Sarah Copper made Fred Weasley's pulse race. There was something about the confidence that did it for him. * * * "So, Sarah - " George began. "We were hoping we could have your help?" Fred continued, draping an arm on the back of the sofa. "Sure! What do you guys need?" Sarah asked, pushing her dark hair out of her eyes. George glanced at Fred, waiting for him to explain. "We need a sleeping draught potion," said Fred. He could see the clocks working in Sarah's mind, weighing out possibilities. Finally, Sarah spoke, "Alright, but I think we already have a problem." Sarah reached into her bag, pulling out 'Advanced Potion making 6'. She opened it to the contents, using her finger to single out the sleeping draught. She turned to the page, her eyes glued to the ingredients. "Ok, I'm going to need an apple, which is the easy bit to get," Sarah began, whilst Fred and George leaned over each shoulder to see the problem. They didn't see anything out of the ordinary. "What's the problem, then?" George and Fred chimed. Sarah smiled slightly, and for a moment, the twins thought they'd convinced her. "We need one Newt's spleen, which I ran out of," Sarah replied, her smile gone. It was replaced by a look of determination, mixed with a hint of excitement. "But, I know where we can find one," Sarah added, her voice as low as a whisper. Fred and George glanced at each other in curiosity, hoping Sarah would go on. "What are you saying?" Fred asked when Sarah didn't say anything. She did snap the book shut in excitement, standing up and stuffing it in her bag. Sarah turned back to the twins, who were also standing. "We're going to steal the spleen from Snape - " Sarah began, but Fred and George already knew how this was going to go. "- We're in!" They exclaimed in unison, causing Sarah to laugh. TW // MENTIONS OF DRUGS, ALCOHOL, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, EXPLICIT THEMES ☆ | MAY 2020 ~ PRESENT | ☆

A girl who's spent her whole life constantly moving finally lands in La Push-for good. But the moment she arrives, she senses something strange in the air... something that might just help her stay hidden. °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Paul Lahote x Fem!OC

She came to Forks seeking peace. He found in her the pull he could never escape. Between instinct and choice, something ancient binds them both- a tether neither can break. When Maria transfers to the mist-soaked town of Forks for a quiet new start, she expects solitude, not the pull of something ancient and unyielding. Paul Lahote wasn't looking for forever-but the moment their eyes meet, the bond takes root. Now, instinct wars with restraint, and the wolf within refuses to stay silent. Bound by something neither of them can name, Maria and Paul circle each other in a world where love is both sanctuary and danger. Every look, every touch, and every breath deepens the tether between them... and tests how far fate can be denied. A story of quiet longing, elemental connection, and the kind of love that feels like destiny whispering beneath the skin.

Most believed Nurmengard had fallen silent after the duel that ended Gellert Grindelwald's reign. The fortress was said to stand empty in the northern mountains, a ruin swallowed by snow and time. But that was a lie. Behind its iron gates, the Ministries of Europe buried what they could not destroy. Grindelwald was not the only one imprisoned there. His most loyal followers, and, in time, their children, were locked away within its enchanted walls, hidden from a world that wanted to forget. The children of Nurmengard were raised in luxury that felt like exile, taught by tutors, guarded by Aurors, watched through every breath of their lives. They grew up surrounded by whispers of their ancestors' power, their every lesson tainted by history. To the world, they did not exist. To each other, they were family. And to fate, they were a promise waiting to be fulfilled. When their names are finally revealed, old shadows begin to stir once more. Secrets long buried claw their way back to the surface. The heirs of a forgotten war are thrust into a world that fears what they might become, even as destiny begins to pull them toward one another, and toward the darkness that has never truly died. Because legacies, like prisons, are not so easily broken. And in the echoing halls of Nurmengard, silence is never just silence. 💌 : ? 👥 : Adrianna Grindelwald, Valentina Rosier, Finlay Carrow, Carina Avery, Cyrus Avery 📚: Golden Trio Era Tik Tok : randomaccdontjudge1

"𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓉𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒶𝓁𝓁" ... Maisey Howell knew nothing of her prophecy or long lost brother. Separated at only one year of age, Maisey grew up in the care of her godfather, ignorant to her family. She showed great promise as she grew up, but worrying those who kept her hidden. Through isolation and ignorance, her saviors hope the prophecy changes... or did it only make it get stronger? ... § books 1 & 2 will be skimmed over to build character and friendship, book 3 will go into more detail, books 4-7 will be detailed as I see fit. § I only claim Maisey Howell (Potter) as my own original character, all other timelines & characters belong to J.K. Rowling. § Draco Malfoy is not the Love Interest btw ... Top Ranks: #1: Pottertwins (07/08/20) #2: Potterhead (08/28/20) #1: Potter (09/14/20) OMG THX #1: Dealthyhallows (09/20/20) ... start; 06/27/20 end; 07/13/20 editing; 08/16/20 - 08/21/20

Paige Daniels is one of the most bookish students at Hogwarts, while on the other hand there is Fred Weasley, one of the most rebellious people at school. What happens when a frying pan catches his attention?

Harper Nonemacker has transferred as a third year into Hogwarts. The reason for the transfer? She's a Legilimens. However, not able to control this ability and causing issues for her previous school, she arrived at Hogwarts to get some semblance of control over her mind. Transferring into third year Gryffindor house, she tries to keep her ability a secret from the ever suspecting Weasley twins. When the secret is finally figured out, Harper works to control herself. But when Voldemort returns to power, and potentially learns about Harper Nonemacker, a girl descended from the seer that prophesied his demise and her interesting mind, is Harper safe to exist? Is Harper safe from the hands of Voldemort? Follow Harper and her adventures with the Weasley twins as she experiences true friendship and learns to control her mind.

❝ how many more jobs... how long will it take... i don't know if i can do it. even if i could forgive myself, this is what I am now. and you'll never know who i was before. my past is my own. ❞ - n.r. COVERS CAPTAIN AMERICA : CIVIL WAR & BLACK WIDOW BOOK 2 in PLAN B trilogy BOOK 6 in LEGACY series ( COPYRIGHT! - aka - DO NOT STEAL! ) illisius Ⓒ 2018 & , marvel

'Before he could give it another thought, Dahlia had leaned up, kissing desperately close to his lips, the corners essentially overlapping. It was deep, lasting, her hands had found his neck, her fingertips grazing over his jaw. He leaned his head down, not wanting her lips to leave him, they were soft like he expected, warm against his stingingly cold cheek.' (Neville Longbottom x fem oc) (All of the characters beside my own belong to JK Rowling)

Being best friends with Fred Weasley means three things: detention, chaos and zero peace. Florence has survived years of pranks, secret passages and being dragged into trouble she definitely didn't plan. Fred is loud, reckless, impossible to say no to, and somehow he's also her safest place. Then fifth year hits, and everything feels different. Laughs last longer. Glances mean more. And Florence realises the worst possible thing she could ever realise: she's falling for her best friend. A boy who flirts with everyone, fears nothing, and would never, ever feel the same. Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content. "Since when did you get wise?" Fred shrugs. "Watching someone you care about come frighteningly close to not getting back up again tends to rearrange your priorities." I glance back at him then-and something in his expression softens, like he's relieved I'm still here, still talking, still breathing. "And just for the record," he adds, tone easy, almost offhand, though his eyes are anything but, "if a Dementor so much as drifts in your direction again, I'll personally see it launched into the lake." I can't stop the small laugh that escapes me. "You really think you can single-handedly protect me from every dangerous thing in the world?" "I'd bloody well try." I lift my eyes to his, properly this time. It's only then that I realise how close he is-how his whole focus is fixed entirely on me like nothing else in the room matters. And something aches in my chest-sharp and soft all at once. The kind of ache that reminds you you're alive. That you've survived worse. That maybe you're allowed moments like this. Highest Rankings: #1 in fredweasley #5 in fredandgeorge #5 in harrypotterfanfiction #10 in gryffindor All characters belong to J.K. Rowling except for the original ones created by me.