there is something strange about ottilie van der hoeven. george weasley wants to know more. [ george weasley x oc ] [ ps - dh ]

My friend, she is the sun. // POA - DH Books Ron Weasley x Fem!oc Cover by Ari

❝ 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

❝HE HELD MY HEART AND LET IT GO.❞ [COMPLETED] [GOBLET OF FIRE] [OC X VIKTOR KRUM] © amelia 2016

In the shadow of Romania's dragon reserves, Charlie Weasley and Y/N Travers share a quiet bond, a healer and a handler drawn together by fate and fire. As they navigate their days surrounded by dragons and danger, their hearts slowly kindle a warmth neither expected. Sometimes, the hardest feelings to face are the ones that burn the brightest. RANKS *1 in #beauxbatons

The Land of Permafrost is your home. The conditions are cold and harsh year-round, except for some areas where the hands of summer extend far enough to reach. The cold has never bothered you. The snow is comforting, but at some point, not even the perfection of the falling snow could give you enough comfort to warm your cold heart. ───────────────────────── In which a few strings are pulled to gain you admittance into Night Raven College-a prestigious magic academy. You're a girl in an all-boys academy, but that doesn't matter. Especially since the cold that surrounds you prevents anyone from getting too close.

In ancient Rome, Sennia Cornelia Quintilla, a noblewoman from Milan, is thrust into a dangerous marriage with Emperor Caracalla, a ruler known for his ruthless ambition and childish whims. At seventeen, Sennia's father arranges her marriage to one of the twin emperors, and despite her uncertainty, Caracalla, the older and more volatile brother, claims her as his bride. As Caracalla's erratic behavior intensifies, his possessiveness over Sennia becomes evident. He is a man of extremes-childlike excitement over games and celebrations, yet quick to anger, using his power to control and dominate. Caught in the lavish yet perilous world of the imperial court, Sennia must navigate her new life, where loyalty is fragile, and survival often depends on outwitting those in power. Beneath her stunning beauty and gentle demeanor, Sennia is no helpless pawn. She soon realizes that to protect herself and her family, she must play the game of empire, balancing her marriage's political significance with her growing desire for independence. As Caracalla's madness deepens, Sennia must decide whether to remain compliant or risk everything for a chance at freedom.