(COMPLETED) Death has coveted Eleanor Potter since that fretful night in 1981 when she somehow, someway managed to escape its grasps. Eleanor can feel Death's gaze upon her, stalking her, inviting her to an early grave. She cannot hide from death forever, and she knows it. Fred Weasley is life. He is a breath of fresh air on a spring day, the feeling of a warm hearth on a cold night, of hand-knit, made with love oversize sweaters. He is cinnamon, sparks, and fireworks - explosive, sometimes startling, but full of emotion. Emotion that Eleanor Potter craved more than anything in the world. You see, the problem with entities of death is that they can be quite greedy. As Eleanor already knows, death desires more than just what it's owed. Eleanor Potter will do whatever it takes to keep those she loves safe, especially the lives of her best friends. Especially one best friend in particular, of whom she's head over heels in love with, whether she wants to admit it to him or not. There's only one problem: Eleanor Potter did something bad. Very bad. It had cost her everything but was it worth it? And would she ever be forgiven? Essentially this fic will follow Fred + George's year through their final years at Hogwarts* #1 in siriusblack 7/22/2025 #1 in angelinajohnson 1/26/2022 #1 in fredweasleyxoc 8/23/2022 #1 in fredweasley 3/5/2023 #1 in graham 12/27/22 #3 in aliciaspinnet 11/11/21 #4 in weasleyfamily 11/11/21

WARNING: UNDER REWRITING AND HEAVY EDITING Read at your own risk! Life started off complicated for young Eleanor Ross after being born to a muggle mother while showing her magical capabilities at an early age. Growing up in a household where her mother fears her, Eleanor mostly finds herself isolated from the outside world as her mother intends on keeping Eleanor's abilities a secret. However, Eleanor finds relief after she turns eleven years old when a letter arrives in the post and a woman comes knocking on her door to reveal that Eleanor is a witch. While things do not necessarily become easier for the mother and daughter, Eleanor finally finds a place where she can fit in at none other than Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A few years later, Eleanor is caught up the middle of the pranking chaos that is brought on by none other than Fred and George Weasley. No student or professor is deemed safe as the twins have dedicated their fifth year to pranking everyone in the castle. So far, it's been a piece of cake until they attempt to prank Eleanor, the unsuspecting Hufflepuff. At first, they are convinced that it was a simple miscalculation but as the prank, after prank fails, something is up. Fred finds his curiosity piqued when he witnesses one of the pranks literally bounce off the girl and becomes more than determined to figure out how Eleanor is dodging their mischievous ways. He wants to figure out her ways, but he and George have to get out of detention first. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔

Draco's gaze was intense, almost piercing, as he looked at her. "I'm saying I don't want to pretend anymore. I don't want to act like this is just some... obligation. Like you're just some duty I have to fulfill for my family. You're not. You haven't been for a long time." - Highest ranks #1 - TheoNott #1 - DarkMagic #1 -DracomalfoyxOC #1 - Softdraco #2 - DracoMalfoy #2 - Bloodmagic #7 - Hpfanfic #11 - Voldemortsdaughter #13 - Riddle !Contains mature content! strong language, sexual relationships, death, drinking, use of substances, self harm, graphic depictions of violence

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 When Dustin was eleven years old his sister walked out on him, stealing his dad with her. Lost childhoods and neglect littered his life like the bottles of wine his mother spilt with her depression, divorce and general lack of interest. No one really knows Rory Henderson but no one really likes her very much either. The bitch who left Dustin on his own, the slut who allegedly slept with half the school. She became a memory, half a dream until suddenly in 1985 she came back. Why? Problem is no one knows. Dustin Henderson hates his sister more than he hates anyone in the world. She ruined everything, she took his childhood, she changed his life and forced him to grow up years too fast. Everyone should hate Dustin's sister but for some unexplainable reason, Steve Harrington does not.

"Your dad gave you this?" I nodded, still not looking at the necklace. "Your dad did that to your neck." He stated, matter of factly. "Nod. Yes or No. Because this fucking chain is bruised into your skin." ◌ It had always been hard at home, away from her friends and walking on eggshells around her abusive father. Hogwarts was the perfect escape for Cassidy. When her brother doesn't make it through the summer at home and Cassidy is forced to return to Hogwarts without him, she grows closer with her friends, close enough that they might discover her biggest secret. Close enough that one of them might save her from it. PoA-DH Characters and storyline belong to J.K. Rowling, only original characters are my own. xoxo Best Rankings: 1st in #HarryPotter 1st in #FredWeasley 1st in #Fred 1st in #Freddie 1st in #Weasley 1st in #FredandGeorge 1st in #WeasleyTwins 1st in #Hufflepuff 1st in #Trauma 1st in #PrisonerofAzkaban 1st in #GobletofFire 1st in #Soulmates 1st in #Lupin 1st in #Moony 1st in #Padfoot 2nd in #GoldenTrio 2nd in #GeorgeWeasley

Nobody was necessarily destined for evil. In young Albus Dumbledore's eyes, evil was but a label for a past of mistreatment and a future of poor decisions. But when he set his gaze on Tom Marvolo Riddle, he could've sworn something sinister lurked behind his ice blue eyes. It shifted into a darkness he had never encountered before. Dumbledore was rightfully cautious when approaching another girl from Wool's Orphanage. He swore to himself he wouldn't make the same mistake twice, but he later found out he needn't be worried at all. Unfortunately, he took a long time to realize this. Longer than he would care to admit. Lucille was brought to Wool's Orphanage with no last name, and that wasn't even the strangest part about her. She seemed to know things that nobody had told her, and she'd send a grown wizard fleeing in the opposite direction with an arch of her eyebrow. There was a similar power beyond her eyes, and it took a long time for people to understand whether it was light or dark. Her tale was one no other's could compare to. Not even the bravest of Gryffindors would hope to venture down the path of a twisted, little, huffily puffily girl. [Started Feb, 2017] ***for any new readers, I'm warning you now if you wanna read through for the first time without spoilers, stay out of the comments. Especially during year two which has a mystery element! You've been warned!***

❝𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉...❞ ❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉❞ Mikazuki looked up one last time, her golden eyes colliding with a similar pair of ocean blues. But whatever warmth she had been expecting from him evaporated in that single instant, their gazes colliding for less than a second. And then, for the first time ever, Gojo Satoru looked away. Her fiancée, the man she was supposed to marry, her equal... Simply, looked away. "I hereby sentence you to be banished and stripped from your powers" - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬 ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ - 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘:- ❛ 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚? ❜ (𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚...?) 𝙑𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨!𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙆𝙉𝙔!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ❝𝙁𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣,❞ →ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ. ┏━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━┓ 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙- 04.29.2024 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙- . . . ┗━━━━━༻❁༺━━━┛

Maeve, was a quite unique girl. Whoever witnessed her smile or laugh was instantly intoxicated by her presence, and thats what happened to a particular twin who's eyes had been roaming the Great Hall when he laid his sight on a particular Hufflepuff. She grew up learning from a young age that she was a witch. Her parents surrounded her with magic and Magical Creatures. Her grandfather left her dad his studies and animals. Her first pet was a Puffskein, not your average household pet for most, but for her it was just perfect. Except when it stuck its tongue up her nose when she was napping. But none the less, she grew up happy and surrounded with love and magic. She knows that her last name is kind of out there, people stop her parents all the time saying that they respected her grandfather and his findings. She's read his book a bunch of times, but she didn't understand why he was so popular. He was just her nutty gramps who loved the magical beast. But I guess, because he showed the world the amazing finds we have in our world living with us, she could admit he was pretty cool. She just hoped that she could change the Wizarding World with just as much love for the history of her world and who was in it. *chapters that are revised are only labeled the number, non-revised chapters still have chapter in front of the number** Besides Maeve, all characters and the basic story line belong to JK Rowling started Sept.. 27 2020 - finished Oct. 27, 2020 editing- March 2021

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎ "Faye it is time for your suffering to come to an end" ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎ Faye Harper lost herself. That's what people said. For being the cheer captain, class favourite and prom queen she really disappeared after graduation. So much potential, wasted. That's what they all said. Truthfully, Faye's life had been a lie. She'd worked her way to the top, a game of survival. It wasn't who she wanted to be, it wasn't who she believed she was. Her life was anything but perfect. After her father left her older brother Robert thought it his duty to run the house. His anger and spite left Faye hiding in her room, patterned in bruises. Faye's uncle was her only hope, the way out of the house that had become hell for her. She thought the job would be a temporary solution. Sat behind a bar serving drunks and shunting away those thinking their faces don't scream of youth. Yet it wasn't the time away from her family or the distraction from the chaos that made her new occupation all the more interesting. In fact her shining optimism came in the form of the pubs live music. A band, a rock band. With a guitarist who seemed determined to solve the mystery of what happened to the notorious Faye Harper. ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎