Postwar Stories

"𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘆｡" When Ruby Lovewell, a thriving magical fashion designer, returns to London to expand her business, she finds herself caught between the success she built and the life she left behind. Reuniting with old friends, facing unexpected changes, and clashing with the life she once knew so well, Ruby begins to wonder-does she truly know what it means to love well, or has she only ever known how to leave? POST-SECOND WIZARDING WORLD George Weasley x Oc

"In another life, it was you." Harry felt like he had lived two very different lives. His life and love were separated from the magical world for a long time, but not long enough. His children knew and loved Ginny, but she was not their mother; just as Harry loved her, but not as a soulmate. His soulmate was brilliant and fair with soft hands and a soft heart, and not a magical bone in her body.

George Weasley lost an ear, taking away 50% of his hearing. But after the traumas of the war he lost most of his hearing. He wasn't sure if his body just didn't want to listen to the echoes of his past or if it was just the dark magic that cursed his ear off. Nonetheless, the boy started to lose his loud self, becoming quieter by the day because he didn't want to explain to people why he couldn't hear or why he tended to talk louder or why they had to repeat themselves several times for him to understand them. Iris Menkem lost her voice during the war. She didn't know why, maybe it was from the screaming and shouting as she tried to protect some first years or maybe she just didn't want to talk about the war and say 'I'm sorry' everytime someone cried because they lost a loved one at the war. Nonetheless, the girl started to lose her loud self, becoming quieter by the day because she didn't want to explain to people how she lost her voice or why she 'rudely' ignored them when they were talking to her or why she carried her notepad everywhere all the time. She may not be able to talk and he may not be able to hear but she her silence said everything and he listened to it intently. OC x George Weasley Post war Fred is alive. I REPEAT FRED IS ALIVE! #3 in postwar (sept 10,2020)

George Weasley x Original female character

The Great Kurukshetra War is over. After 18 days of death, destruction, Annihilation, it is finally over. But for the victors, is it really a victory? After the war Arjun is in despair. Will he ever be able to get over the guilt of killing his eldest brother? Will he ever be able to know what kind of person his brother truly was? Will he ever be able to truly smile again after the war? Vrishaketu has lost all his family. And yet we know that he will eventually get close to Arjun. How will that happen? How will he able to ever get close to his father's killer?

The war ended, but the night did not. Whispers of Muzan's influence resurface, leaving behind fear, unanswered letters, and vanished lives. Is the Demon King alive once more, or do his echoes carry a new heir into the future? With truth buried deep and danger watching patiently, the world must ask-was Muzan's death an ending... or a beginning?

Harry moved to a Muggle town near London, trying to fit in the world he had left behind, and trying to find a new meaning to his life. He somehow ended up with a Muggle lover, an American wizard friend and a job as a nude model. Cuddle therapy also revealed to be more successful than any magical meds he could've found. or Harry found a Muggle as traumatized as him. Together, they heal, they love, they stay. [Cross-posted on AO3] [French translation coming soon !]

There had only ever been Sans and Papyrus, right? So when monsters make it to the surface, where did Cairo come from?

It had been six months since the Shelby boys and the soldiers of Small Heath had returned. In their return, Polly had gained her nephews but lost a dear friend. Rose had left the very day the boys had arrived home. She had a family of her own and brothers to welcome back after years at war. Rose left, as many a dutiful woman did, to tend to her family but she hadn't left forever. Not more than two weeks ago, Polly had received one of many letters from the friend that was more like family and this one carried the positive news of Rose's return to Birmingham.

Tied by Treaty [GaaNaru | Political Marriage AU | Slow Burn | Post-War] It started with a treaty. One summit. Two nations. Only leaders-and their spouses-allowed. Kakashi was single. So was Gaara. But Naruto? He was loyal, loud, and technically available. The solution? A fake marriage. A shared mission. A political performance. Simple... until Gaara played the role a little too well. And Naruto started wondering if "pretend" was ever the point at all. No one expected it to matter. But some ties run deeper than duty.

Mostly aot probably.....

Voldemort broke magic, but wizarding Britain has found a way to fix it: put couples through a magical courtship where they create new magic and then they perform a sex magic ritual to release their new magic into the world. A wildly successful initiative and, after 6 years, it's finally Harry's turn to contribute and, maybe, fall in love. Except, what are the chances of that when his match--his only match--is Severus Snape?

*Will Update Regularly* After the war, Hogwarts feels... off. Corridors hesitate. Rooms seem to listen. The castle behaves less like a place and more like a presence-responsive, temperamental, quietly observant. Harry Potter notices because he always does. He's learned to read silences, to stay with discomfort, to sense when something is asking to be seen rather than solved. Draco Malfoy notices because he can't help it. He lives inside restraint-precision, control, the careful management of what must not show. What follows is a slow, psychological burn: academic inquiry turning personal, observation edging toward intimacy, magic responding not to spells but to presence. Power shifts quietly. Trust accrues in increments. The castle watches. Resonance Theory is a post-war Hogwarts story about attention, proximity, and the kind of magic that doesn't announce itself. This is not a story about fixing, redeeming, or defeating anything; it's about what happens when two people occupy the same space long enough for something buried to begin breathing again-and what it costs to witness that without turning away. Post-war • slow burn • atmospheric • proximity • repression • magic that listens

~Fake Dating~ Hermione Granger is no stranger to scrutiny - but when her latest Ministry reform effort attracts hostile attention, the narrative quickly shifts from her work to her temperament. Draco Malfoy, still navigating post-war redemption and political survival, becomes an unwilling fixture at her side when the two are assigned to the same high-profile committee. Their proximity sparks speculation, media obsession, and a story neither of them agreed to tell. As reputations become leverage and perception outweighs truth, Hermione and Draco must decide whether to endure the roles imposed on them - or seize control of the narrative themselves. In a world governed by optics, some alliances are strategic. Others are dangerous. All of them are watched.

***UNDER EDITTING*** As a ranger of Gondor, Talion was slaughtered on the Black Gate with everyone he ever loved. However, Talion did not find peace in death. He was cursed, and resurrected, by a powerful wraith Celebrimbor, who reforged him into an undying spirit of vengeance. With their powers combined they dominated Mordor and forged a new ring to break Sauron himself. This, however did not come to be. Talion was betrayed by Celebrimbor and Eltariel, refusing to die and instead choosing to become one of the nine, preventing a horrible power from rising with his sacrifice. After being tortured by the ninth ring, he is finally offered peace of death and given back his feelings that he sacrificed to the shadow wars, including guild. So how was he ever supposed to resist a call for help, even if an unusual one?

He was the cruel and powerful son of the Dark Lord, known for his ruthlessness and unfeeling reputation. She knew this-of course she knew this. Everyone did. But what she didn't know was how far his humanity had already gone. She offered him her trust, and he shattered it the instant it became his. What he took from her didn't make her week. It made her dangerous. He stole the softness she was so desperate to protect. She became colder, sharper and more powerful then he ever was, forged by the truths of a past finally uncovered.

Strange occurances sweep through Hogwarts during the school's first post-war year, threatening the fragile peace students hoped to reclaim. Circumstance draws former rivals toward the same trail of secrets, where alliances blur and old assumptions shift. In the quiet moments between danger and discovery, something unexpected begins to take shape.

This is an EPIC: The Musical fanfiction! Here is the blurb: The king of Ithaca has finally returned home after his twenty-year long journey, ready to rebuild his life with the family he nearly lost. But home is not the end of the story - it's the beginning of a new kind of challenge. As Odysseus struggles to relearn peace, reconnect with Penelope, figure out how to be a father to a son who grew up without him, and battle against his own inner turmoil and trauma from his journey, the halls of Ithaca become their own unpredictable battlefield. "Ithacantics" follows the chaos, comedy, and heartache of a hero trying to navigate domestic life, divine interference, overcoming trauma, and the strange art of being human after becoming a legend, while also diving into backstories of well known and loved characters and the life of pre-Odyssey Odysseus. So, come along, old friend. I'm sure you know how this story goes - just not this part.

Draco Malfoy had always been the epitome of pureblood arrogance, but after the fall of Voldemort, the weight of his choices crushed him. His father, once the towering figure of fear and control , now became more worse in abusing him as he unleashed his frustrations on Draco behind closed doors. Lucius Malfoy's cold cruelty spared no emotion, reminding Draco daily of his perceived failures-of how he hadn't been the perfect heir or loyal servant to the Dark Lord. School offered no good. The students at Hogwarts, from the war, looked at Draco with scorn and contempt. Whispers followed him in the hallways, hands shoved him against walls, and even professors offered no help, silently allowing his torment. The guilt devoured him, feeding himself the belief that he deserved every ounce of hatred and more. The war might have ended, but for Draco, the battle raged on inside. He began retreating to the dungeons, late at night, where no one could see the marks he escape from the numbness consuming him. one day he decided to end it for good... (Alive Dumbledore and Snape because I don't know what the names of the other Proffesor's) Note: This is my first published story and I don't know how to warn things so I deeply apologize. The cover photo wasn't mine and also the characters but the story is mine. The characters are from the series or movie called harry Potter. Trigger Warning : this will have some topic's of rape, selfharm, depression, suicidal thoughts, bullying, abuse, death, etc .please Read with caution.... S.W.L. : B

Ladies and gentlemen, the canary in the factory line, Miss Twyla Singer, your victor of the Sixty-Eighth Hunger Games and the fastest victory ever! Twyla Singer should have everything. She won. Her Distrcit got showered in food, her brothers got a nice new home, she got to quit her dangerous job, she got a makeover, and most vitally, she got to keep on living. Something's not right with her though, something the Capitol replaced inside of her has stopped working. Nobody seems to get it. Nobody except for The Finnick Odair.