three teenage boys and three teenage girls, everything could go wrong at any instant. but, nevertheless, they still decided to Play Cupid. [revision has been abandoned]

Skylar had anything but a normal life. She finally runs away from her horrible home that she doesn't talk about to anyone and meets a man with a long white beard. This man telling her she was a witch. Skylar having nothing to lose went along with it. She goes on adventures and unwillingly makes new friends. But the one thing she never thought would happen is would she fall in love? __________________________________ Marauders Era Takes place going into 5th year

She's hated by every house but her own. She's a Slytherin that embodies the house, yet nobody thinks she belongs. She defies social constructs quietly, and they hate her for it. The marauders never cared about who she was; they saw her as a girl that they had to torment. Because that's who she was, and that's who they were. But there's more to Ashlynn Elmer than meets the eye. Remus Lupin knows that. Ashlynn knows that. The only issue? Two groups of friends that get in the way. As Sirius Black would put it, "It's kind of like that Romeo and Juliet story. But different."

"What if I fall?" Oh but my darling, what if you f l y?

Allison Garner is nothing special. She's a seventh year, muggle born Hufflepuff, focusing her attention on her studies. She had no time for shenanigans. However, he caught her eye. He was a strange boy with strange scars, strange friends, and strange mannerisms. But, that doesn't mean she didn't like him. A/N: All rights to Harry Potter go to J.K. Rowling and the moviemakers. I only own my OC. The story is set during the Marauders Era. I hope you enjoy! XD

How do you get over the loss of a loved one? People tell you that it will get better. Acquaintances offer you words of support. Strangers who were never in your life before find it their duty to try to be apart of it and fill the hole the loss left. Yet, none of that works. Loss changes you until suddenly you aren't the same person you were before, as if those who passed were a critical part of you. And nearly no one can help you heal. Not for a while. Until one person finds their way into your life, one person who could change anything and everything you needed to change. Until one person finds a way to consume all of your thoughts so that none of the negative ones are left. Until one person takes the time to give you time to fix yourself, because God knows no one else will. Until one person loves you more firmly than anyone ever has and makes the stars seem dark in comparison to them. Until one person makes you love them, and every scar on their face, freckle on their nose, and imperfection that makes them even more perfect. Only then will you truly be healed. At least, enough to go on. ~~~ I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. This is simply an extent of her realm in my mind. However, I do own the idea for the story. Copyright 2016 to @moony_marauders .

Remus Lupin was convinced he was a monster, ever since he was bitten by Fenrir Greyback at a young age. The friendship of James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew was a miracle he had never expected, and didn't feel that he exactly deserved, especially after they became animagi to accompany him during his transformations. Calico Finley, a muggleborn witch and outsider, had clawed her way to feeling accepted at Hogwarts, but never felt it was home until befriending the Marauders. And even after, they're all hiding something, something about Remus, something that she's desperate to know as she grows closer to the scarred boy. The monster and the outsider find each other, and the result will prove to be a complete catastrophe. But disasters are beautiful before their tragic ends, something you can't look away from, until it's too late. ~~~ I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. While this is a fanfic, I still own the idea. Copyright for the Idea is subject to me, @moonymarauders . Copyright 2016 to @moonymarauders .

"loud or loudly; to preform or written to be preformed loudly" falling for him was like sitting amidst an orchestra while every member played the selected piece as loud as they could. messy, dangerous, and a bad idea from the beginning. but i loved every minute of it.