They met at fourteen. Before the war. Before the loss. Before love meant anything. She wasn't supposed to matter. She was just supposed to pass through. Just a new girl finding her place at Hogwarts-until she found herself tangled in the lives of the Weasley twins, where laughter came easy, chaos came easier, and everything felt like home. What started as friendship-easy, effortless, and a little reckless-slowly became something harder to ignore. Because some people don't just change your life. They become it. But life has a way of changing everything when you least expect it. This is the story of every version of them. The laughing one. The broken one. And the one learning how to love again. A slowburn friends-to-lovers George Weasley x OC story spanning from fourth year (Chamber of Secrets) to after the war. Fireworks fade. Love doesn't. Updates every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

!!CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING!! "You're not how I remember you." Theodore mumbled, loud enough for it to hang in the cigarette-smoke-infused air between us, but quiet enough for just the two of us to hear. It was heavier than the smoke, maybe heavier than the fallen expression on his face, but I didn't want to test that. "I've just..." I shifted, crossing one leg over the other, fingers twisting the silver ring on my middle finger. "... changed." His gaze lingered on me for a beat too long before he looked away, tapping ash neatly into a tray. "You really have changed," he murmured, almost to himself. I raised a brow, my fidgeting stuttering just slightly. "Is that supposed to be a compliment?" His shoulders rose and fell in a faint shrug, plastering a face of nonchalance. "Not sure yet." --- A dual POV story in which Aliyah Riddle and Theodore Nott find love amongst all the hardships of fighting for their life, for love, and even going behind all they have been convinced is right. WARNINGS: - descriptions of eating disorders (anorexia nervosa) - depression - intensive emotional detail - descriptions of self-harm (only for a few scenes) - alcohol and drug consumption - smoking - SMUT / sexual and mature scenes - friends to lovers trope - slow burn love trope - war - descriptions of blood, gore, and violence - hospitalization - mature topics and jokes - addiction - anxiety and panic attacks - mature / explicit / inappropriate language ( cussing, cursing ) - grief PLEASE REMEMBER THAT THIS IS PURE FICTION AND ONLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES --- Most Impressive Rankings: #1 cursing #1 fancast #2 lorenzo zurzolo #6 unexpected --- 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: November 24, 2023 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: February 27, 2024

- "I hate you." "No, you don't." "No, I don't." - Mae Malfoy x Theodore Nott Slytherin x Slytherin Social media (Instagram, messages) 🤷🏻‍♀️don't like it? I'm not forcing you to read it. ‼️THERE WILL BE NO SMUT. Sure I will do a few intimate parts but nothing further. ⚠️ when you see '☆' it means something is gonna happen that might trigger you. I will put what the uncomfortable scene will be. I will put '☆' at the start and the end. 🙏I put my hard work into this book so please, if you have issues with this book, message me. DO NOT report this book, please. (nanawriters) 🙏Any photo used in this book is most likely from Pinterest, so if you see yours and want it deleted please text me on Tik Tok. (nanawriters)

AMBITIOUS - (adj) having or showing a strong desire and determination to succeed. CHARLOTTE "LOTTIE" BLYTHE was constantly living in the shadow of her successful older sister. In desire for her parent's approval, she works her hardest to be deemed worthy of her family name. As she attempts to balance her schoolwork, quidditch practice, and the overwhelming dread of deciding her future, she meets George Weasley, who brings out the side of her she's desperately tried to repress for so long. GEORGE WEASLEY X OC GOF - DH Started: 1/6/25 Ended: 🏆•BEST RANKINGS•🏆 #1 Ravenclaw #1 Georgexoc #1 Georgeweasleyxoc #1 Dumbledore #1 Leejordan #1 Flitwick #1 Remuslupin #2 Malfoy #2 Ginnyweasley #3 Dracomalfoy #4 Fred Weasley #4 George Weasley #10 Gryffindor #10 Weasley

Some tragedies are written long before anyone realizes they are a part of them. Before the war, there were warnings. Before the betrayal, there were lies. Before Lila Rosier lost everything, there was Fred Weasley. - Fred Weasley x OC (For the sake of my sanity, the twins won't die) Starts: Goblet of Fire End: Deathly Hallows THIS BOOK IS 18+ AS IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, VIOLENCE, AND STRONG LANGUAGE!

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Not my story. Belongs to heartofaspen on ao3 i just dont like the format of ao3 (i also have not read the story its on my tbr thats why i put it on wattpad😊) Hermione's eighth year at Hogwarts is already going to be difficult in the aftermath of the war, but is further thrown into upheaval when Headmistress McGonagall orders a re-sorting of all students to promote inter-house unity. But when the Sorting Hat sends Hermione to Ravenclaw with Draco - and without Harry or Ron - how will she cope? [Epilogue? What epilogue?] Prevalent alchemy.

Hermione, now in her mid-20s, is back at Hogwarts to pursue higher education. Trying to forget the trauma carved into her by the war, she spends one lust-filled night with a certain pureblood. But that night will have consequences. While her personal life unravels, a string of mysterious murders forces her to work together with Draco Malfoy, who himself seems to carry many secrets. "He scared her. Not because he wielded killing curses like they were nothing, but because he seemed to understand her in a way that even she didn't. The more she let him in, the more power he had to destroy her." Come for the smut, stay for the plot. Read if you like: - Murder mystery - Dark Arts - Hurt/ Comfort - Hermione and Draco both deal with PTSD - Angst, so much angst ‼️‼️NOT MY STORY!! ALL CREDITS TO @slytherin_after_dark ON A03!!

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

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