[WARNING: Book is not suitable for reading in quiet areas, as the emotions resulted from reading usually end in squealing and/or excessive giggling.] Eva Bishop is just trying to live her life as best as she can in her seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry without any unneeded interruptions. Unfortunately for her, Sirius Black is hell bent on making her life more difficult than she wants it to be. Why, you ask? Open her diary and let her tell you. [slow burn x enemies to lovers]

Shy little Eloise Moreau found herself the proud owner of Ollivanders after his death in the war. Now she's left to cope with the loss of her mentor while attempting to run a business. When Charlie Weasley drops by one day in hopes of buying a new wand, neither of them realize that the meeting would lead to a fast friendship. Even though both Eloise and Charlie are struggling with the loss of loved ones, the pair manages to find comfort in one another. How can a dragonologist from Romania and a quiet wandmaker survive the aftermath of the Second Wizarding War?

Highest rank : #3 in jily #7 in harry-potter #7 in blackinnon #327 in fanfiction "Don't you understand? He loves her." James said, throwing his hands up in frustration. Lily stopped walking, and he stopped a few steps ahead of her. "She knows." Lily said, her head bowed. "She knows that he loves her." He turned around to face her and she looked straight into his eyes, which held a melancholy kind of longing. She knew it was now or never. She couldn't lose him. Not now, not ever. She had promised to herself that she wouldn't let him go. "And she loves him too." There were many reasons why James Potter and Lily Evans fell in love. And Harry was just one of those reasons. No, it was not their son Harry James Potter. It was just Harry. Ever wondered why James and Lily named their son Harry? Maybe, they too, like Harry, decided to name their child after someone. But who was this Harry they named their son after? Read on to find out. Weekly updates.

To Andromeda Black, the world had always made perfect sense. There was us, and there was them. Muggles were hardly more than animals, and mudbloods were like parasites, siphoning off the magic that was rightfully theirs. School opens her eyes to life, and soon she's faced with a difficult choice, torn between two worlds in the midst of war: her family, or her friends and the outside world? *cover by @sarsasstic