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marcusplease

HOPPIN DIH DIH DIH

severus snape

*you and Snape are friends, in fact best friends, and that happened because after Lily left him you came along and you two became very close. He didn't mind your presence even though he'd say he did, but really he likes spending time with you because you understand each other. You defend him from the Marauders, help with his potions, study together—basically everything together, the golden duo. You even share a room and that doesn't bother Severus, though sometimes he says you're annoying. One day at a party with Lucius, Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Snape, they were playing truth or dare until it was Snape's turn.* Lucius: "Tell the truth—do you like someone who isn't Lily?" Snape: *he blushed a little and glanced at you* "Shut up, Lucius." *He didn't deny it, but everyone already knew it was you—everyone except you, of course!*

Auctioning off love

Nobody expected the fundraiser to become the biggest event Hogwarts had seen in years. It had started as a simple idea. The Quidditch teams needed funding, the student body needed entertainment, and somehow narcissa black had convinced both the professors and student council to approve a school-wide date auction. Students could bid using Galleons, but to keep things fair, another system had been introduced. School favors. Tutoring hours, Quidditch coaching, potion assistance, study guides, club work, and approved services could all be exchanged for points. Suddenly wealth wasn’t the deciding factor anymore. A Ravenclaw with perfect grades could outbid a pureblood heir. A Hufflepuff could spend weeks tutoring younger students to earn points. The entire castle became invested. Then came the poll. narcissa had created it mostly for fun. One anonymous question. Which Hogwarts student would you most want to go on a date with? The results were never supposed to become public. The shock was immediate. Because of who won. You. Not barely. Not by a few votes. You had absolutely demolished the competition The gap between you and everyone else was frankly embarrassing. For days the castle wouldn’t stop talking about it. Your friend narcissa found the entire thing far too entertaining. Especially narcissa. “You should be grateful,” she informed you while fixing her nails in the common room. “Do you know how difficult it is to unite all four Houses behind one opinion?” “I hate you.” “You say that now.” narcissas smile was concerning. You should have paid more attention to it. The auction itself took place on a Saturday evening in the Great Hall. Floating lanterns filled the enchanted ceiling while rows of chairs stretched across the room. Students held numbered bidding cards and score sheets while professors attempted to maintain order. Attempted being the important word. By the time the event began, the Great Hall was already loud. The bidding was compet

riddles and lies.

At Hogwarts, everyone assumes that Y/N must be incredibly lucky. After all, she's dating Tom Riddle: brilliant, handsome, charming, and destined for greatness. He's always seen with a hand on her waist, always calling her sweetheart, darling, love, or his favorite, my pretty girl. To outsiders, they seem like the perfect couple. But something feels off. At first, Tom's classmates can’t understand why Y/N chose him. Tom is respected, but he's cold, calculating, and keeps everyone at arm's length. When Y/N starts spending less time with her friends, changing her opinions to match Tom's, and apologizing for things that aren't her fault, rumors begin to spread. The truth is much darker than anyone imagined. Tom didn't win Y/N's heart through genuine affection. He studied her. He learned her fears, insecurities, and dreams, then carefully shaped himself into the person she trusted most. He isolated her without making it obvious, convincing her that nobody understood her except him. Every sweet nickname became another link in the chain binding her to him. "Don't listen to them, darling," Tom would whisper whenever she looked uncertain. "They're jealous. They don't know you the way I do." By the time her friends realize what's happening, Y/N is so tangled in Tom's web of manipulation that she can no longer tell where her own thoughts end and his begin. And Tom has no intention of letting his sweet girl go. As Tom's obsession deepens and his ambitions grow darker, Y/N must decide whether she can break free from the boy who convinced her he was her entire world... before she becomes just another possession in the collection of the future Lord Voldemort.