Polaris Black, second son of Orion and Walburga, stands between two brothers and two destinies. A Slytherin by sorting, a Ravenclaw by mind, he drifts through Hogwarts with lazy smiles and half-lidded eyes-always watching, always thinking three steps ahead. He pretends carelessness, but nothing escapes him. Not whispers in dark corridors. Not the weight of his family name. Not the fragments of futures that come to him in sleep. An inventor at heart, Polaris builds quietly-not for glory, not for power, not even for himself. He creates something delicate and dangerous, a device meant to open a door that does not yet exist. Because somewhere in the future, there will be a boy trapped by his own name. And Polaris intends to set him free.

Althea Cuor and Evan Rosier spend five years ignoring each other-until a petty misunderstanding sparks a full academic war between them. Their rivalry intensifies through sixth year, so much so that McGonagall sends them to Dumbledore, who punish­es them with joint care of Hogwarts' magical creatures. Forced together, their loud bickering turns into a quieter, sharper tension, and something fragile begins to grow between them. But with the war looming, that delicate, unspoken bond may not survive the choices they're destined to make. 2025-202? copyright to whodafukisu EVAN ROSIER X OC

THE ONGOING SEQUEL TO 'BETTER' "𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧." After 25 years, Sebastian Hargreaves rose from death. The world as he had known it had changed, the people he had known had gone and the memories he once held dear to him were sharper than ever. Clearer than ever. He was exhausted, tired, drained, fascinated by the new world but the only thing on his mind was the face of his sister whom he had so selfishly let live without care. Learning of her tragic demise, he sets out on a mission to bring her back to him. He knows its possible because it had happened before. His life before his death had been bad, very bad but his life after death, even with new friends and a purpose for himself, his life was even worse. Golden Trio Era

Cepheus Lestrange - the son of Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange - was born for one purpose: to uphold the Lestrange name and serve the Dark Lord. He grew up in a home devoid of affection, where obedience was expected and love was a weakness. Taught to despise Muggles, mistrust Gryffindors, and honor blood purity above all else, he learned early to hide his doubts behind silence. But behind that silence, Cepheus carries a plan - a desperate escape from the family and destiny that were forced upon him. It's a secret he guards as carefully as his own heartbeat. Yet his world begins to fracture when he meets Hermione Granger - the one Gryffindor unafraid to challenge everything he was taught to believe. Her courage both infuriates and fascinates him, and with every encounter, Cepheus finds himself questioning not only his upbringing... but the very plan that was supposed to set him free.

In "The Arcane Witch", venture into the captivating and mysterious world of Alice Silverscale, a young orphan with untamed magic. Unexpectedly thrust into the wizarding world against her will, she embarks on a thrilling journey of discovery at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Along the way, she unravels hidden mysteries, forges unique bonds, and grapples with her own powerful abilities. - - - "Open," she commanded in Parseltongue. - - - "...the more power you hold, the more difficult it becomes to control it..." - - - - Like a blade, swift and cold, slicing straight down her spine. Her breath caught. Her body locked and heartbeat stopped. Her fingers dug into the fabric of pants as a black void swelled in her vision-and then, clear as crystal, it appeared: a hooded skull, looming above her like a specter torn from the darkest pages of a horror tale. Its dark hollow eyes pierced straight into her viridescent, paralyzed gaze. Blood pooled beneath its feet, and though it didn't move, Alice could feel its presence-massive, ancient, aware. Its gaze was fixed solely on her. She couldn't look away. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't move. - - - - "Easy now, Potter. I come in peace," she teased, her voice light. - - - "You're the only thing... That makes sense to me in this world." - - - Disclaimer: This work of fanfiction is based on the world and characters created by J.K. Rowling in her Harry Potter series. I do not claim ownership of any of the original characters, settings, or concepts. All rights to the original material belong to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment purposes only and is not meant for any commercial use. No copyright infringement is intended, and I am not profiting from this fanfiction in any way

"Some nights I feel so close to figuring it all out, so close to some epiphany that will make all of this suffering make sense..." REWRITE OF ORIGINAL 'GRANGER THINGS' OC INSERT X HERMIONE GRANGER PART I OF SEER SERIES - GOBLET OF FIRE ALL HP RIGHTS TO J.K.ROWLING PUBLISHED : DECEMBER 2024

The sun watched Phoibe Evadine by day but at nightfall the moon learnt all of her secrets. And the one she was so desperate to keep was Regulus Black. Somehow he was the space between her fingers but also the name that fell from her lips in distain, swept away by the wind. She wasn't sure whether love or hate came first and she did not know which would remain in the end.

Carys Lupin has always been different. Different from her brother, sorted into another house as if the castle itself sensed the fault lines early. Different from what her parents hoped for, drawn instead to friends they warned her against and rooms she was never meant to enter. She grew up poor in the hills of Wales, learning early how to make hunger quiet and ambition loud, how to want more without ever being taught how to ask for it. She dreams of greatness, a restless, dangerous sort of wanting. The kind that asks her, again and again, what she is willing to become to survive. In a world obsessed with purity and legacy, Carys exists in the spaces between. Watching. Learning. Choosing. And monsters, she is beginning to understand, are not always the ones with fangs. Evan Rosier and Regulus Black x OC

Time is ruthless. She doesn't like waiting for anybody. And Fate? Sometimes,He is unnecessarily cruel. (Hermione Granger x male Oc)