This is a love story. But not one you've heard before. We're aged up here. Out of the teenage drama and falling into 20-something whirlwinds. Lottie knew Fred and George from her single, awkwardly quiet transplant year at Hogwarts. She was a shy girl, only admiring them from afar, because who wouldn't? They were everything. And she was barely perceived. But time changes people. And now, she's hellfire. Sarcastic, witty, downright unhinged. and they're both hers- well... hopefully. Almost. Yes, this IS a love story. But it's also a filthy, dramatic, cheeky, fluffy, innuendo-laden thrill ride. And people always ask, Fred OR George. Lottie says: Why not both? *** all my original characters are my property. the rest are property of the evil hag she-who-must-not-be-named

"You're Bellatrix's daughter." "Isn't that unfortunate for the both of us?" At Hogwarts, names are everything. And Elara Lestrange wears hers like a curse. She knows how to disappear. She's been doing it her whole life - in shadows, behind her name, between the pages of stories that always end in ash. And George Weasley is everything she was taught to despise. But war is a patient thing. And hatred makes a strangely faithful companion - until it doesn't. How many times can you say goodbye before it counts as love?

***Completed*** 337k words **Some 18+ content! consider this your official warning!** When Violet steps onto the Hogwarts Express for the first time she meets three boys. A pair of twins and their new friend. But everything goes wrong when she's sorted into a different house than her new friends. Follow Violet on her journey through loss, gain, new friendships, family issues, puberty, but most importantly her Hogwarts experience! PLEASE NOTE!!! This is fanfiction. Many of the characters, settings, and lore do not belong to me! ALSO!! some of the story is based on imagines and things I've read on Tumblr over the years. just a little fyi LAST THING!!!! 18+ scenes occur when characters are 18+! I do NOT write that kind of stuff about minors!!!!!

WARNING: THERE ARE A LOT OF EXPLICIT 18+ SMUT SCENES! (+ depictions of consensual sex, non con sex, violence, crude language, mature themes, etc...) Some flames destroy. Others teach you how to burn. Calista Warrington has never belonged anywhere - not in the Muggle world she was raised in, not in the Slytherin common room, and certainly not in her own skin. She's built her life around keeping people out and keeping herself alive. But falling in love with George Weasley changes everything. Their connection is immediate, reckless, and real. Something neither of them were ready for in a world already breaking apart. As the Second Wizarding War brews, Calista's relationship with George becomes both her greatest strength and her deepest vulnerability. Together they face grief, family secrets, and the slow realization that her bloodline ties her to everything she fears. **Takes place starting in Prisoner of Azkaban all the way until post-Deathly Hallows** For obvious reasons, George and Calista, along with the others in the same year, are all 18 at the start of Prisoner of Azkaban (5th year). Due to mature content and themes, I don't feel comfortable writing them off as 15 year olds like they would be in the books/movies. Therefore, if you ever get confused by ages, it is most likely because of this. Not everything that takes place in this story will be perfectly canon. i.e, certain original characters from the books/movies may be in a different year in this story, specific events may or may not take place, and character personality may differ. ~start date: november 14th, 2020 ~end date: tbd Disclaimer: All original Harry Potter characters, storylines, as well as the occasional use of direct dialogue from the books and movies belong to J.K. Rowling. Please do not attempt to steal any of my original characters OR obvious plotlines, especially Calista. If I find out in any way my material has been stolen, I won't hesitate to report it and get it taken down!

Living in a little picturesque town by the beach, Lena's life seemed perfect. If it weren't for her traditional parents who tried to decide her future, she would daydream underneath the big willow tree in her garden, crochet in her squeaking hammock or bake chocolate chip cookies just for herself. Everything changed this summer break when mysterious things occurred and a strangely dressed, white bearded man invited her to talk. A cozy Harry Potter reads ☾ #1 in fredweasley #1 in georgeweasley #1 in harrypotter #1 in fanfiction #1 in weasleytwins #1 in fredandgeorge #1 in ronweasley #1 in remuslupin #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in slowburn #1 in hermione #1 in ronweasley #2 in hogwarts #2 in marauders