𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝑯𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑭𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 .̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆·̩̩.̩̥·̩̩⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 - 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐚 Marisol Fiore Reyes a human girl walks into Noxmere Academy, and accidentally rewrites fate. She didn't ask to be anyone's salvation. She just wanted to survive the semester. But at Noxmere Academy, nothing is ever simple. Now she's caught in the orbit of six dangerously powerful boys: ⏾Tom & Matheo Riddle ; ancient vampire royalty with fangs, fury, and a darkness that bites back. ⏾Draco Malfoy; dragon-blooded heir with ice in his veins and a legacy soaked in fire. ⏾ Blaise Zabini; seductive, deadly, and tied to a godly Egyptian bloodline. ⏾Theodore Nott; siren-demon hybrid, shadow-born and sinfully captivating. ⏾Lorenzo Berkshire; dreamwalker and rune-caster, golden-eyed and utterly unreadable. They rule the school. They're bonded to each other. And now, they think she might be the seventh piece they've been waiting for. Even if she's only human. Even if she doesn't know what's burning beneath her skin. Even if she has no idea the world she walked into is already bleeding. ❝𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.❞ One girl. Six supernatural royals. Welcome to Noxmere. Nothing will ever be the same.

𝕻𝖗𝖆𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖘 latin (adjective) Forgotten, Neglected. Alternatively means Excel, Surpass. Olivia Black is always forgotten. Forgotten by the muggle world that let her slip through the cracks into the hands of abusive foster parents. Forgotten by Hogwarts who failed to retrieve her at age 11. And forgotten by her father Sirius Black, who abandoned her when her mother died, soothing the guilt by caring for his bespectacled godson. When Olivia is thrust into Hogwarts at 15, she is forced to navigate a world of magic, rival houses and strange customs. When her absent father and possible romance are thrown into the mix, things get even more complicated. Fred Weasley x OC - Voldemort died when attacking the Potters, so they are all alive and Sirius is free - Doesn't follow the same timeline as the books, it's just in the same universe - TW⚠️ - mentions of abusive parents and going hungry (brief) and general mental health issues, strong language, underage drinking Started 24/07/23

Isabella Montgomery was practically an angel walking on earth, both physically and personality-wise. Her wide doe-like eyes, laced with innocence, captivating everyone who spoke to her, her soft pouty lips drawing in men left and right, though none had been able to successfully flirt with her; every comment and compliment going right above her head, as the innocence in her eyes went far deeper than her looks. Lorenzo Berkshire was basically the devil in an expensive suit and a smirk disguised as a charming smile. He was well known at Hogwarts, especially with the girls, for two reasons: he was exceptional in bed, but would never go past that with a girl. After years of sharing classes, Lorenzo finally notices the gorgeous girl when he sees her with his cousin, Draco Malfoy, and takes an interest in her, finding her sheer cluelessness about his flirting even more captivating than the big brown eyes that had originally drawn him in.

A new student at Hogwarts unknowingly becomes part of bet between Draco Malfoy, Lorenzo Berkshire, Blaise Zabini, Mattheo Riddle and Theodore Nott.

Cassiopeia Black should have been a son. She should have listened to her mother. She should have been born with working ears. She should have unlearned her father's rage. She should have been a better daughter. She should have unfisted her hands and set down the broom. She should have been a Black brother, not just their sister. Cassiopeia Black should have been a son. But she wasn't a son, and that's what made Cassiopeia, Cassy. The queen of Slytherin had always been Bellatrix, but everyone knew that Cassy was their golden girl. At the top of their class for three years, she was also their Quidditch captain. Even when she spent her entire fourth year being bullied by her house, that somehow only certified her even more as their golden girl. She belonged to Slytherin. Even when they despised her. Her twin, Regulus, was perfectly comfortable sitting back and watching his classmates treat her like an unreal being, for good and bad. In fact, he and Sirius both had not concerned themselves with Cassy since their 2nd year. They were the Black Brothers, and she was the Black Daughter; the two hadn't intercepted in three years. Cassy was still getting used to that fact, but she didn't have much time to, especially now in her fifth year when her time was being pulled between Quidditch, two certain Hufflpuff boys and her friends scattered between the houses. Cassy liked to pretend she didn't know how Slytherin perceived her; she was slightly disgusted by it - she had fought far too many of them to idolize her. But at the end of the day, the bruises on her knuckles had faded, and her last name had not. Unfortunately for them, she had yet to take anything at Hogwarts seriously. Sirius let out his trauma in late nights. Regulus bit his tongue and let it sit in his throat. Cassy liked to pretend it had never happened while it lingered like an infection in the back of her mind. But the infection was spreading, and Cassy didn't know what she'd do when it consumed her.

ginny convinces her twin sister to finally get out of her shell this year. theodore nott discovers he quite likes this new weasley. social media au theo x weasley!oc

You enjoy your job at the infamous Nyx Lounge on the wizard side of London. It's fun, empowering, flexible, and pays especially well - even more so on the night of the Quidditch World Cup. Fred and George Weasley, the owners of said strip club, made it clear that they only wanted the best of the best on the stage that night. Their mates deserved proper entertainment after such a stressful match, and that's exactly what they would get. With all of their business endeavors growing more and more successful, they had little to do with who was on their payroll these days. It's safe to say they were just as surprised as you were when you stepped into the spotlight; them being your childhood enemies, and you being their very, very favorite victim. ✨18+ Only✨ Slight enemies to lovers trope. Not a slow burn. Almost immediate fluff and smut. Very little angst. NOOOOO TWINCEST.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬; 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲.

"𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗮." 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗜 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗦𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁. "𝗜𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱?" 𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗶𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗼𝗿. "𝗜𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗺𝗲 - 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝘂𝘀. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮."