arabella Figg, and her whole life turns when she realises she is a witch and the boy who she spends every minute with, is a wizard. Or in which, Anna Figg falls for the famous wizard that lives across the road. ━━━━━ harry potter x oc poa / dh weazIey © 2022 started ; 5 nov finished ; ??? cover by @luvpotters

𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 Y/n Potter and Regulus Black form an unlikely relationship. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Y/n Potter and Regulus Black hate each other. It's a known fact of all of Hogwarts; one no-one bothers to question, not even the two enemies themselves. So what happens when after being forced to spend time together, Y/n realises Regulus Black isn't as bad as she once thought? Cover by fqirylust Rankings: 1 in #enemiestolovers 5 in #slowburn 1 in #maraudersera 1 in #siriusblack 1 in #marlenemckinnon 11 in #fanfiction 1 in #timothéechalamet

"She was wild and free And the words she spat were like F I R E" [OLIVER WOOD X OC]

first book in the Evelyn Black series • • sequal: BACK TO LOVE [ i promise the second book is better lol ] • slow slow-burn (like years) friends to lovers • • soft burn romance • [ all books listed in prologue via chronological order ] "As adorable as the two of you are," she says softly, "I've hardly seen Ginny since you got back. I think she'd appreciate my company and believe it or not... I love her just as much as I love you." Fred and George look at one another, then to Evelyn. She grabs her bag and starts out the door. She only turns back to blow a kiss. "Goodnight." George and Fred stay staring at the door for another moment. "Fred?" "Yeah?" "She does love us more, yeah?" Fred nods. "Definitely." • • EVELYN WYRE was born to a witch mother who stayed and a wizard father who fled. Practically raised by a second family of mischievous red-haired wizards, Evelyn has a solid grip of her life until a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher rolls into the castle for her 5th year... [ start date: 12/28/20 [ completion date: 5/6/21

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

here's the thing about love and fear - it comes hand in hand with a twisted smirk of crimson. you can run away from it, but you will never escape its grasp... ── salemology / 2020 © ( theo nott x fem! oc ) ( ootp - hp ) ( rewritten verison ) ( book one ) ( bleeding heart series )

"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I spit at him, the anger laced in my voice angered him and I loved it. I watched as he clenched his jaw, staring at me as his eyes darkened; walking up to me, soon towering over me making me realize how small I was under him. "Because," he tilted his head, walking me back up against the stone wall, my back slamming against it, sending a shock down my body. "You're the only girl that doesn't beg on their knees for me," he leaned closer to me, his breath fanning my face, his curly hair brushing against my forehead. Suddenly his hand pounced onto my neck, tightly grabbing it, causing me to let out a loud gasp. I brought both of my hands to cover his, but he was much stronger than me-and watching him watch me struggle, I noticed a wicked grin crawl onto his face. He leaned in closer, his lip brushing against my ear, and I feel him smirk. "And it fucking infuriates me." All Rights Reserved to jegulusarcturus on Wattpad. Copyrighted 2021 best ranks #1 in spice #55 in hp #41 in draco malfoy #38 in harrypotterfanfic

Draco Malfoy was a rude selfcentered neckgrabbing heartbreaker, raised upon wealth and reputation. Alice Thornheart was a strongminded mischievous stubborn young lady, raised upon the same wealth and reputation. Children of the masked men, heirs of the dark kingdom. "Oh my sweet Alice, our world is an empire built upon darkness" "Then let me rebuild it with our love" .... This story is based upon the work of JK Rowling! *Triggerwarning; this story contains alcohol, smut, cursing, violence and other sensitive topics*

"I know you want me Laurier" he whispered, I lifted my head up and glare at him. With every anger I seethed through gritted teeth, "Fuck you Malfoy" "Gladly Ravenclaw" He smirked. ~~ The perfect most clever girl in Harry Potter's year, Diana July Laurier, A Ravenclaw beauty. She found herself falling deeper for the notorious, bad to the bone, prejudiced and lothario Draco Malfoy. She had a crush on him for a quite a long time but it wasn't anything serious, she never intended to grasp or earn the attention of the platinum blonde haired boy, but she did. Who would've thought the Slytherin Prince would be intrigued to get to know a sharp-witted girl, full of ego and has a massive problem of perfectionism. Her slurs were perfectly calculated which pained Draco Malfoyy whenever she insulted him. From enemies to bestfriends and to lovers, this is a story full of 18+ chapters, saddening scenarios and maybe even disturbing plots. This story is vaguely juvenile and inane. Not your ordinary Matured Content. #6- Malfoy #1- sadness #9-dracomalfoy A sharp-witted Ravenclaw and a Cunning ambitious Slytherin, a power duo. What more could be possibly exciting than that? *COMPLETED*

He stared at me for a minute longer, tilting his head to the side as he watched me. For the first time I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to lean in and press his lips against mine, to touch me and completely devour me right here, on this damn desk. I know he was aware I was thinking this - the way he was looking at me with his eyes tracing down at me, he was an excellent legilimens. Love and hate are both rooted in passion, so what's the difference?