Cedric Diggory was golden. Effortless. Loved by everyone. His twin sister, Y/N Diggory, was something else entirely-Ravenclaw sharp, quieter, harder to know. And yet, somehow, it was George Weasley who always saw her first. What starts as passing glances and clever remarks across crowded corridors turns into something slower. Deeper. Something that lingers long after laughter fades. Love doesn't save you. But sometimes- it's the only thing that makes surviving worth it. Canon fic set from PoA | Ravenclaw x Gryffindor 💙

Born and first raised in a home filled with love and laughs, Lyra Eileen Potter came into the world minutes before her twin brother, Harry James Potter. So she was the first to cry and the first to be held - but the fate decided she'd be the one to be taken away first, that night. On October 31st 1981, the night everything changed for Harry - who soon became the Boy Who Lived -, a burst of white lighting carried Lyra out of Voldemort's reach. And while everyone remembered Harry, no one remembered Lyra - the Girl Who Vanished. Years passed, and under the name Selwyn, she grew up surrounded by the cold elegance and silver-lined expectations - a pureblood legacy, distant smiles, and rules stitched into every word. But Lyra learned how to adapt, how to read people, how to keep secrets. At Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat had screamed Slytherin. And although she wore green and silver with quiet pride, she never truly mirrored those beside her: she was too thoughtful to follow blindly, too curious to conform - and too kind, perhaps, for a house known for its ambition and edge. Then her fourth year came and something shifted. Behind everything, a warmth became to bloom. Maybe it was the Twiwizard Tournament. Maybe it was him - the red-haired prankster with too much charm in his grin and too much gentleness in his gaze: George Weasley. Or maybe it was the way she started to really look at Harry Potter - not as the boy who lived, but as someone ho carried the same quiet ache in her chest. Or perhaps it was simply time for the lies to crack, and for the speed in her blood to rise. [gof-dh] [george weasley x fem!oc] [started august 4, 2025]

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.

You have always been the mind behind the madness, the quiet strategist keeping George and Fred's schemes from spinning completely out of control. You measure, plan, and calculate, while George improvises, laughs, and defies every rule. Together, you are unstoppable... until the world outside Hogwarts pulls you apart. War arrives, uninvited and merciless, leaving laughter silenced and hearts fractured. Distance, grief, and survival threaten to erase everything you once shared... but some sparks refuse to fade.