𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑹𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒔 𝑳𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏 𝑿 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 5-𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑬𝒓𝒂; 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 Y/n Euphemia Potter. Twin sister to James Potter, and the only female marauder. She is much like her brother. She loves pranking people, and causing mischief and havoc. But she is also a book worm, always enjoying a good book. Y/n has always had a small crush on her bestfriend Remus. But of course never took action on it, always too nervous to. What happens when Remus seems to return thoes feelings.... i don't own any of the characters except for Mark Campbell and Elliott Williams. The rest of the characters belong to JKR or she-who-shall-not-be-named

After the war, I told myself I was fine. I took over my aunt's coffee shop in Diagon Alley, and tried to settle into something soft and quiet. I had Quill, my gentle little dog. I had a routine. And I had the leftover echo of someone I used to love, Theodore Nott, a relationship full of silence, small compromises, and things I stopped doing without ever noticing why. Then Harry Potter began showing up. He doesn't come as a hero. He comes as someone tired, someone who carries too much, someone who looks at me like I'm easy to breathe around. And somehow, he becomes the thing I look for. The thing I miss. But dark magic is stirring again, people who still believe in old wars and old masters. When they come for Harry, they come for anyone close to him. He thinks stepping back will keep me safe. But I've already learned what it feels like to disappear in my own life. I'm not willing to lose something real again.

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 | Characters are 18+ in this fic !! 💜🤎 ]

You've never gotten along, not since first year. Fred Weasley lives to get under your skin, and you'd never backed down from a challenge. But seventh year has a way of blurring the line between enemies and something else entirely. And somewhere between hexes, hallway banter, and late-night tension, hate starts to look a lot like something more. Not canon. No Voldemort in this one.

Y/N Loveless never believed in love... fitting, considering her name. Cool, collected, and perfectly self-contained, she's the newest bassist of The Weird Sisters, happier in the shadows of the stage than in anyone's arms. But everything changes when their rising fame puts her directly in the spotlight... and when George Weasley keeps showing up... she doesn't really know what makes her Loveless anymore. In a world where there was no war and everyone got a second chance, she has built walls so high even music can't shake them. George, on the other hand, seems determined to try, with his crooked smile, terrible jokes, and a sincerity she doesn't know how to handle. As the tour heats up, so does the connection between them. Music, magic, late-night backstage moments, unexpected feelings... and the terrifying possibility that Y/N Loveless might finally want something she's spent her whole life avoiding. A slow-burn, post-Hogwarts AU about fame, fate, and learning to want something real.

◤ "ɪᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ sɪʟʟʏ ᴄʀᴜsʜ" ◥ Being Harry Potter's twin sister is a full-time job. Try doing it while harboring a massive, secret crush on the school's golden boy. For years, my feelings for Cedric Diggory were just a silly, harmless secret. He was older, he was perfect, and he was completely out of my league. I was just the quiet Gryffindor girl watching him from across the Great Hall, holding my breath every time he walked past. I was the girl who handed him a nervous, anonymous letter in my first year and desperately claimed it was from a friend. We eventually became friends, sharing quiet moments and small smiles in the corridors. But I knew where we stood. He was the golden Hufflepuff champion, and I was just the Boy Who Lived's sister. But then came our fourth year. The Goblet of Fire changes everything. When Harry's name mysteriously flies out of the goblet, my world is turned completely upside down. Amidst the rumors, the danger, and the intense rivalry, everything shifts. Suddenly, Cedric isn't just looking at me from across the room anymore. He is standing in my corner. He is protecting me. And as the stakes of the tournament get deadly, the older, popular champion starts falling for me. How do you navigate romance with the school's favorite boy when your overprotective twin brother is trying to survive a deadly tournament? And what happens when a silly childhood crush turns into a promise you are willing to wait years to keep?

A Malfoy? With a muggle-born? Y/N Malfoy had brought nothing but shame to her family name. But after finding out that she's a prophecy, her entire future changes for the worse. Will she turn against the Dark Side, and survive, and have a happy life with her lover? Or will she join them, and possibly, lose the love of her life? ---------- Takes place from fourth to seventh year and after. Contains majour sexual content and mature language. Status: Complete HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🏅#1 granger 🏅#1 hermionexreader 🏅#1 emmawatson 🏅#1 wizardingworld 🏅#1 hermionexfemreader 🏅#1 watson 🏅#1 hermionexfemalereader 🏅#1 hermionejeangranger 🏅#3 lesbianromance 🏅#3 hermionegranger 🏅#4 harrypotter 🏅#4 lesbian 🏅#4 gxg 🏅#5 slyherin ( I do not own any of these characters, all credit goes to J.K Rowling. No profit is being made, and nor do I support her. ) ( Please note that English isn't my first language, so I apologise for any grammatical mistake. )

"I hear you're gifted with that tongue." (Y/N)'s eyebrows shot up, and Hermione backtracked. "I mean, poetically! I'm sorry....... that wasn't very smooth..." ---------- An artist and poetry lover, Hermione Granger, is just trying to make through her last year of highschool. But her eyes stray away from her canvas and onto (Y/N) Black, the beloved Star Quarterback of Hogwarts High.

• ad infinitum • (adv.) again and again in the same way; forever • ••• "You touch your eyebrow when you're thinking," I said. "And you chew on your lip," he said, meeting my eyes. I looked away quickly. He stood from his chair, walking closer to me. "Does it not hurt to chew on it all the time?" "No, it doesn't," I said, looking to my feet. It was too difficult to make eye contact with him, especially when he stood so close to me. "I don't touch my eyebrow," he said quietly. "I touch the scar." I nodded, feeling my mouth go dry. "We all have our quirks," he said. "And I feel yours is more destructive than mine, Miss Y/L/N." "It's not destructive, not really. I know what hurts and what doesn't," I rambled, peeking up at him, finding his eyes heavy on my face. I averted my eyes. "Look at you," he muttered. "You can't even look at me." I felt as though my entire body was trembling as his hand grazed mine. "I thought you weren't shy, Miss Y/L/N," he said quietly. ••• How do you describe perfection? Imperfections that you wouldn't mind dealing with for the rest of your life; ad infinitum. Y/N Y/L/N is the newest hire at Hogwarts. Having graduated from Ilvermorny, she struggles to find a teaching job. After all, the demand for Latin teachers isn't all that high. But she manages to secure a job at Hogwarts where she'll be a teacher's assistant. Little does she know, she'll be a whole lot more. Immediately, she is drawn to the newest professor at Hogwarts, a kind if not sullen man. The job that she only took out of necessity becomes something that she wouldn't trade for anything. She'd do it forever if she could; ad infinitum. *** Thank you to @TheHalfbloodBlack for correcting the Latin titles!