Ravenclaw Stories

"You're absolutely infuriating." He breathed out, pressing her body against the bookshelf with his own. His dark eyes brewed with irritation, and another emotion she couldn't quite decipher. "Trust me." She said, her chest heaving with every breath as her lips centimetres from his. "The feeling is mutual." Updates are every Monday Highest rankings 5 in #wizard 1 in #tom 9 in #wizardingworld 9 in #wizardsandwitches 6 in #lordvoldemort 8 in #muggle 6 in #ravenclaw

❝ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜꜱ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʀᴇtᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ❞ ❝ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ ❝ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ɢʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ, ʜᴀʀʀʏ? ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 rebuilt from war, Harry Potter meets the one person who awakens something buried deep within him - a hunger, a devotion, a darkness. She was never meant to be his light. Yet for her, he would burn the world to ash. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | harry potter x oc | | harry potter | | the goblet of fire - the deathly hallows | | out of character ⚠ |

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." cedric diggory x oc goblet of fire.

They were supposed to be perfect. George Weasley, the boy who could make anyone laugh. Elsie Longbottom, the girl who carried grace like a second skin. For two years, their romance ruled Hogwarts. But no one saw the cracks. No one heard the cruel words whispered behind the smiles. And when Elsie finally walks away, the whole castle is left asking the same question: if even they couldn't last, who can? 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Some magic is loud. Hers waits, watches, and shifts the world in silence. Aida Whitlow was raised on formulas and facts, not wands and whispers. As a Muggle-born witch in Slytherin, she's used to walking the line between brilliance and isolation-between the world that shaped her and the one she's still learning to trust. But in her fifth year at Hogwarts, with OWLs looming, dementors patrolling, and strange connections forming where she least expects them, Aida discovers that change doesn't always come with a bang. Sometimes it's slow. Sometimes it's sharp. And sometimes, it's quiet. (Part 1- Complete) (Part 2- In Progress) Top Rankings: #2: prisonerofazkaban #13: georgeweasley #2: sirius #1: weasley #6: snape #5: ravenclaw

Lyra Harrison has never felt like she belonged. Stuck in a house where she's treated like a stranger, she dreams of a life beyond Rosemere Avenue. But one morning a letter arrives... sealed with a strange crest and addressed to her, not the girl everyone prefers. A letter that will reveal a world she never knew existed... and a truth that will change everything about who she really is. (Owner of the characters and parts of the action: J.K. Rowling, Cover made with help of ChatGPT)

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 Eleanor Lupin hates her life. This isn't an overstatement. She's barely allowed to do anything, basically her parents are safety freaks who worry that she's going to get herself killed. But it's more than that. Elle's been conditioned to be oblivious, to not notice the signs as she grew up of the light bulbs flickering, the ornaments on the mantle piece shaking and the mirrors shattering because there's no way that she could have caused that, right? ✰✰✰ A story where a young girl discovers the lies embedded in her life by her parents and ends up being introduced into a world of magic, friendship and eventually 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 ⇒ Started - 29th August 2020 Finished - 18th October 2020 ⇐

In which she finds herself not so invisible anymore... or In which a young romantic is finally at the center of all she's ever daydreamed about...

"I can't just leave you to be eaten by a staircase or something." "The staircases eat people?" she asked in genuine concern. Fred stopped mid-step, blinked, then bursted into laughter. "No, no, that was a joke," he said, shaking his head. "You really are new." - Jody Archer, a bright and curious witch from the Asian part of the wizarding world transfers school from Mahoutokoro to Hogwarts. Cousin to Hermione Granger and a friend to the Golden Trio, she witnesses mischief, chaos, and danger unfold right before her eyes while trying to navigate and fit into a place she was new to. Amid enchanted corridors, her world collides with Fred Weasley, whose laughter, pranks, and bold charm stand in sharp contrast towards her naive demeanor.

"You're my weakness Eveline, and my only strength." A secret bond. A forbidden path. In the shadow of a rising darkness, Eveline Blackwater learns that loyalty can break you-and love can remake you.

Kassidy Stark is just your average nepo baby, with her father being the famous Tony Stark, her life is practically perfect. Everyday is an adventure especially when she is accepted into Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardary. Can she successfully navigate school life and her dad's new found superhero persona?

♪·¯·♫¸¸ "𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸."¸¸♫·¯·♪¸ This is the Tale of a girl called Clara Sayre and a boy called Tom Riddle. A tale of childhood ties, dangerous destinies, and the quiet love that was bound to change everything... but didn't. She meets him long before Hogwarts - in the orphanage that shaped them both. Two children with , Two quiet kids with too many secrets and shadows that cling to them. Drawn together by a bond neither of them can fully name. She calls what they have friendship. Tom calls it an accomplice. Either way, they become inseparable. At Hogwarts, their bond only sharpens. Where others fear him, she understands him. Where she shines with warmth, he glows with darkness. Together they navigate magic, ambition, and the fragile line between brilliance and danger. There are mistakes, fights, late-night whispers, soft comforts, cuddles, and promises he almost believes he can keep. For a moment, Tom Riddle seems changed - less hungry for power, less obsessed with eternity. But you see, life isn't kind like that, No. Not all Stories have Happy Endings. Oh Yes, A Very Cruel twist of Fate sees to that. Not all stories choose happy endings.

Haleigh Lily Potter-Lupin. Draco Lucius Malfoy. The two were destined for opposition. But destiny is child's play when you can go manipulate time. Just make sure you don't get lost...

Auror life was supposed to be simple: paperwork, field reports, and the occasional spell-slinging. But when ancient magic starts tearing open cracks across the Highlands, a former Gryffindor Prefect finds herself at the centre of a mystery the Ministry refused to explain. Someone is manipulating her assignments. Someone is watching her every move. And someone within the Ministry wants her ancient magic for themselves. Her friends can't help. Her superiors won't tell her the truth. And the only person who can protect her is the same one who vanished from her life five years ago - Sebastian Sallow. Alive. Hunted. And closer than she realises. In a world full of disguises, corruption, and old-blood feuds, she will have to decide who to trust and what to believe - before ancient magic consumes everything she has left.

Todos ya conocen la historia de los 4 fundadores de el colegio Hogwarts de Magia y Hechizeria, pero ¿Alguien conocen quienes eran ellos antes de eso? Los hermanos Pevensie eran realmente unidos. Peter, Susan, Edmund y Lucy tienen que vivir la brutal caceria hacia los seres que tuvieran un poco de magia en su ser. Y en medio de todo el caos, hubo una esperanza. La idea de crear un espacio en el que cada mago y bruja que cruzara sus puertas estaria seguro. Hogwarts era eso para ellos, proteccion. Esperanza. Claro que la proteccion tiene un precio, la esperanza se apaga y la incondicionalidad de estos cuatro hermanos pende de un hilo.

It all started because of a stupid prank. You hated Draco Malfoy, had done so all of your three and a half years at Hogwarts. He hated you just as much, and getting stuck with him under an enchanted mistletoe was anything but romantic. Yet, suddenly you're entangled in a mess of desire, and expectations, and feelings you shouldn't be able to have. - I first published this story on AO3 under the name A Mistletoe Encounter. It used to be an imagine (part 1), but then, as it turned into an entire story, I thought I should probably publish this on wattpad as well, so here we are.

Everyone in the wizarding world knows of the Blakesley reputation. Word goes around that they are a vile family, supportive of You-Know-Who even more so than the Malfoys. People fear them, but the Ministry never found enough proof to store them away in Azkaban. Astrid, however, is completely different from the rest of her family. She's a white rose in a bed of black vines. She only desires to please her parents - to make them proud. But with that comes great dilemmas. Astrid's father and mother require her to spy on the Great Harry Potter, who defeated the Dark Lord. During the school year, there will be a plot for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named to rise again, and she is ordered to help in any way she can - whether it's becoming friends with the enemy, or manipulating professors to gain knowledge on the sorcerer's stone. Either way, Astrid's loyalty will be put to the test. Will the white rose stay pure? Or will it bleed red in the black vines as each horrifying decision is made? ϟ [Follows Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone] [Book 1 of the V.A.N.G.A.U.R.D. series] I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, only Astrid, her plot line, and the Blakesley family, along with additional storyline that takes place.

"It was all for her. The trouble, the effort, everything. Some vision of himself that he put into loving Sherly." "I gathered he wanted to recover something... that had gone into loving her." ー

AMÉLIE The World Cup burned itself into my lungs that summer - smoke, silk, and the taste of fear disguised as champagne. By the time the Dark Mark carved itself into the sky, I'd already learned what my mother meant when she said image is everything. The year that followed at Hogwarts was nothing but proof. In Slytherin, lies were currency, and I learned to spend mine well. I smiled at professors I couldn't stand, charmed my way through lessons I barely cared for, and traded secrets like galleons. The name Rosier opened doors, but it also left blood on every handle. Somewhere between the Yule Ball and a hallway duel, I realized I wasn't quite my mother's daughter-or my father's, for that matter. But I was something worse. Something better. A Rosier who'd learned that venom only works if you know when to bite. HARRY The night sky at the World Cup had looked beautiful until it didn't. One minute it was fireworks and music, the next it was green light and screams, and I couldn't tell where the celebration ended and the nightmare began. Back at Hogwarts, everything was louder-cheers, rumors, my own pulse. The Tournament made heroes out of boys who didn't want to be, and monsters out of anyone who stood too close. I tried to keep my head down, but trouble never forgot my name. It just changed the way it knocked. There was a girl in green who smiled like she knew the end of every story before it started. Rosier. Sharp tongue, colder eyes. She called me darling once-right before telling me I'd die trying to be the hero. Maybe she was right. But I couldn't stop trying anyway.

Estrella always tiptoes around her brother Mattheo Riddle, she's learned to guard her heart - especially when it comes to admitting how much she cares for Draco