"I'm feeling so impossible right now." "But I am the impossible, love." "Or maybe you're just someone who's immensely bored in Transfig that you reply to random desk vandalizing." Florence Price: Ravenclaw, punctual, bright. Straight grades with two brilliant friends who she treasures dearly. As she comes across a not so pleasant day, one sentence scratched on wooden desk leads to a whole conversation with an unknown person. Fred Weasley: Gryffindor, wild, creative. Extraordinary prankster with an equally brilliant twin brother. As he comes across a not so out of the ordinary day, one reply to a vandalized desk leads to a strange friendship with a mystery person. ::unedited:: please excuse typos and spelling errors, I write all my chapters either hastily or when I'm half asleep Highest Rank: #177 in fanfiction, as of 9/18

"I want you to teach me." "Teach you?" George repeated, incredulously, "Your parents are literally Quidditch royalty. I don't need to teach you." "Yes you do. Like you said, my parents, not me. So I want you to teach me, take me under your wing as your protégée." Elisabeth Branson never got along with her parents, two spontaneous role models of the Quidditch industry who are too immersed in their own careers. All they wanted for her was to embrace the stature built around their family name, and all she wanted was to scramble as far away from it as possible. But like any other child, who yearns a stable relationship with their parents, she tries to succeed when she is unexpectedly shoved in to the said spotlight of Quidditch glory. With this, she seeks the help of the infamous Weasley twins. And one of them caught her emotions completely off guard.

DISCONTINUED??? SORTA?? I started this as my first ever work on wattpad cos I wasn't ready to write a story/book yet. So I wrote a few chapters, but now I don't have anymore ideas for this story and I'm mainly focusing on other stories anyways. But if I come up with something I'll post it here anyways Thanks for reading! (if u did haha) To Fred from George Memories Letters No exact plot... Just letters and some other stuff in George's head... Occasional diary entry? My first piece of work so forgive me if it sucks.

To say that Oliver Wood had a slight obsession with Quidditch was an understatement. It was borderline unhealthy. He loved the sport, but he hated losing. While he hated losing to any team, there was one team he hated losing to the most. Surprisingly enough, it was the Ravenclaw team. But it wasn't for reasons that many would suspect, it was because of who played on the Ravenclaw team. Melanie Anderson has been playing for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as Chaser since her second year. What started off as friendly competition turned into rivalry as she and Oliver Wood made it their sole mission to have their teams beat each other every year. Oliver wants to win for the sake of winning, but Melanie wants to win just to see the frustrated look on Oliver's face because it's just so damn cute. Plus, who wouldn't want to hear the sexy Scottish voice curse their name?

"Hufflepuff gone bad? This, I've got to witness."