Hi, I'm Tuula - writer, daydreamer, and professional overthinker of fictional feelings.

I write Harry Potter fanfiction with a slow-burn, atmospheric vibe: quiet tension, sharp dialogue, soft dread in the hallways, and that particular kind of comfort you only get from candlelight, rain on stone, and a greenhouse that feels a little too alive. My stories live in the spaces between canon scenes - staff-room silences, late-night patrols, and the kind of loyalty that never announces itself.

And when I'm not haunting Hogwarts, I'm writing original psychothriller / horror: the kind that starts subtle, creeps under your skin, and only shows its teeth when it's too late - fractured minds, wrong instincts, quiet streets that aren't quite safe, and endings that leave a bruise.

Expect:

character-driven writing

introspective, poetic narration

Snape-level sarcasm (occasionally deserved)

slow trust, slow healing, and moments that land like spells

psychological tension, dread that builds patiently, and horror that feels human

I'm currently working on an ongoing series set across the Hogwarts years (yes - continuations are planned and in progress), plus my own original dark fiction on the side. Updates happen when life allows, but I care a lot about consistency, tone, and making every chapter feel like it belongs.

If you like stories that read like fog and firelight - or like a calm room where something is very quietly going wrong - welcome.
Drop a comment, tell me your favorite scene, or just lurk quietly like a responsible Slytherin.

Thanks for reading. 🖤