To say that Oliver Wood had a slight obsession with Quidditch was an understatement. It was borderline unhealthy. He loved the sport, but he hated losing. While he hated losing to any team, there was one team he hated losing to the most. Surprisingly enough, it was the Ravenclaw team. But it wasn't for reasons that many would suspect, it was because of who played on the Ravenclaw team. Melanie Anderson has been playing for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as Chaser since her second year. What started off as friendly competition turned into rivalry as she and Oliver Wood made it their sole mission to have their teams beat each other every year. Oliver wants to win for the sake of winning, but Melanie wants to win just to see the frustrated look on Oliver's face because it's just so damn cute. Plus, who wouldn't want to hear the sexy Scottish voice curse their name?

"It's unnatural. I won't stand for my son tarnishing the family name for some filthy half-blood." I clenched my fists and turned away from him. After the death of her godfather, Sirius Black, Delia Edwards flies back to London and is forced to start over, which is hard enough as it is being that she's a metamorphmagus. With Remus Lupin and Tonks as her guardians, she's sent to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with her new friends she'd met at the Weasley's, including the famous Harry Potter. The one thing she can't wrap her head around is why the most hateful and pompous person at Hogwarts renders her unable to hide her emotions or think rationally. That person, of course, being Draco Malfoy. Editing slightly. Please keep in mind I began writing this about a year and a half ago so my writing style has changed and still is changing as time passes. Comment what you like but rude comments will be responded to. Enjoy xx

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Cassie Jackson is in her sixth year of Hogwarts, and is proud to be a Ravenclaw. Plus, she's in the same year as the famous Harry Potter. But a Slytherin by the name of Draco Malfoy keeps crossing paths with her, whether it be by fate or accident. At first, two people could never hate each other more. But with the threat of Lord Voldemort looming over their heads, unlikely students become closer than ever before. A Draco Malfoy love story. [highest rank: #127 in fanfiction]

"You know," I said with a bit of a smug look as I looked down at the last word to be found in the crossword. "Hope is a four letter word." "So is dead," George answers, a serious look on his face. My smile dropped as he moved the crossword back into the pile of old newspapers. ~ Iris Parkinson is one of the most hopeful girls you will ever meet. Besides having a dead brother, having her sister try to kill her and loving her engaged best friend, she has a good life. Its always look on the bright side for her. There's no looking back into the past, she just looks ahead. So what happens when she finds her complete opposite that used to be exactly like her? George Weasley is alone. Besides having six other siblings and a loving mum and dad, he is alone. They don't understand his pain. No one does. It was his twin, his other half. And he's gone. Cover credit : imminence_

Elinor was left with nothing after the Second Wizarding War. She was just another fighter, another witch, some alumni who battled darkness and won but lost to the glorious shadow of Harry Potter. Not a worthy acknowledgement was left to paint her dull name; not even her dead friends' names. So, she broke her wand in two and vowed to never associate herself with magic again. But Elinor had to learn through George Weasley that you can't run away from who you really are, and George from Elinor to know the true meaning of love and family. SPANISH VERSION BY marchahoran AVAILABLE: https://my.w.tt/7muT0dL60ab george x o.c. <elinor> completed | july 2020 cr: icemacchiato

there is a black cloud that engulfs her, where evil begins. © devilsouIs 2017-18 george weasley x fem!oc. order of the phoenix - deathly hallows ( less of a george fic, more death eater-esque )

"But you're right, I am Fred" "My name's Gaia Eruditus. And no, I was not born with yellow hair" She's nothing special. Okay, maybe being a metamorphmagus counts as special. But other than that, she's just an ordinary young witch. That just so happens to meet a pair of twins and gets caught with the issues of The Boy Who Lived. "Yellow? It means happy"