"Her terrible timing resulted in the perfect image: Fred standing there wet. His hair was soaking, and the small drops of water rolled down his cheek and onto his stomach. Amelia's eyes followed the droplet and set her eyes on his lean abs. Those four years off quidditch really paid off. A red Gryffindor towel hung dangerously loose from his v-line. The dull light did him no justice, but just enough sun crept into the room to put his perfect body on show. He looked godly." + It's Amelia Whisp's fifth year at Hogwarts where she finds herself spending more time with her close childhood friend, Fred Weasley. One thing leads to another and Amelia finds herself getting close to Fred in more ways than one. + The only thing I've changed in the books is that you go to Hogwarts when you are twelve. Which means the twins will be sixteen. + #1 in romance - 19/12/20 #1 in fredweasleyfanfiction - 31/03/21 #1 in theweasleytwins - 25/08/21 #9 in mature - 19/12/20 #1 in theweasleys - 7/1/21 #1 in Hogwarts - 7/3/21 #2 in theweasleytwins 7/7/21 #1 in Harrypotterandthegobletoffire 21/7/21

13 years after the war, Harry found himself very happy. He was engaged to Ginny and watched over his godson Teddy. What happens after a relationship breaking secret gets out leaving Harry and Teddy homeless? Read to Find Out ;) Disclaimer- I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the lovely lady, J.K Rowling. Cover is from google images but I edited on an app :D

fred was just that prankster, your normal everyday prankster. nobody would guess the crazy amount of secrets he holds harry, was well, a troubled neko. having cat ears and a tail everyday wasnt fun, people would pull, flick, make fun of them leaving harry feeling horrible there is cussing, mentioning of sex and other such things in this book so read at your own risk ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO JKR ONLY THE STORY LINE IS MINE

"You were my miracle, and you saved me in every way imaginable." In which a hatred turns to a friendship, and a friendship becomes something more. ** this fic is completely unedited, rushed, and truly not thought though and slightly embarrassing but for some reason is getting a lot of reads

Harry feels like he is being torn apart, he can't take it anymore... he gets abused by is uncle and everyone is oblivious.. It's the 4th year and he hates everyday of it... he just wants someone to notice and help him... until someone does.. (Warning: Abuse, Profanity, Depressed stuff)

❝ You were the nicotine I never knew I needed. ❞ ♛ Athea's nipples rubbed against the fabric of her lace bra, the cups fitting her round breasts. They were pressed harshly against the wooden planks of the floor. "Get up." Was all she heard before abruptly standing up and meeting her figure with Draco's. His hands ruthlessly glided with the velvet fabric of her dress, lifting it up for his left hand to invade the porcelain skin of her ass. The girl's moans were muffled by Draco's mouth. His lips were soft but slightly chapped, the harsh skin rubbing against Athea's soft ones. His sharp knife glided against her curves, then proceeded to lift the bottom of her dress up; the smooth fabric was soothing on her skin-she savored it, knowing that soon it won't be as soothed. One of Draco's hands was kneading the flesh on her ass while his other, held the knife; which was now circling around the vulnerable skin he was playing with. The cold metal sent shivers up her spine, which she was sure that the blonde could feel. "You don't get to speak if not spoken to, especially not with that tone." The blonde pulled away, leaving an unguarded Athea eagerly waiting for his next step. His hand took place on her neck, sturdily. ♛ 𝔐𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔰, 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫. 𝔖𝔪𝔲𝔱/𝔅𝔇𝔖𝔐 𝔒𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔟𝔶 𝔍.𝔎 ℜ𝔬𝔴𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤