It started with a movie. A long summer on set. And a boy who made her laugh when she wasn't supposed to. They were just supposed to play their parts. But somewhere between takes, they forgot where the script ended and they began

Ruby Monroe has the kind of face people trust and the instincts people don't expect. As terror spreads through Woodsboro, she finds herself caught between Billy Loomis and Stu Macher - two boys who are hiding more than secrets. And the closer she gets to the truth, the clearer it becomes: the real danger isn't the Ghostface mask... it's how far they're willing to go for her.

✧ 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 | ❝ IS IT WEIRD THAT MY DAD IS THE KING OF THE GODS ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 played the life of another forbidden child ━━━ who somehow became the King of Gods's favorite child. 【 percy jackson x harry potter 】 【 watching the movies au 】 【written by cold_introvert 】

They say soulmates feel like coming home. She wouldn't know. Because home was never something the daughter of Regulus Black was allowed to have. Raised in the shadow of a name that died too young and a family that was never meant to love gently, she learned early that attachment is dangerous... and love is something that always leaves. So when the magic comes-when it marks her with not one, not two, but seven soulmates- she runs. From Harry Potter, who looks at her like he understands the weight of survival. From Hermione Granger, who wants to fix what was never given the chance to grow right. From Ron Weasley, who offers warmth she doesn't trust. From Fred Weasley and George Weasley, who make light feel possible-even when she doesn't think she deserves it. From Ginny Weasley, who burns too bright, too fearless. It's something that hurts before it heals. Something that leaves before it stays. Something that whispers, you will ruin this. But soulmates- they don't ask. They don't wait for her to be ready. They don't leave when she pulls away. They stay. Through the silence. Through the anger. Through the nights she feels like she's too much and not enough all at once. "Hey, lover," the world seems to hum, soft and relentless, you don't get to run from this. And maybe- just maybe- love isn't something that destroys her. Maybe it's the only thing that doesn't.