Althea Lestrange is the youngest daughter of the infamous and murderous Bellatrix Lestrange, whom she never had the chance to know due to her imprisonment in Azkaban. As a result, she's forced to live her entire life with her aunt Walburga though that doesn't take away from her time at Hogwarts, of course. A Slytherin, naturally, she spends her days balancing boring classes and pranks with her group of friends, earning herself the well-deserved nickname Troublemaker. But does that remind you of someone? Maybe a red-haired boy? Named George? Add in a little family secret and a power to hide, and there you have it!

Persephone Malfoy, sixteen years old, is the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family, and since she was born a girl, she will certainly not be the heir cause everything will go to her younger brother, Draco. Lucius Malfoy has never tolerated his daughter's presence; he cannot stand her, and the only thing she has ever done right in his eyes was being sorted into Slytherin. Narcissa, on the other hand, has always loved her children with all the affection a mother could give, but with her it's different, because her little girl is special. Persephone is a young woman born in darkness and shadow and the shadows, in particular, are her friends. She is destined either to make the Malfoy name unbreakable, the greatest family in the wizarding world, or to destroy it entirely. But many secrets echo through that house, secrets she still knows nothing about. And Fred Weasley will be the greatest secret she must keep, the one that might bring her whole family to ruin.

What if Sirius Black had a daughter after Hogwarts? Maybe one who's a year older than his beloved godson? It's a pity Sirius never got to see her grow up because of his imprisonment in Azkaban-and the little Freya never really had parents to take care of her. Throughout her childhood and most of her teenage years, she lived with Remus, who became a true father figure to her. But what if she were hiding a huge secret? And what if keeping her distance from everyone led her, unintentionally, to meet the son of the Dark Lord? And what would Voldemort's son think of the daughter of the infamous mass murderer Sirius Black? The young man hadn't even noticed her before the start of his sixth year at Hogwarts-but now, something has changed. They have changed.

And Merlin, I loved that about her. Rose didn't need somebody, and maybe that's exactly why I wanted to spend the rest of my life trying to anyway.

It began in their third year - the year the walls of Hogwarts seemed to whisper secrets, and danger felt closer than ever. But for Hermione Granger, the real secret wasn't hidden in the shadows. It was Lyra Malfoy. Known as Draco's sister, but nothing like him, Lyra carries a calm power that silences rooms and a mystery even her closest friends don't dare question. Beneath her quiet defiance and sharp wit lies a truth about her bloodline that could shatter everything - and a heart that betrays her better judgment every time Hermione's near. Hermione knows this connection breaks every rule she's ever followed. Lyra knows it could ruin her if anyone found out. Yet, as each year passes - as house loyalties shift, new professors test them, and war begins to rise - they find themselves drawn together, again and again, like two forces meant to collide. From whispered glances in candlelit halls to choices that could tear them apart, their story is one of secrecy, rebellion, and love that shouldn't exist... but refuses to die. Because some bonds aren't chosen by magic they're forged in defiance of it.

Evangeline Lily Potter has always lived in the light. The perfect student, Gryffindor golden girl, and Harry Potter's twin sister - she knows what it means to be watched, to be expected to shine. Stubborn, clever, and just a little too sarcastic, and with ancient magic burning inside her. Then, in her sixth year, he shows up. Mattheo Riddle. The new Slytherin transfer with dark eyes, a dangerous smirk, and a last name that carries enough weight to crush her. Son of the Dark Lord. The boy everyone whispers about. The boy she swears she can't stand. Both with a Legacy written in blood. When their magic collides, Hogwarts holds its breath. They're also opposites in every way - sunshine and stormcloud, Gryffindor and Slytherin, Potter and Riddle. She's the definition of order, he's the definition of chaos. But when sparks turn into fire, and insults turn into late-night conversations, Evangeline finds herself drawn to the one boy she should hate the most. A boy who might be the only person who truly sees her - not "the Chosen One's twin." It's reckless. It's dangerous. It's forbidden. And it might just ruin them both. "A love story that was never supposed to happen." Ratings: 🥇 - #harrypotteruniverse (29/11/25) 🥇 - #writing (30/11/25) 🥇 - #read (10/01/26) Nr 3 - #Sarcasm (3/12/25) Nr 5 - #Dracomalfoy (30/11/25) Nr 6 - #Riddle (29/11/25) Nr 6 - #Hermione (4/01/25) Nr 9 - #MattheoRiddle (29/11/25) Nr 12 - #enemies (30/11/25) Nr 13 - #legacy & #legacies (25/12/25)

True power is not measured in magic or strength. You are not strong when you defeat lots of other wizards in a duel, but when you go through the fires of hell and find the courage to fight back. Elizabeth and Sirius have lived dozens of lives in one: they were reckless and passionate youths who grew into adults whose shadows hide in the daytime. Sirius Black X Elizabeth Potter

'To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.' [Dursley!OC x Multiple]

Draco- And i understood something fundamental about myself in that heartbeat: whatever I told myself before-whatever excuses i gave about control, distance, or duty-was now meaningless. I could not and would not, allow her to remain just a passing presence in my life.

"HE THOUGHT HE WAS ALONE. BUT IN HIS DARKEST IMAGE, SHE WAS ALREADY THERE." In 1943, Hogwarts receives a transfer student from Koldovstoretz, the oldest and most obscure school of magic in Eastern Europe. Her name is Alevtina Vasiliyevna Koldova ── pure-blood, heir to the founder Vasiliyzia Koldova, and a direct descendant of one of the school's four original houses. Raised under the tutelage of cold and severe parents, Alevtina was shaped to command, not to adapt. Trained in ancient rituals and raw magic, based on blood, silence, and control, she had already reached a quiet position of power within Koldovstoretz, manipulating groups of students, building alliances, creating influence. But Russia was too small. And now, her eyes are set on the West. Alevtina transfers to Hogwarts with a single purpose: to expand. She didn't come to learn. She came to observe, conquer, and dominate ── slowly, like one who poisons a well. It is there that she meets Tom Marvolo Riddle. Another prodigy, an orphan, another threat. The two share the same vision of the future. A new wizarding world, built on pure blood and absolute control. But there is only room for one at the top. Between rivalry, tense silences, veiled control, and strategic distrust, an inevitable tension arises. Enemies to something else. Perhaps power. Perhaps ruin. Perhaps both.