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 !! 💜🤎 ]

𑣲- "ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜʀɴ, ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ." -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈────────┈┈┈ In fog-draped London, (y/n), a gardner- herbalist lives a quiet life among her herbs and flowers , until Albert James Moriarty steps into her shop. Cold, mysterious, and bound by secrets, he should belong to a world far beyond her reach. Yet with every meeting, every stolen glance, their lives entwine deeper, pulling her into the shadows of his dangerous reality. They are simply Destined. #1🥇Williammoriarty -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈────────┈┈┈ Published: August 29 2025 Finished: September 2 2025

An angel with unmeasurable vigour falls from the heavenly kingdom onto the town of Gresit, where the "sleeping soldier" is resting in the murky catacombs. The Church takes this as a sign of God's help and uses the fallen as a relic, nailing the half-dead divine to a cross. What they do not know is that this angel wants nothing to do with the seeming House of God Relationship(s): Adrian Tępęs / Reader, Trevor Belmont/Sypha Benlades Total words: 43, 982 DISCLAIMER: Castlevania video game series belongs to Konami. Castlevania animated series is created by Warren Ellis, directed by Adam Deats and belongs to Netflix Network

Y/n Odair, Finnick Odair's little sister, She won the 70th hunger games her mentors, her brother and Mags. Y/n was also 16 years old when she won, as of now she is 22 years old. She is living her life happily as a victor with her brother, Mags, and Annie. Through, one moment changed everything. (Disclamer: I don't own any of the characters but Y/n) P.S. This is based off the Hunger games books and movies so alot of gore, death, detailed death and torture. Also on AO3 @Neonjex Enjoy :)

Y/n Odair, much like her brother Finnick Odair, became a victor of the Hunger Games. As her voice earned her many sponsors during the Games, the Capitol naturally took advantage of this and made her a singer. Her soft-hearted nature has earned her the title of Capitol's Sweetheart What if she meets her opposite-someone who refuses to be a Capitol puppet? Will they hate each other, or will they see their differences as something that could connect them?

❝ a darkness that holds me, and loves when I bleed, it locks all the doors and then hides all the keys, wish someone had told me what I couldn't see, a glimmer of hope that was staring at me ❞ fred weasley x fem!oc golden trio era [poa - post-war] rewrite & editing: {03/09/21 - 01/01/22} {07/31/23 - 07/12/24} formerly known as 'adore you' & 'lonely heart'

‼️ IMPORTANT MUST READ‼️ George Weasley was used to being second place. Second to speak, second to be noticed, second to be introduced - always right after Fred. It didn't bother him much... until he met a girl who, for once, put him first. She was a Hufflepuff - though you'd never guess it from her frosty stare and keep-your-distance attitude. In fact, she was possibly the least "Hufflepuff" Hogwarts had ever seen. But behind that carefully built wall was someone kind, sweet, and stubbornly loyal... not that she'd admit it. She had her own baggage - a family tree full of Ravenclaws, generations of blue-and-bronze tradition. She'd been so sure she'd join them, that she even convinced herself she had the makings of a Ravenclaw. The Sorting Hat thought otherwise. Landing in Hufflepuff felt like failure, and she wore the title of "odd one out" like a shield. George didn't care about any of that. He was determined to make her smile, whether she liked it or not. And in doing so, he might just prove to her that being in Hufflepuff isn't second best - and neither is he. And show her that maybe second place isn't so bad... if you're someone's first choice. . . . He was used to coming second. She was used to being left out. Together, they might just end up first for each other. "Did you just call me George?" "Aren't you?" • "When will you stop bothering me?" "When have I ever done that, love?" The characters in this story belongs to J.K.R. except well the female lead of course, the stories might not match well (especially in quidditch parts) with the books but then I realized I had full will Soo 😋✌🏻 ALL PHOTOS ARE FROM PINTEREST

⋆｡°✩ willow had once watched someone die. she saw the green light explode from the end of a wand, saw a body crumple to the floor, lifeless - before she even knew what magic truly was. and her father, blinded by grief and fury, had done the unthinkable. he tore the magic from her - ripped it from her bones with trembling hands and shattered words, as if silencing her gift could silence his own pain. she was only twelve when the magical world took her in, broken and wide-eyed. the halls of that ancient castle loomed taller than anything she'd ever known. spells whirled like storm winds, portraits whispered in their frames, and staircases shifted beneath her feet. it terrified her. but even as she clutched at familiarity like a lifeline, she knew - somewhere in her bones - that this strange, faraway place would become her forever. and who could have guessed that her forever would be a red-headed boy with laughter in his soul and fire in his heart? a boy who loved so fiercely, so completely, that it burned through the darkest parts of her. she remembered the way he looked at her - like he saw every hidden piece she tried to bury. "I desperately wanted to kiss him - to bury my hands in his hair, to press my mouth to his like it would heal every broken thing inside me. My body trembled with the ache of it, like it already knew he was meant to be mine. Like kissing him would make the world stop spinning." and in that moment, every inch of her - every breath, every heartbeat, every scar left by what had been taken - was begging for something real. something right. 49 chapters started 9/29/2022 completed 5/24/2025 tw: this story contains themes involving substance use, sexual content, and blood/death/violence.

"Why didn't you tell me?! I thought we agreed, no more secrets!" The look in his eyes stung me to my core. Betrayal. Do you know how hard it is when your best friend has no memory of you and it's all your fault? I do. A/N: (Has scenes and influenced by both the seasons and the movie. Secret Ninja Force will be used in this book from the Movie) This book will use she/her pronouns. If that makes anyone uncomfortable I will be able to make a separate book with the preferred pronouns. WARNINGS: - Major angst - Fluff - Possible slow burn

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