I've always known my name carried power. Not just because it's Gryffindor - the name that echoed through Hogwarts halls and wizarding history like thunder - but because I am the last in the line of the original founder himself. Liana Gryffindor. Eleven years old, the sole heir to Godric Gryffindor's legacy. My life at Gryffindor Manor has been... different. Unlike most children, I never had classmates or playmates. Instead, I grew up surrounded by loyal house-elves, ancient portraits whispering secrets, and towering shelves of books that almost swallowed me whole. The manor is vast and quiet, a fortress of old magic and history, where my footsteps are the only sound breaking the silence.

Hanging over George's back, she grunted, "Seriously, put me down, Weasley." He shook his head and laughed gleefully while he carried her downstairs. When he set her down in the empty hallway, she crossed her arms and refused to look at him. He chuckled and leaned forward until she had to back up against the wall to get any amount of space. With a cheeky grin, he murmured in her ear, "You're cute when you're mad, Potter." - This is the story of the girl who hid, the lesser known Potter twin. Assumed to be weak and innocent, she carved her own path and impacted their world in ways no one could have imagined. [George Weasley x Fem!OC] Highest Rankings: #1 in GeorgeWeasley #1 in George #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in Reader #1 in ReaderInsert #1 in Magic #1 in Twins #3 in FredWeasley #4 in DracoMalfoy #5 in WeasleyTwins #6 in Hogwarts #15 in Weasley #26 in Fanfiction #55 in Romance /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own y/n Potter and her independent storylines./ [started - october 2020; finished - november 2020]