❝They don't want me.❞ ❝I do.❞ ↳ Charlotte Malfoy loves to rebel against her parents. Fred Weasley likes to rebel against, well, everything. Perfect, right?

Kalon /kA-lon/ (n.) Beauty that is more than skin-deep ❝In the dark depth of her steel gaze, you can see the brightest of the stars. She has magic in her eyes that even the stars envy.❞ "Blimey Fred, are you one of those anguished cursed poets now?" -And now, without much ado, we may present you the Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief Heirs- ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ∼ This is a work of fanfiction based on the work of J.K. Rowling. Everything in this book that you recognised from the Harry Potter series belongs to J.K Rowling. All of J.K. Rowling's characters are created and owned by her and I don't claim any ownership over them. This story is not part of J.K. Rowling's story canon, it's for entertainment only. However, I reserve all the rights over the character of my own invention, I do not allow any part of this work that is of my own invention to be reproduced and distributed. Any images and gifs in this work and cover do not belong to me.

Elodie. An innocent name, an innocent girl. She tried as much as she could to make everything around her happy. Mine. Flower. Golden. Those were the best three words Fred Weasley could describe Elodie Jian. Elodie Jian, (El-UH-dee), (Jee-uhn) Meaning, Flower. Last name meaning Simple; uncomplicated. She had such a rare smile. The kind only babies would smile to, animals feel safe around, and people falling more and more in love with. Her hair, was the brightest brown, golden in the sun. Her eyes were made of honey and the sweetest chocolate brown. There was absolutely no doubt, that this girl was beautiful. She had the most unnoticeable brown freckles under her eyes, and the most perfect shade of tan skin. Her looks weren't the most wonderful trait she owned. She loved all creatures, would even talk to them knowing they wouldn't talk back, but definitely listened and understood. She knew none in the world were 'evil', with a few exceptions of the dark lord of course, just misread. She cared for everyone. She was kind, and courageous. She was funny, never dull. When she gets sorted into the golden colored house, she meets the maroon colored boy. Golden girl, red boy. Perfect match, they thought. Some, more than others, knew, actually. The Hufflepuff and Gryffindor meet, grow, and love as a whole. Maybe they completed each other. Maybe they're what each other needs. ~ As you read on, you will find out the growing love between Elodie Jian and Fred Weasley, as well as read what family, depression, breakdowns, fake smiles, fake love, and magic is what makes Elodie, Elodie. ~ DISCLAIMERS: -Swear words are used in this story. -Some content may be offensive to some viewers. ELODIE AND IMOGEN ARE MY CHARACTERS:) < all other characters, as well as the Harry Potter plots, belong to author J.K Rowling. > Started- 04.20.21 -to- (discontinued) 03.18.22 #1 in Diggory 06.02.21 #1 in Georgeweasley 06.08.21 #1 in Weasley 06.02.21

Delphi felt it slip through her control the moment she looked at him, every carefully built restraint dissolving into something reckless and unrecognisable. He stood too close, too real, like temptation given shape - something warm and laughing that she had no right to want. And yet she did, sharply, helplessly, like a truth she could no longer lie about. He was her forbidden fruit, and she - tragically, hopelessly, was nothing but sinner in the face of him, standing on the edge of a desire she already knew she wouldn't be able to pretend away. "Fuck you, Fred Weasley," she cursed him. Then, she kissed him. Softly, like he might melt or flee at any given moment. · • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • · Delphini Black had always known she was different. Raised in the quiet, vigilant care of Remus Lupin, she had learned early that the world's rules did not apply to her. Daughter of Regulus Black, her last name was a legacy she carried like a shadow she could never shake. Her magic was ancient, distinct, wild, fueled by the weight of prophecies whispered before even the stars had been born. She was marked by destiny. Yet, despite the shadows that clung to her past, there were moments of light - fragile, fleeting, and achingly human. Among those lights were the Weasley twins, who had welcomed her into their chaos and laughter. She had laughed more with them than anyone else, felt the rush of belonging she had almost forgotten existed. But Fred Weasley... he was a tangle of affection and frustration, of longing and fear, a pull that made every stolen glance and careless joke feel like both comfort and torment. And when it burned, it burned - inside her chest, in her blood, in the way she could never quite look away, never quite breathe right when he was near. And perhaps that was the cruelest part of all...

[COMPLETED] *cough*finally*cough* "Come on, Fred! Give Rose the letter!" Ginny scolded her brother. "Oh, that!" Fred replied grinning. Fred walked over to me sitting on the sofa and kneeled down on the ground so that he was my height. He handed me a white slip of paper folded in half. I looked at Hermione, Ginny and Fred with a questioning look on my face. "Just open it already I'm tired of waiting!" Ron admitted, throwing his hands in the air. Hermione giggled at his comment. I shrugged and opened the letter in my hand, and read it out loud... In which Rose Stricker (a very sassy nobody) receives letters from a certain someone. **Contains Hinny and Romione... ~~ **All pictures used in the story are original artworks by me **Credit goes to J.K. Rowling for the Wizarding World of Harry Potter and all characters that are not originally invented by me **All Rights Reserved

P A R T O N E Electra was born to Sirius and Nova Black When she was young Sirius was convicted of a crime he did not commit, which would have left Electra orphaned if it wasn't for the Weasley's taking her in. She grew up with the Weasley's looking out for her, and during that time she found herself falling in love with one in particular Mature content Swearing and talk of sex I update this almost daily, and typically it's more than one chapter at a time Please vote and comment on chapters! I love reading what you all think I do not own these characters all rights stay with J.K Rowling

Everyone knew the cliché. It wasn't a secret. Cold hearted Slytherin falls for a warm and overly loud Gryffindor. That wasn't Beatrice's case. She was the cold hearted Slytherin, but the simple concept of love bored her to death. She had known love, yes. But not the kind he was offering. Love at first sight? She probably would have laughed on anyone's face who dared mention the most classic trope of them all. "Utter bullshit," she answered every single time. Until, it happened to her and struck her between her sapphire eyes like a stunning spell. Tumbling down everything that she had ever known and believed in. But she was stubborn. And so was he. Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic does not follow the events of the books and only contains certain aspects of it since it is an AU. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out.

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

"My Flower" Florence Lupin, the beautiful daughter of Remus Lupin. A spirited and funny, girl with a slither of sarcasm who has always wanted to attend Hogwarts. It is not until Flo encounters everyone at the Leaky Cauldron before her arrival at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry she meets with the one and only Fred Weasley. Is he really just the player everyone says he is or will this girl change his perspective on love... Parties with beer pong, lessons with sexual tension, possessive and protectiveness, hanging out with her new best friends along the way and forgotten exes causing chaos all wrapped into one story. Maybe even Fred Weasley might have an effect on this girl. *1st Fred *7th Fred Weasley *1st Ron Weasley *2nd Hogwarts *2nd Gryffindor *1st Fredweasleyfanfic *24th Wattpad *1st Leejordan

"He talks about you like you put the stars in the sky. He looks at you like that too." Florence, Fred, and George have been best friends since their 1st year at Hogwarts, always ending up in trouble together. In their 6th year, Florence decides to enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament. It's dangerous and lots of work, but luckily she has the Weasley Twins there to lighten the situation.