laia sorrentino is top of her year. she keeps to herself, does her work, and stays in her lane. at least... that's what everyone thinks. what she doesn't know is that she's become the newest obsession for mattheo riddle and his friends. not because she stands out - but because she doesn't. her silence, her perfect little routine, the way she barely glances at them. it bothered them more than it should. and so a bet is made.

Mattheo gripped her wrists, not to pull her closer, but to hold her at bay. His knuckles were white. "Consider me dead." He whispered, his eyes swimming with a pain so deep it looked like drowning. "Because I would rather you hate me and be alive than love me and be buried. Next year... there is no 'us.'" He let go of her wrists as if her skin had burned him. The silence that followed was heavier than the shouting, the kind of silence that happens right after a fuse has run out, but before the world actually ends. "You're a coward." She whispered, the word hit him harder than the shove did after he had let go of her wrists. Her eyes were burning with unshed tears. "You're so fucking afraid of losing me that you're willing to get yourself killed." Mattheo flinched as if she'd slapped him. For a second, the boy she loved flickered in his eyes, longing, desperate, and terrified. Then, his expression went dead. The shutters came down, leaving him looking like a marble statue of a prince who had already lost his kingdom. "Call me whatever you want." He said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "But stay away from me. If you see me in the corridors, turn around. If I look at you, look away. From this moment on, I don't know you." He turned to leave, his cloak billowing behind him like a funeral shroud. The explosives had gone off, just like they always did between them. But this time, there was no smoke to clear, no thrill in the aftermath. There was only the smell of burnt air and the realization that Parker was standing in the middle of a ruin he had built as an attempt to keep her from harm. Ranking #1 mattheoriddle 24-02-2026 #1 riddle 19-04-2026 #2 slow burn 01-04-2026

Evangeline Lily Potter has spent her whole life being exactly who everyone expects her to be. Harry Potter's twin sister. Top of her year. The girl who always has a sarcastic answer. She's clever enough to outsmart most people, stubborn enough to argue with the rest, and sarcastic enough to pretend none of it bothers her. It does. Especially when everyone insists she's just the other Potter. So when Hogwarts welcomes a new transfer in sixth year, she's fully prepared to hate him. Mattheo Riddle. Son of the Dark Lord. Quiet. Infuriating. Entirely too calm for someone with such an enormous ego. He always has an answer. Usually one she wants to hex him for. If Eva had a Galleon for every time he annoyed her, she'd probably own Hogwarts by Christmas. Their first conversation nearly ends in a duel. The second isn't much better. Then their private Defence lessons begin. Ancient magic starts reacting to them. Every lesson leaves Eva with more questions than answers. And a Professor seems far too interested in her magic, and Mattheo always knows something he shouldn't. He lies too easily. She notices too much. And neither of them can decide which is more irritating. As secrets buried long before they were born begin to surface, Evangeline finds herself chasing a truth that someone is desperate to keep hidden-even if it means trusting the one person she swore she'd never stand beside. Some legacies are inherited. Others are written in blood. "A love story that was never supposed to happen." Ratings: 🥇 - #harrypotteruniverse (29/11/25) 🥇 - #writing (27/05/26) 🥇 - #read (04/07/26) 🥇 - #sarcasm (27/07/26) Nr 2 - #Hogwarts (30/06/26) Nr 3 - #legacy & #legacies (31/05/26) Nr 5 - #MattheoRiddle (30/05/26) Nr 5 - #Dracomalfoy (30/11/25) Nr 6 - #Riddle (29/11/25) Nr 6 - #Hermione (4/01/25) Nr 9 - #powers (02/07/26) Nr 9 - #enemies (03/07/26)

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.

──── VEINS OF MADNESS ❝oh, i believe they're meant to be something, somehow, someday yes, it's clear to me, they're meant to be something, somehow, someday❞ ﹙ harry potter x fem!oc; background couples ﹚ ﹙ golden trio era﹚ ﹙ the goblet of fire - the deathly hallows﹚ ﹙ book one and only ﹚ ﹙ status: ongoing﹚ ©ronaldiary | 2025

"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)

✩*˚ 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓-𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 *˚＊ .・。.・゜✭・ .・✫・゜・。. "I thought you hated me?" "I do." .・。.・゜✭・ .・✫・゜・。. (enemies to lovers)

❝WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL IM GOING TO DATE YOU❞ in which a two enemies agree to fake date one another. [draco malfoy x fem!reader] © 2016 sameezyy

❝There's a darkness on the edge of town...❞ There was a darkness coming. A war to end all wars, an evil that was rising with nothing that could stop it. The Order of the Phoenix was reassembling, and this time, they have a weapon far greater than anything they could've produced; a weapon that would defeat Lord Voldemort. A weapon no one knew about. Her. [ book 1 - completed ] [ order of the phoenix - half-blood prince ] [ harry potter ] [ written by heidi© ]