You find a Muggle magazine in Filch’s office titled “Are You Dating a Walking Red Flag?” And, predictably, bring it back to Slytherin common room to show your friends.
Down on her luck with nowhere else to go, a lonely girl reaches out to the only person she ever trusted. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. Or A story in which Chris Sturniolo doesn't know how to react when the girl he gave up on years ago calls him out of the blue. 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢
After a revenge-driven hookup between rivals sets off a chain reaction of misunderstandings, a girl who had nothing to do with the original conflict becomes the center of the fallout, as her quiet, unexpected relationship with one of the hockey team’s most volatile players is misread as part of the same revenge game—turning her entire social world against her while she tries to figure out whether anything in her life is actually real anymore, or just collateral damage.
You are sick with a temperature of 39°C. You text the Slytherin groupchat a picture of the thermometer. They insist it’s a pregnancy test. Now you’re sick and have to defend yourself against pregnancy allegations.
Eridani is a new student at Hogwarts in 6th year just like the Slytherin boys. Trying to figure out how to tell his friends that he has a twin sister and that she’s coming to Hogwarts, Draco accidentally adds her to their group chat.
Credit to @redvalentine for the kissing booth idea, I just flipped it. What do you do when a particularly pretty hockey player buys a ticket to your kissing booth
In which John Logan thinks the only way he can love you is to let you go. Logan knows you; He knows that you love adventure, travel, constant motion. He loves that about you. Unfortunately, he thinks the only way he can preserve his favourite part of you is to push you away so you don’t force yourself to settle down. For a man so in love, he’s awfully bad at asking your opinion first. (Inspired by Less by Olivia Rodrigo)
Dean Di Laurentis has never been good at leaving things alone—especially when he wants something. A Halloween night at a club introduces him to a beautiful masked dancer who catches his attention, flirts with him, and eventually ends up in his bed. The only problem? She won’t take off the mask. Dean doesn’t know her name. He doesn’t know her face. He doesn’t even know that she goes to Briar U. He only knows that she works at night. And he’s determined to find out what she’s hiding. (Stripper Y/N)
You know your parents. You know you’re mortal. You know you’ve never had a reason to question either. So why did Hera just claim you? Now you’re at Camp Half-Blood, surrounded by demigods who insist you’re one of them—and forced to confront the possibility that everything you knew about yourself was a lie. Because if Hera isn’t your mother, why did she claim you? And more importantly… What exactly are you that someone is so desperate to claim you first?
Logan meets a girl at a party, thinks “senior” means college senior, and carries on like everything’s normal. It is not normal. Now he’s caught between backing off, texting anyway, and pretending this is fine while his friends slowly lose their minds in real time.
Credit to @redvalentine for the kissing booth idea, I just flipped it. What do you do when a particularly pretty hockey player buys a ticket to your kissing booth Dean version
Seven students. Seven charges. One broken suit of armour. And Enzo swears he didn’t do it. Saturday detention in the dungeons was never going to be quiet. (Inspired by the Breakfast Club)
Hogwarts groupchat in 1926 You mean to text Vespera about your crush on one of your friends. Instead, you accidentally text the groupchat. Chaos ensues. —————— I am making this story as a place to put my new OCs of this era. Please let me know which ones are your favourite so I know who I should orient stories around.
The day she catches her boyfriend cheating, she dumps him without a second chance and heads straight to Malone’s looking for one thing: a rebound. Dean Di Laurentis—campus hockey star, notorious flirt, and walking commitment issue—seems like the perfect candidate. After all, he’s exactly what she needs… and nothing more. But what starts as an honest, no-strings arrangement quickly gets complicated when Dean realizes he’s tired of being “just the rebound,” her ex refuses to let her go, and the one relationship that was never supposed to mean anything becomes the only one either of them can’t seem to walk away from.
Hogwarts groupchat in 1926 You mean to text your secret boyfriend that you’re pregnant. Instead, you accidentally text the entire groupchat. Chaos ensues. —————— I am making this story as a place to put my new OCs of this era. Please let me know which ones are your favourite so I know who I should orient stories around.
The first time you break your wand, it’s an accident. The next few times? Well… Garrick Ollivander is rather handsome. One broken wand. One very handsome wandmaker. One increasingly suspicious series of accidents. He believes the wand chooses the wizard. You’re beginning to think you’re choosing the wandmaker.
You have decided that if everyone wants to play games with love, you’ll simply become the best player at Hogwarts. This year is an experiment. Not to find love—but to master attraction. Make them smile. Make them blush. Make them wonder. Then disappear before anyone can catch you. Based on the song by MARINA (@moon_y said they also did a story based on this song so go check them out too!)
I dunno what the fuck HD is, but Pomfrey just said I got 80 of them bitches. You text the groupchat about the diagnosis Pomfrey just gave you…except you don’t *really* listen.