"Professor, there's a mermaid in the old prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor." There's something very fishy about Hogwarts University's newest arrival.

Lilith Hawthorne has one rule. Stay away from George Weasley. She's followed it since first year, ever since he humiliated her in front of half the school. So when he suddenly decides he wants to be her friend, she knows something's wrong. What she doesn't know? There's a bet. Now he won't leave her alone, her long-time crush is finally within reach, and somehow she's agreeing to things she definitely shouldn't. Her 6th year was supposed to be simple, calm and collect just like her, but the universe had other plans. But one thing stayed the same, and that was her hatred for George Weasley. Or so she thought... All rights go to JKR excluding my original Ideas and Characters. Also this story very loosely follows the events of the books!

Skye Kington has lived her entire life with her Uncle. She is used to it being just the two of them, and being alone. But before the summer everything changed, now with a new guardian she is finally going to Hogwarts. Everything that she knew is now in the past. Skye is ready to not be alone anymore. But can she change that?

She was Dumbledore's girl, the castle's strange little sun, and Fred Weasley's most unexpected problem. Poesy Dove Blisse was not an easy target. She just looked like one. Away with the fairies, always drifting, always somewhere slightly out of reach - Fred had her filed away before he even learned her name. It was supposed to be simple. It was never simple. She thanked him for a prank. Genuinely. Found something kind in it that he hadn't put there. And Fred, who had never once hesitated in his life, stood completely still and watched her float away and thought - oh no.

"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐨, 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱." "𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧. 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which mike newton's twin sister gets dragged into the world of the supernatural, and the ones that claim to love her do a lot more harm than good. [ TRIGGER WARNINGS for emotional manipulation and heavy mental health issues NOT a why choose poly book for once ]

Stella doesn't mind being stared at. People usually are, once she starts talking to empty spaces or pausing mid-sentence to listen to something no one else can hear. She has always noticed things others miss, quiet footsteps with no bodies, voices that linger after goodbyes, the way certain places feel heavier than they should. Ghosts find her easily. She's learned to be kind about it. When one particularly polite spirit leads her to a hospital in Forks, Stella assumes it's just another small favor for the dead. Instead, she meets Dr. Carlisle Cullen, a man who feels wrong in a way she can't quite explain. Dead yet alive, too calm, too still, yet strangely familiar to the spirits that follow her. As Stella drifts between conversations with the living and the dead, she begins to wonder why ghosts linger around him, why the moon seems brighter around him, and why being different suddenly feels like it might matter. A whimsical, quietly strange Twilight fanfiction about unseen worlds, gentle magic, and finding someone who understands the parts of you no one else notices.

❝ Get on your knees, Red. ❞ Forks, Washington is the kind of place where nothing is supposed to happen. Which is probably why Brooklyn sticks out so much. Bella Swan's cousin-sharp-tongued, sarcastic, always a little too honest for her own good. The kind of person people in Forks are used to seeing but never really figuring out. She's known, she's noticed, she's just... never fully understood. Especially not by the Cullens. Until Bella comes back to town and everything starts to tilt. Because Brooklyn has opinions. Loud ones. Especially about Edward Cullen, who she decides she doesn't like from the very first second-and somehow makes that everyone's problem. Then there's Jasper Hale. He notices her the second she walks into the room. Something about the way she moves, the way she laughs, the way she looks like trouble waiting to happen, it pulls at him. She notices him too. And in three hours, it's not just a look, not just a conversation. She sleeps with him. Because when Brooklyn wants something, she doesn't ask for permission. And Jasper, who's spent decades learning to control everything, suddenly can't control a single thing.

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest. 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 Edward Cullen x F!OC © 2026 𝑤𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠

A Fred Weasley FanFiction Heléna Victoria Granger, Hermione Granger's little sister, gets sorted into Gryffindor with her best friend Ginny Weasley. For Heléna, Fred has always been an impossible love, just a crush for her bestfriend's brother. Everything changes when he really notices her, and she can't escape anymore. ✧˖°. ⋆｡˚ ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, sorry for eventual mistakes. Slow Burn, deals with topics that may offend sensitivity. The story contains explicit scenes. All characters belong to JK. Rowling, except Heléna, who was created by me. All rights reserved.

Two years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the wizarding world is still rebuilding, and so is Draco Malfoy. Once feared as a Death Eater, he now works as an Auror, determined to erase his name from the Ministry's list of war criminals. Redemption is slow, frustrating work. Draco has learned patience, restraint, and the difficult art of controlling his temper... most days. Far from this hidden world lives Mabel Brown, an ordinary Muggle who believes in structure, discipline, and cold, provable facts. A respected lawyer at a prestigious law firm, she has built her reputation on logic and precision. Mabel knows how to read people, how to push the right buttons, and how to win. Magic, myths, and the impossible have no place in her carefully ordered life. Until one accidental night forces their worlds to collide. What begins as a tense and unwelcome encounter soon drags both of them into something far more dangerous than either expected. Strange disappearances, buried secrets, and whispers of forbidden rituals begin to surface. Someone is moving in the shadows, someone who still believes in the Dark Lord's cause. As Draco and Mabel are drawn deeper into the mystery, they are forced to confront not only the truth behind the growing threat, but also the parts of themselves they would rather ignore. Pride, guilt, fear, and the fragile hope of second chances begin to blur the line between ally and stranger. Because some secrets were never meant to be uncovered... And some wars are not as finished as the world wants to believe.