"I'm George Weasley," and "And I am Fred Weasley." They said. "You're twins." I said with a nod. "What?" "No!" "Really?!" They both said at the same time. "Mom should've told us!" "I feel cheated." 🧡🪄📚🃏🟠 Alexis Campbell started her first year at Hogwarts; she wouldn't have thought that on her first day, she would meet two identical pranksters who changed her life for the better.

Viktor Krum never expected to fall-until he met her. She was a Weasley, quiet and kind, nothing like the world he knew. This is the story of how he fell, fast and completely. ( I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND THE CHARACTERS ) Best Ranks * 1 in #Gryffindor * 1 in #Weasley * 1 in #Hogwartsschoolofwitchcraftandwizardry * 1 in #Reader * 1 in #Viktorkrum * 1 in #Dumstrang * 4 in #HarryPotter

"I shouldn't drag you all the way into the castle." "I don't mind," he says. I smile and shrug out of his robes, immediately cursing the atmosphere for its oppressive chill. "But I do. Thank you for walking with me, and for the robes. If I don't see you before the first task, good luck." "I am hoping to see you before then." He doesn't take his robes when I hold them out. "You know where to find me." "And maybe we could play together? Quidditch, I mean," he says. "Maybe, but I'm not sure I could hold my own against you." "What do you mean?" he asks. "I, uh... I know who you are," I say, and it comes out awkwardly. "Well, that isn't fair," he says, and I open my mouth to explain that I'm not some crazy stalker. "You know me already but all I know is your name." "I-" "Y/N Y/L/N," he says, testing each syllable on his tongue. "I want to know more about you, Y/N, Y/L/N." *** Y/N Y/L/N wants to have a memorable seventh year. After she hears that Quidditch is being replaced with a tournament, she is adamant that she will be one of the 'champions'. However, from the very beginning, the tournament is not what it seems, and Y/N soon finds herself fighting for more than fame. She's fighting for her life. From the tournament comes something else, something special with famed Quidditch star, Viktor Krum. The real challenge isn't the tournament. It's the effects. It's the pain, the memories, the corruption, the damage it does. Everything that once came naturally becomes forced, and what was once a light in a life that could use as much brightness as it could get becomes too painful to bear. And now... she's alone. Isolated. Drowning in regret. But he will get her back. No matter what it takes. *UPDATES ON FRIDAYS*

"Say something in your language." "Why?" "I want to hear it. Your real voice." "Моето момиче от огън. Ти си бурята, която ми носи мир. И аз бих се изгубил в теб с удоволствие." ("My girl of fire. You are the storm that brings me peace. And I would gladly lose myself in you.") Viktor Krum X Reader Goblet Of Fire

𝘛𝘞: +18 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘉𝘋𝘚𝘔 & 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭. George Weasley was, without doubt, one of the most charming boys Willow Áine had ever met. In just a couple of weeks after sharing one of their favourite subjects together, they find themselves having such a connection that guides them into a close friendship. However, Willow can't help but feel herself mesmerized by the Weasley boy. What a pity he has his eyes on someone else with who he doesn't even hold a chance... ☆ ☽︎ 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘖𝘊 ☽︎ 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵. ☽︎ 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 ☽︎ 1994 - 1996 + 𝘌𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 ☽︎ 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮/𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗪𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆. [ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞-𝐰𝐡𝐨-𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭-𝐧𝐨𝐭-𝐛𝐞-𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐉𝐊𝐑] ✵ 𝐗 𝐚 𝐧 𝐚.

When Eloise Baker came to Hogwarts her fourth year, she couldn't help but fall in love with the castle, her new friends, and the excitement around every turn. Now, as a sixth year at her beloved wizarding school, falling more in love with the castle is not the only thing on her mind... ~~~~ "I wait until I can't hear a sound, then I sit up in my bed, my heart thumping. The pain in my neck is gone. Actually, I can't feel any pain whatsoever. I only feel him. What now?"

"𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘦." Elodie Florence and Fred Weasley started out as friends. Really, they had. I mean, if you had seen Fred through his pink mohawk phase, you wouldn't want to fall in love with him either. But as slithering serpents and long-lost fathers reveal themselves within the walls of Hogwarts, so does a newfound affection for her best friend. Every last piece of my heart goes out to those who take the time to read my words. (warning for foul language, violence, alcohol use, and sexual references-not smut) ~started 11/16/20 and finished 3/24/21~ #2 in georgeweasley on 1/29/21 #1 in witchesandwizards on 2/6/21 #1 in theweasleys on 4/13/21 #1 in snapesdaughter on 4/10/21 #2 in friendstolovers on 6/10/21 #1 in pranks on 6/9/21

Delaney McKinnon, the daughter of the late Marlene McKinnon was raised by wolves. Well, really a rather gentle werewolf who also happened to be her godfather. However, that aspect of her life seems to be the tamest. Being friends with Harry Potter means being pulled into the middle of all the madness that seems attracted to the boy who lived. But being friends with Harry does not mean Delaney finds herself overshadowed. Though it was never in her plans, Delaney finds herself the center of one of the Weasley twin's attention. After one too many pranks together who could blame him? The pair find themselves wondering if the prospect of returned heated affection outweighs the ghastly aftershocks that would hit all those they hold most dear if those affections went south. Does love truly outweigh the promise of comfort? Is there a such thing as a perfect match? And most importantly can Delaney keep herself immune to the Weasley Charm? *Please be advised this story does contain adult content This story begins after Sirius Black's escape and will continue through the war. Original Draft Completed: February 10, 2021 Rewritten Draft Completed: March 1, 2023 *I do not own any characters from the Harry Potter Series! These belong to J.K. Rowling*

Being best friends with Fred Weasley means three things: detention, chaos and zero peace. Florence has survived years of pranks, secret passages and being dragged into trouble she definitely didn't plan. Fred is loud, reckless, impossible to say no to, and somehow he's also her safest place. Then fifth year hits, and everything feels different. Laughs last longer. Glances mean more. And Florence realises the worst possible thing she could ever realise: she's falling for her best friend. A boy who flirts with everyone, fears nothing, and would never, ever feel the same. Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content. "Since when did you get wise?" Fred shrugs. "Watching someone you care about come frighteningly close to not getting back up again tends to rearrange your priorities." I glance back at him then-and something in his expression softens, like he's relieved I'm still here, still talking, still breathing. "And just for the record," he adds, tone easy, almost offhand, though his eyes are anything but, "if a Dementor so much as drifts in your direction again, I'll personally see it launched into the lake." I can't stop the small laugh that escapes me. "You really think you can single-handedly protect me from every dangerous thing in the world?" "I'd bloody well try." I lift my eyes to his, properly this time. It's only then that I realise how close he is-how his whole focus is fixed entirely on me like nothing else in the room matters. And something aches in my chest-sharp and soft all at once. The kind of ache that reminds you you're alive. That you've survived worse. That maybe you're allowed moments like this. Highest Rankings: #1 in fredweasley #5 in fredandgeorge #5 in harrypotterfanfiction #10 in gryffindor All characters belong to J.K. Rowling except for the original ones created by me.

"Rule number two - no kissing," Sage said. Fred opened his mouth with an incredulous look to retort but she continued before he could speak. "Or at least not without a purpose." Fred processed the information for a moment but then grinned his typical, Cheshire-cat grin. A mischievous look took over his eyes and he scooted even closer to her on the bed until their bodies were pressed together. "A purpose, hmm?" he asked directly into her ear with a low voice, sending shivers up and down her spine. "So if I kiss you it means it's going to lead somewhere?". He then brought his lips to her neck and started to softly press kisses upwards until he neared her mouth, his hand starting to wander up her bare leg. "No, Fred," she said breathlessly and pushed her off of him once she finally regained her senses. "At least wait until we set the ground rules." ~~~~~~~~ Sage had always had a somewhat odd relationship with her best friend's older brother Fred. They were good friends, yet they hated each other at the same time. Fred was always picking on Sage; always playing pranks on her and teasing her every chance he got. She absolutely hated it. When they took their built-up tension and passion and used it for something better -- somehow striking up a 'friends with benefits' arrangement -- will it all work out? Will they be able to release their pent-up hatred (and deeply rooted attraction) for each other and maintain their friendship, or will their feelings get in the way?