Matthias is a struggling writer finally able to move into his first solo apartment. He's thrilled to have a place free of roommates and siblings, even though the building is decrepit and is inhabited by an odd assortment of people including an intrusive neighbor, a little girl who wanders freely, and an overweight orange cat named Cheese. As Matthias settles in things begin getting stranger. Something vile is growing in the dark and it's coming from somewhere on the second floor... where Matthias happens to live. Author's note: this is me trying to get back to my roots: a character driven novella with horror elements. The story of people struggling against an inscrutable enemy, as well as the day to day trials of being poor in America. I have no idea how often I'll update or even exactly how this will all go down because y'girl is a panster. So strap in because this is the first draft and you all get to see it being born! Feel free to comment whatever comes to mind, and helpful critiques are always welcome.

Miguel and his friends are just weeks away from graduating high school. Everyone is looking forward to graduation parties, summer break, and the start of college; but not Miguel. Miguel is undocumented and the President has just initiated the largest immigration crackdown in US history. Now he must navigate a world in which his very existence is treated with hostility by the country that he calls home.

Molly Weasley sat alone at the kitchen table. The young house creaked and groaned as it settled into the ground. Her eyes cast downward, staring at the folded parchment in her lap. The impressive seal of St. Mungo's taunted her, tempted her to rip it apart and read the news she had been anticipating all day. But she waited. The grandfather clock, modified by the witch herself, suddenly sprung alive. A hand moved across two planes before settling on a familiar one. Arthur Weasley was home. She held her breath as he strolled through the door. His excitement clear on his face. Upon spotting his wife he all but ran to her and kneeled beside her. "Molly wobbles," he began studying her face for anything that meant bad news. In the most unlike Molly fashion she handled him the letter silently. Arthur gulped, his brow suddenly sweating and his hands shaking. He gripped the letter and pulled it open with haste. It took him all of two seconds for a wide smile to appear on his face. "You're pregnant," he blurted out, his voice barley above a whisper. Molly finally allowed herself to return to character. She grinned as tears grew in her eyes. She stood from the table, a small laugh bubbling from her mouth. Arthur's eyes suddenly widened as he read on. Molly's smile slid off her face in an instant. "Triplets," he mumbled. Molly's eyes furrowed, a hand coming to her stomach unconsciously. "We're having triplets" This time when their eyes met they looked in shock. Silence fell along the couple as the weight of the words settled in. Molly was the first to make a sound. Her gleeful laugh echoed in the silent kitchen. She drew Arthur close to her, gripping his shoulders as she hugged him tightly. He laughed too, tears growing in both their eyes. The Weasley family was going to grow from three to six. Triplets. SLOW UPDATES

Maddie has grown up without her mother and father, living with Remus Lupin. Her father is Sirius Black and sometimes she wonders if he even knows that she exsists, but that is the least of her worries. Her best friends, Fred and George Weasley, are causing trouble, but not just pranks. As Maddie begins getting older she starts to notice Oliver Wood as more than just a Quidditch captain, but how will she feel when she finds out George likes her as more than a prank-assistant?