𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆? Seren Thorne never wanted to be a hero. She just wanted to survive Hogwarts - to keep her head down while shadows lengthened across the wizarding world. But when the Dark Lord's grip tightens, secrets unravel, loyalties fracture, and Seren finds herself caught between the boy she can't trust, the boy she can't forget, and the war that will claim them all. Friendship, love, and betrayal collide as Seren is forced to choose: fight for the light, or be consumed by the darkness chasing her

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝... a muggleborn girl mistakenly has fallen for someone she shouldn't, a pureblood boy. ✎ 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ❜ ꒱ ⌗3 instagram 12/14/25 ⌗3 theonott 12/14/25 ⌗4 socialmediaau 12/14/25 ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 ) ( 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐮 ) ( 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 ) •*⁀➷ i do not own any characters besides victoria + ezra rosewood, isabella gutierrez, and maxine davies. all credits to the original owners. started: 01.03.25 rewritten: 03.27.26 completed: 09.21.25

A collection of romantic one-shots set in the world of magic, featuring Y/N and your favorite wizards.

⚠️REQUESTS OPEN!!⚠️ A bunch of Slytherin boys' reactions all in one place - jealousy, comfort, late-night confessions, and everything in between. Theo being soft, Draco pretending he's not, Blaise being smooth, Lorenzo being the human incarnation of a puppy, Tom being all serious, and Mattheo... being Mattheo.

Imagines and Oneshots from the Harry Potter Universe ✧₊⁺ Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, Pansy Parkinson, Tom Riddle. The story features AI generated images (created by me). Take a real look into the world of Hogwarts while falling in love with the Slytherin Boys! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘑.𝘒. 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘊𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘗𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘳 Gaetanob1992.

𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥... 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳... The Malfoy's have decided it's time for Draco to settle down, eyeing the Ravenclaw pureblood he invited to their annual Christmas party. Unswayed by Draco's insistence that he and Grace are only friends, the Malfoy's and the Abbot's are in agreement: the two make a perfect match. The only issue? Draco doesn't agree, and neither does Theodore Nott.

"Shut up." His voice was different this time-stripped of its usual cockiness, replaced by something colder, something dangerous. Oh. She saw it then-the flicker of something raw in his eyes, quickly buried. A weak spot. A wound still fresh beneath the layers of arrogance and indifference. And she struck again. "Did I hit a nerve?" she mocked him. "You're a joke, Nott." She let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "You act like you're all cool and breezy, but it's all a lie." "You don't know what-" "I do, actually. I'm a very good observant and let me tell you," She pressed her finger into his chest again, each word deliberate. "Of all the people I've observed I have never encountered someone as shallow," Another jab. His chest rose and fell, his breathing heavier than before. "Empty," Again. This time, his eyes flashed with something dangerously close to anger. She should stop. She knew she should. But she didn't. "And pathetic as-" The words caught in her throat and Theodore's lips were on hers. Ophelia Selwyn wondered if it was too late to choose a life as a fugitive. Her previous concerns about where she would go or how she would survive all on her own were looking more and more unimportant and attainable. Anything would be better than being betrothed to Theodore Nott. At least she knew the feeling was reciprocated.