Owning a quiet little bookshop in London was supposed to mean stability... not chaos in the shape of a freckled stranger with a mischievous smile. Fred Weasley walks into your shop one afternoon, pretending he's just another curious customer. He lingers in the occult section, asks too many suspiciously specific questions, and somehow turns every conversation into playful banter you can't stop thinking about. What follows is a slow-burn pull you never expected-shared lunches, late-night walks, and touches that feel anything but accidental. The chemistry between you crackles, growing warmer and deeper with every moment you spend together. But Fred is hiding a truth that could change everything. And you only discover it when he uses magic around you by accident. Shaken and confused, you step back... but Fred isn't willing to let you go. What begins as a chase turns into a night of honesty, vulnerability, and the kind of magic that has nothing to do with spells. When he finally reveals his world-and his heart-you find yourself falling for him all over again. In a peaceful, Voldemort-free era, Magical Deceptions is a strangers-to-lovers romance filled with warmth, tension, secret magic, and a love that feels a little too enchanting to be real. 💛

'I didn't know stubbornness was a Gryffindor trait.' 'I didn't know it was a Slytherin one.' Y/n is a Malfoy. A Pureblood. A pretentious, blood-status-loving Slytherin. At least, those are the rumours, but since when has Remus Lupin ever really cared about rumours? Or, in which she fell first, but he fell harder. Remus Lupin x fem!reader, set in 1977-78

𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 Y/n Potter and Regulus Black form an unlikely relationship. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Y/n Potter and Regulus Black hate each other. It's a known fact of all of Hogwarts; one no-one bothers to question, not even the two enemies themselves. So what happens when after being forced to spend time together, Y/n realises Regulus Black isn't as bad as she once thought? Cover by fqirylust Rankings: 1 in #enemiestolovers 5 in #slowburn 1 in #maraudersera 1 in #siriusblack 1 in #marlenemckinnon 11 in #fanfiction 1 in #timothéechalamet

"Promise?" asked Fred "I pinky promise." said Y/n holding out her pinky. He looked at her and chuckled, tilting his head. "Pinky's never lie, Weasley." "Okay, Malfoy." said Fred, his pinky intertwining with Y/n's. He pulled her in by her pinky, pressing his lips against hers. ENEMIES TO LOVERS

Fred Weasley took quite a shine to (y/n) McGonagall, so did his twin brother but not exactly in the same way he did. But when her father escapes Azkaban will he stay as her loyal friend, leave her or become something more? - Set at the start of Prisoner of Azkaban and follows the films and book until the end. (This book will follow some scenes in the films and some in the books because some of the book scenes are too iconic to be left out.)

"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞." You were never meant to fall in love with Oliver Wood. Not when he was your teammate. Not when he was your best friend. And especially not now-when the game you both loved left you behind. After a Quidditch injury forced you off your broom for good, you've spent two years trying to forget what flying felt like. But in your final year at Hogwarts, Oliver isn't making it easy. He's still chasing the Cup. Still impossibly driven. Still looking at you like you're meant to be part of something bigger-his team, his plans... maybe even his heart. You're not playing anymore. But your story with Oliver is far from over. ---------------------------- This is my first ever fanfic so please let me know if there is anything I should change or fix ! FYI ! I had already wrote this in my notes which is the reason most of the parts are posted in the same day 📍FRIENDS TO LOVERS 📍No Smut !! 📍Completed ✔️

You have always been the mind behind the madness, the quiet strategist keeping George and Fred's schemes from spinning completely out of control. You measure, plan, and calculate, while George improvises, laughs, and defies every rule. Together, you are unstoppable... until the world outside Hogwarts pulls you apart. War arrives, uninvited and merciless, leaving laughter silenced and hearts fractured. Distance, grief, and survival threaten to erase everything you once shared... but some sparks refuse to fade.

After the war, George Weasley moves into the small flat above Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes-alone, grieving, and determined to keep the shop running with Ron. What he doesn't expect is his new neighbor across the alley: you, a gifted healer who owns the medical and potion supply shop opposite his window. You knew each other at Hogwarts-barely. You thought he was too loud, too reckless, too Gryffindor. He thought you were too quiet to notice him. Now your bedroom windows face each other... and neither of you ever closes your curtains. It starts with harmless glances. A shirtless George after a shower that makes you choke on your tea. You healing yourself with a soft glow of magic he can't look away from. The tension builds-slow, sweet, unbearable-until one revelation in your shop's back room becomes a desperate first kiss that unravels both of you. He's broken. You're guarded. But between open windows, whispered nights, and shared healing, you might just learn how to save each other. But what happens when something begins brewing again? [ Post Hogwarts Battle | Mature, Smut ]

Y/n was attached to the Weasley Twins hips since day one at Hogwarts. The pure blooded Gryffindor had matched their mischievous nature and love of humour. And while she was close with both boys, she was just naturally much closer to Fred. He was her rock and she was his, along with his twin of course. They balanced each other out. Even in the darkest times they made each other smile. So it wasn't much of a shock when she began to fall for the ginger. The shock was everything else in there story.

Warning: This story contains too many puns. Sorry in advance.