❝𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒 "𝐿𝑢" 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑠𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 - 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟-𝑐𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑤𝑙 (𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑤𝑙) 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑧𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒. 𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑠, 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛 𝑂𝑛𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑂𝑛𝑒. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝐻𝑜𝑔𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡... 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑚💋✨

~𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧~ Hermione had never seen anyone more suited to Slytherin than Alastair Riddle. And he wasn't even a bastard who only knew how to mock and point fingers at people like her. No, Alastair Riddle was too proud, too mysterious to dabble in such things. When he walked down the hall, everyone turned to look at him; when he looked at you, you felt your spine tingle from intensity of that gaze. Not that Hermione had ever experienced it. It was simply how she imagined eye contact with the Slytherin prince. °°° Hermione x maleoc Because I think that Hermione deserves a better love story. ~We were meant for each other, even if we were completely wrong story~

When Jupiter Potter and Aries Black fall in love. Or When Aries Black decides to speed everything up and change the time line for his one and only love. Under Editing (Cover Made By Me)

❝𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲?❞ ❝𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦.❞ 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 had a few, perhaps a little or more than a palm of qualms in his life. First up was the whole "The Boy-Who-Lived" shenanigans, then there was an ungodly amount of people who wanted him dead - nice! - but what had always bothered him was the weirdly complicated concept of innocent love that was long gone already. He had too much to worry, yet here he was again, standing on the exit of something that was long gone, waiting. For who? For the same girl who had left him. I; Harry j. Potter x she!oc II; Order of Phoenix - Deathly Hallows All rights unfortunately belongs to JK R*WLING, but characters that are unheard of from the original series, as well as minor plots are MINE.

𝙾𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚘𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙰 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙾𝚑, 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 --- Two brothers bound by blood and war - one lost, one searching. In the darkness of captivity, William Potter holds onto a single secret, the only thing strong enough to keep his heart beating. --- 𝚂𝚘, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 ---

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒇𝒐𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. Hogwarts knew their houses, their names, their supposed loyalties. But behind the green-and-silver banners, they kept crossing paths-in the same corridors, the same late-night detentions... and perhaps, on the same side after all. Octavian Lucius Malfoy wasn't Draco. In some ways, he was worse; in others, better-and always infinitely more complicated. Ivy Lily was a Potter-not Harry-with a smirk sharp enough to cut glass. They were meant to despise each other-Slytherin made sure of that. But the Sorting Hat had its own plans. 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲! 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐎𝐂

There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand. "And it's my whole heart weighted and measured inside." Harry Potter x Fem!OC Prisoner of Azkaban - Deathly Hallows © flayedcrank

Lyra Malfoy has always felt like a stranger in her family, she felt misplaced. As she feels torn between herself, a particular Weasley comes into her life to give her confidence to finally make her own choices. Own no characters or photos

"Must be tough, everyone loves you, don't they? So goddamn perfect. They don't see it but I do, Potter. I can see straight through you." "And what do you see, Malfoy?" "That you're a mess, aren't you?" She stared at him, rivalling his own expressionless mask. "You're the first person to say that to me." "Well of course," he swung a leg, pacing around her lazily. "Everyone is too busy seeing the hero, but when you hate someone enough, you see their flaws, their weaknesses." Her mask fell and she smiled to herself. "So you hate me?" She said, playfully. "Of course, isn't that what we do, hate each other?" The smile grew enough for dimples to appear. "I guess so." "So yes, I hate you." "I hate you too," she smiled. Draco couldn't help it, his lips tugged slightly at the corners while laughter stayed restrained in his glimmering eyes. "Good, I'm glad that's established," Draco announced. "We hate each other." --------------------------- A miserable childhood of neglect, Harper Potter needed someone to teach her the ability to love in order to overcome the darkest wizard of all time. She just wasn't expecting that someone to be the guy who taunted her every quidditch match. Featuring. Female Harry x Draco

Petunia Evans had spent her life in her younger twins shadow, not special enough for anyone. Too mundane, too muggle. Yet just as her life was truly beginning to start she is wrecked with the information of her younger sister's passing. And all of a sudden at 21 just months shy of finishing university she is now the sole parent to her nephew. And all she could think about was not messing him up like their parents had messed the Evans twins up. Remus Lupin had everyone he loved pulled away from him in one night, his entire pack vanished whether it was permenantly or whether it was behind bars. The only one left was his godson, and he would stop at nothing to find him and protect him. Only Remus never imagined his path would lead him to Petunia, Lily's older sister. The nightmare. The muggle. Yet the moment he meets her truly for the first time, not just in stories he realises that everything he had been lead to believe was one big lie.