not your average nextgen insta feed. // warning: may contain ships. // completed // highest rank: #12 in random

❝I'm afraid I'm about as cool as a rubber duck...❞ ❝ So ridiculously cool then?❞ ▬▬▬▬ Quinton Granger was very much like his younger sister, Hermione Jean Granger, well known for his studious nature among peers. However, there was a significant difference between the two, unlike Hermione, Quinton didn't possess magic. He was a muggle. Arthur Weasley has always been fascinated by muggles and their lifestyle, so when he meets Quinton one year as the older brother drops Hermione off at King's Cross, the two strike up a conversation about the function of a rubber duck. The two became fast friends and Quinton becomes a regular at the Burrow whenever his sister is invited over. Ginny is trying to come to terms with her feelings over the Boy-Who-Lived, who doesn't pay her any sort of mind outside of being Ron's little sister. Hermione gives her the advice not to pine over Harry, that she should look at other boys, although when Hermione suggested it, she wasn't exactly suggesting her older brother. It started off as letters between the two while Ginny is at school and becomes something each time the two see each other again. Plot credits go to the amazing Pseudonymphadora ❤ [CREDIT TO JANICE SUNG FOR COVER ART] [WATTYS 2018 LONGLIST]

Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs certainly feel quite accomplished after completing what they dub as the Marauder's Map. A map designed to show every classroom, hall, corridor, and even secret passageway of the Hogwarts Castle but also capable of identifying every person, ghost, and poltergeist roaming about. Or so they thought. It takes Elspeth Hayes casually strolling down the corridor one afternoon for the boys to realise that she's not showing up on the map and they want to figure out why. But Elspeth is not about to give away her secrets so easily, after all, a girl has to have her secrets to keep the boys on their toes.

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

Lyra is the twin of sirius black, they're inseparable and always hang out together with the marauders. But in her 5th year at hogwarts she notices that people have changed a lot and when her twin becomes a playboy, she starts to wonder what happened to his innocence. She also start to suspect that her friends are hiding something from her along with that she starts to fall for one of her best friends. I do not own any of the characters this is a fanfic of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter all rights to her. Unfinished and abandoned, sorry.

fall // fɔːl/ // verb // move from a higher to a lower level, typically rapidly and without control. // "Falling down Is part of life - getting back up is living." ~ Anonymous

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 .

"We're not who we used to be, we're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me." If there was one thing Lurapithia Dahlis was desperate for, it was an escape. Whether it was from the stressful and painful relationship with her parents, or from the stigma and assumptions her last name brought to her. While her hands were clean, her bloodline was full of covered crimes against muggle-kind. She wanted no part in it, but the only person who seemed to see that was him. A boy with scars and hope and small glances only for her. A boy named Remus, with a muggle mother who had a heart of gold. Never had she loved anyone so much, never had anyone loved her so much, and she wanted the world to know it. But if there was one thing she wanted the world to know most, it was this: she was not her mother. Remus×OC {Marauder Era} {Slow Updates} (I know the cover sucks but uh, don't judge a book by its cover teehee)

Thisbe Robinson only wanted something normal to happen to her life for once . This is proven difficult when her deceased mother was a wizard and her father has no clue of what to do with her. Already born with color deficiency and Insomnia, Thisbe thought that was all the heavens could throw at her. She was horribly wrong. Being thrown into the Wizarding world was the last thing on her bucket list. With the promises of help from her aunt, she expects to fly through her years at Hogwarts with no troubles at all. Though new complications keep appearing, mostly including the group known as The Marauders. The school pranksters. She undoubtedly has many grudges over them, but with an open mind she still accepts them when a certain Werewolf needs her help. Set during the Marauders era and progresses into the current Harry Potter era. Eventually a Remus Lupin love story

Since the time she was a young girl, Éponine Rosier has learned the importance of marrying a respectable pureblood and not trusted to make the decision on her own, she finds herself arranged in a marriage with a boy she hardly knows. Throughout her childhood, she's had very limited interactions with the boy by the name of Regulus Black, despite being in the same year and the same House as him. Éponine is the type of person that enjoys the quiet company of herself, filling her time with reading or horseback riding on her family's land and Regulus has been known to never go out of his way to be social. Fearful that the marriage will later on result in nothing but failure, the parents of the teens decide to force the interaction between the two. Éponine finds herself at Twelve Grimmauld Place the summer before she is to start her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, away from her family and home. Initially, their introduction is awkward, full of long bouts of silence and the avoidance of eye contact. They are nothing more than strangers. Yet, as time passes, words are exchanged, memories are created and shared. A love emerges between the two that was meant to be unbreakable. A love story meant for the books to be passed along for generations, however, it takes a tragic turn as the young lives are forced to face the darkness that wants to consume them whole. Cover @ -voidlegends