When an Hufflepuff accidentally gets a harem of yandere's instead of a good grade in her OWL exams. "You are one of a kind, my dearest." -- (Yandere! Hp x reader) Characters are not mine.

"I would destroy myself a thousand times if it meant you'd look at me like you used to." Sebastian Sallow was supposed to be the one person she could trust. He promised her-no dark magic. No crossing lines. He lied. He cast Crucio on her in the depths of the Scriptorium, whispering apologies even as she screamed. Now, in their sixth year, Ila is barely holding herself together. And Sebastian is still there-in the halls, in her dreams, in the spaces between guilt and longing. Some promises poison the mind. Some touches leave marks deeper than curses. She knows better than to want him again. But want was never the problem. (What think should of happened after the scriptorium quest) (mature content 🌶️)

They called him a monster.
And maybe he was. When Briar Williams is taken prisoner by a dark wizard camp deep within the Forbidden Forest, she expects to die at the hands of the one who leads it. But it turns out to be Sebastian Sallow, the boy she once betrayed years ago. Instead, she finds herself caged, watched, and curiously spared. Sebastian is no longer the reckless Slytherin she remembers; he's cruel, calculating, and... oddly collapses at random? But beneath his coldness flickers the same sharp intellect and haunted soul that once fascinated her. As Briar unravels the secrets of how Sebastian never made it to Azkaban, his seemingly random failing health, and the camp's twisted purpose, she begins to question everything she knows about monsters-and the man she's come to fear and pity. Meanwhile, Ominis Gaunt-the Officer of Hogsmeade and Briar's long-time lover who desperately wants to marry her-has been convinced by Poppy to save her. Warning: This is a dark, mature, and mysterious Hogwarts Legacy romance. This story explores trauma, morality, and will feature some explicit scenes of violence.

Sebastian Sallow is a tortured soul with the world on his shoulders whose only mission is to save his sister Anne - at any cost. Atley Barlowe is a budding new witch who also carries the world on her shoulders as she travels the road less traveled to unlock the secrets of her connection to ancient magic. Will the burdens of their lives, minds and souls prove to be too much or can they save each other? Sebastian Sallow x Fem!oc (but please feel free to replace "Atley" with your oc's name and "Barlowe" with your oc's last name in your mind if you'd prefer to read it that way.) Slow burn romance but will slowly become a deep and dark fic filled with heart swelling fluff, chaos, angst, magic, dark magic, romance, friendship, family, twists, turns and all sorts of soul crushing. This will be a LONG fic in order to keep the entirety of the story together - but for new or slow readers - do not worry, chapters are fast paced and kept at a manageable length. Will contain spoilers from the Hogwarts Legacy game. Characters aged up to year seven (18 years old). - *SPOILERS - There will be MANY spoilers for the HL game so read at your own risk ** TW: This story will contain themes of death, struggles in mental health, depression, PTSD, anxiety, violence, a bit of intimacy, terminal illness, blood, alcoholism, injury, self harm, "foul" language - if you are uncomfortable with any of these, please do not read! *** All characters aside from Atley and their likeness are owned, created and trademarked by Warner Bros, Portkey Games, the Wizarding World, etc... all rights to them. Story / original character owned by me. Occasional scenes be taken from the game and use quotes, but my own additions will be added to them. Lastly, thank you for reading and all your support! I don't plan to add many notes of my own but I would LOVE if you would leave your own thoughts, commentary and votes. It's always exciting to feel like I'm reading an annotated book passed around among friends! :)

- "Will you stay?" she mumbled, barely audible. Tom looked down at her, his fingers still running through her hair. "Always." - "You're safe now," he murmured, almost inaudibly."I've got you, Ophelia." She didn't know how long they stayed there - minutes, maybe more - but when her tears finally began to slow, she realized she hadn't felt this kind of stillness in years. And it terrified her. Because it was him. The one she'd feared. The one she'd suspected. But in that moment, he was the one who had come. The only one who saw her fall apart and didn't turn away. - Tom Riddle x Ophelia Parkinson Slytherin x Slytherin - Social media (messeges) 🤷🏻‍♀️don't like it? I'm not forcing you to read it. 🙏If you have issues with this book, please message me on Tik Tok. (nanawriters) 🙏Any photo used in this book is most likely from Pinterest, so if you see yours and want it deleted please message me on Tik Tok. (nanawriters)

𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 : ▬▬▬ ▬▬ ❝ 𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗖 ‧₊˚ ➤ Where the twin of Harry Potter stumbles upon a diary and ends up helping it gather its soul pieces back together. 𝜗ϱ discontinued 𝜗ϱ tom riddle x reader 𝜗ϱ harry potter's sister reader (female) ─ date started ;; [ 02 / 09 / 22 ] ─ date ended ;; [ 01 / 20 / 24 ] ━━━━━━━━━━━ 09/27/22 - #1 in tommarvoloriddle 09/29/22 - #1 in harrypotter 10/02/22 - #1 in horcrux 10/06/22 - #1 in pottertwins 11/18/22 - #1 in xreader

"If he were capable of love, it wouldn't be love at all. It would be ownership. Obsession. Possession." At first glance, Elizabeth Mason is everything Tom Riddle is not-warm-hearted, curious, and full of light. But beneath her gentle smile lies a sharp mind, extraordinary magic, and a dangerous fascination with the quiet, unreadable boy who has occupied her thoughts since their first year at Hogwarts. For years, they've existed in each other's orbit. Friends, rivals, something in between. Now in their sixth year, both Slytherin prefects, the connection between them has become impossible to ignore-magnetic, consuming, and increasingly dangerous. Elizabeth sees glimpses of something dark beneath Tom's perfect composure, but she cannot bring herself to look away. And Tom, despite every instinct telling him not to, finds himself drawn to the one person he cannot fully control. Then there is Abraxas Malfoy. Wealthy, intelligent and far more perceptive than people give him credit for, Abraxas has spent years watching Tom Riddle from the shadows. He knows ambition when he sees it. But he also sees beauty, Elizabeth's beauty that completely consumes him. And as Elizabeth becomes entangled in Tom's world, Abraxas begins to realize that she may be walking toward a darkness she doesn't understand. Caught between Tom's intoxicating pull and Abraxas's pure love, Elizabeth must decide who to trust-before the choice is taken from her entirely. Because Tom Riddle does not love. He covets. And once he decides something belongs to him, he rarely lets it go. A realistic Tom Riddle fanfiction exploring obsession, manipulation, ambition, and the rise of one of the most dangerous wizards in history-with Abraxas Malfoy standing at the center of a battle of the only woman he ever loved. Tom Riddle x OC | Abraxas Malfoy x OC | Slytherin Politics | Slow Burn | Dark Romance | Psychological Drama | 18+

Cover made by @CassieLinn BOOK ONE OF THE DEADLY DUET. If you're here to leave hate comments, don't even bother reading. Check the warnings before you start, this isn't disney. --- Shaped by his past and yearning for completion, Draco Malfoy finds himself entirely consumed by Elena Norman from the moment his greedy eyes fell on her. Years and years pass and everything grows, his obsession festering like a wound inside of him. Nothing can heal him, nothing can save him, except her love. When he creates a plan to finally go after what he wants, obstacles throw themselves on to his path to create a terrifying, bloody mess. What if she has always feared the dark, but fell madly in love with the darkness buried inside of him? And it's just the beginning. ----- 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. IM NOT ROMANTICING THIS BEHAVIOR. (This story is purely about the effects of 'toxic' and 'unhealthy love) All the characters belong to JKR except for Elio Black and Elena Norman.

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"