𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 natural enemies find themselves starved for the same thing. The Twilight Saga. Carlisle Cullen / Paul Lahote x oc.

They told her she had to make a choice. So she did. Forbidden Touch. Divine Transgression. - Sent from the Luminescence Chamber and encased in fragile, mortal flesh, Seraph Elodie has one purpose: ensure the survival of the Sacred Five-the chaotic young adults critical to the final defeat of the Dark Lord. To succeed, she must uphold absolute obedience to her Goddess and, above all, avoid the one soul whose darkness is a vital, non-negotiable part of the timeline: Severus Snape. But when duty feels cold and the forbidden shadow holds a strange, magnetic heat, Elodie finds herself drawn into the very current she was warned against. In the gothic gloom of Hogwarts, her celestial purpose begins to fray, proving that the greatest threat to a Seraph's salvation is not death, but the perfect, flawed beauty of human sin. - Suddenly Severus saw an opportunity. He could do to them what they did to him and Lily. He could take James Potter's girl. He could destroy that entire friend group with one final, fatal blow. They took his best friend, his Healer. Why not take their perfect little Angel?

Elisabeth Ashtorn joins Hogwarts as a new professor "Defense against the dark arts", even though she didn't want it. What is waiting to her there?

After the First Wizarding War, many significant lives were lost, and many tears were shed. On a cursed night, Catherine Evans nearly lost her one-year-old daughter, and her nephew, Harry Potter, was left without parents... or so it is said. Then, she decided to flee from the rest of the world and raise her daughter alone, but her plans were thwarted by Albus Dumbledore, who proposed that she come to Hogwarts with the promise that her existence would be kept secret, a proposal she could not refuse. However, as the years passed and Lyra grew, her mother did not expect that it would be her own daughter who would get so close to the cold man who tried for a long time to push her away. Lyra managed to soften his heart and bring out the best in him, making him love again, her mother. What do the two have in common? A name and, perhaps, the same courage. Snape. Cover made by @deathvision66

"You fucking hate him." she snarled to her reflection sternly, "You hate him. You hate him. You hate him." She hated that the more she said it aloud, the more wrong it felt on her lips. _ Deep in the history of the Wizarding World, buried for centuries, there is the story of an ancient connection said to tie the souls, bodies and minds of two people. Nothing like the split of a soul into parts, more of two souls fashioned from the same piece of root magic, like calling to like. One in the same, two sides of the same coin. A fold. Soulties they were called, and those that were bound were known as the Soultied. But they were meant to be only legend, haven't been seen in hundreds of years. So what is to happen when the prophecy of the Chosen Ones is set in motion and two people, born on opposite sides of a war, fated to be enemies discover they are in fact real, and even worse, they are bound together for eternity, mind and body. (Helped edit and feed ideas by the lovely @lilbeanwrites, author of Powerful is Her Name)

Born and first raised in a home filled with love and laughs, Lyra Eileen Potter came into the world minutes before her twin brother, Harry James Potter. So she was the first to cry and the first to be held - but the fate decided she'd be the one to be taken away first, that night. On October 31st 1981, the night everything changed for Harry - who soon became the Boy Who Lived -, a burst of white lighting carried Lyra out of Voldemort's reach. And while everyone remembered Harry, no one remembered Lyra - the Girl Who Vanished. Years passed, and under the name Selwyn, she grew up surrounded by the cold elegance and silver-lined expectations - a pureblood legacy, distant smiles, and rules stitched into every word. But Lyra learned how to adapt, how to read people, how to keep secrets. At Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat had screamed Slytherin. And although she wore green and silver with quiet pride, she never truly mirrored those beside her: she was too thoughtful to follow blindly, too curious to conform - and too kind, perhaps, for a house known for its ambition and edge. Then her fourth year came and something shifted. Behind everything, a warmth became to bloom. Maybe it was the Twiwizard Tournament. Maybe it was him - the red-haired prankster with too much charm in his grin and too much gentleness in his gaze: George Weasley. Or maybe it was the way she started to really look at Harry Potter - not as the boy who lived, but as someone ho carried the same quiet ache in her chest. Or perhaps it was simply time for the lies to crack, and for the speed in her blood to rise. [gof-dh] [george weasley x fem!oc] [started august 4, 2025]

"Though lion and serpent may war, in shadow we are one." ; Will Vivienne and Draco ever lift the curse? or is History truly meant to be repeated? rankings # 2 hogwarts @ 9-20-2025 # 3 jkrowling @ 9-30-2025

Some loves are destiny. Her was disaster-she fell into it twice.

Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him.

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.