"You want revenge on Sirius. I want to make Lily jealous. The answer is too obvious, Merse! Let's date for fake!" ©papyrophobia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. HIGHEST RANK BY FAR: #2 in Potter Fanfiction FAN-FICTION + story created april 2017 + full synopsis inside

Book 2 Everyone knew the story of the Boy Who Lived. But many weren't familiar with the story of the Girl Who Knitted. Eleanor Ross knitted her way to victory, her knitted garments protected those who fought against the Dark Lord and his followers, and to think it all started with a prank. Back in their fifth year of Hogwarts, Fred and George Weasley attempted to unleash one of their pranks on the unsuspecting Hufflepuff, and when it failed, they were determined to figure out how Eleanor deflected every single one of their attempts. They discovered so much more. George discovered that knitting posed an actual threat. Fred discovered that behind the innocent knitting was a fearless badger ready to fight. Eleanor discovered that she fell in love with a boy who smelled like gunpowder and cinnamon. The war might have been over, but the adventure was far from it. Book One: Tightly Knit Book Two: Gunpowder and Cinnamon Book Three : TBA

James Potter is infatuated. Utterly and completely infatuated. And he isn't going to give up that easily. (James/OC) UNEDITED!!!

"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.

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]

Olive Lark was the most introverted and shy person you'd meet at Hogwarts. With a rather heavy addiction to writing and a small ring of friends, you would never find her doing something wild and crazy for attention. Ironically, she had one of the most unique abilities that would attract attention even if she didn't want to. Ollie had the ability to willingly, and sometimes unwillingly, alter her appearance, also called a metamorphmagus. Fred and George Weasley, the best and only outgoing pranksters at Hogwarts find themselves at the mercy of their own pranks when a mysterious black cat often messed up their tricks and turned them against the twins. Ollie would never had guessed she'd be the one to secretly mess with the legacy Fred and George are trying to leave behind with their pranks. She also would never have found friends in the most unlikely of places as a result of her feline antics. Being dragged into an adventure as dark times approach, Olive's writing addiction and metamorphic abilities become more than just altering her looks and writing the most thrilling stories.

Judith Wagner didn't want to talk to the dead, but the dead didn't really give her a say in the matter.

The tale of a Gryffindor prankster vs. a Hufflepuff prefect. All Rights Reserved. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling with the exception of my OC's. [PRISONER OF AZKABAN - GOBLET OF FIRE] [COVER BY @CarKann]

❝ mischief managed ❞ ❝ with you it's the complete opposite ❞ Emerson Diors didn't always like the Weasley Twins. Their pranks were unbearable. Their attitude left much to be desired. But after their first and second year, they taught Emerson how to have fun and live in the moment. Slowly but surely, Emerson grew to love them. In her fifth year, Emerson learned that she loved one of them even more. Disclaimer: I do not support the views of JK Rowling. She can go away, however most of the characters belong to her except for my OCs.

"we were so drunk on youth, tipsy on our love." ✧✦✧✦ [george weasley x oc] -all rights go to JK Rowling. [↝] = edited chapters