A Slytherin returns to Hogwarts after years away, quietly living as himself for the first time. But Abbadon Thronvale also lives one second ahead of everyone else—and that’s the part no one can ignore.
In the glittering heart of the Capitol, intelligence is just another weapon. Caspin Vale has spent her entire life fighting for perfection, determined to win the Academy’s prestigious Plinth Prize and secure her family’s legacy. But when another brilliant student threatens everything she’s worked for, her carefully controlled world begins to crack. Coriolanus Snow is charming, ambitious, and far more dangerous than he appears. As rivalry twists into obsession amidst the rising spectacle of the Hunger Games, Caspin must decide how much of herself she’s willing to sacrifice to survive the Capitol’s ruthless games—before Coriolanus decides for her.
Draco is an Alpha. Y/n is an Alpha. At least, that’s what everyone believes. Draco wishes he were. Because the moment Y/n moves into his dorm, every instinct Draco has ever trusted starts betraying him. Some Alphas were never Alphas at all. And some bonds aren’t supposed to exist.
A group of dysfunctional Slytherins are forced to form a band for a high-stakes Hogwarts music project worth academic distinction credits. The only problem is none of them can sing. After Pansy suggests her friend y/n Belladonna as their vocalist, the six of them slowly build Saints in Static — a chaotic alt-rock band known for emotionally volatile performances that swing between screaming rage and haunting vulnerability. What starts as an assignment becomes something real through late-night rehearsals, creative tension, and friendships formed in the abandoned practice room they begin calling theirs.
A daughter of Hephaestus receives a call from an ancient forge capable of making imagination reality. As old friendships fracture and a forgotten power awakens, Casiana Crowhurst must decide whether to save the world she has—or rewrite it into the one she’s always dreamed of.
At Hogwarts, nicknames had a habit of taking on lives of their own. Most died after a week. Some survived for years. Ron Weasley’s had survived almost his entire academic career. “Ron the Munch.” To be fair, it had started innocently enough. The boy ate like he was preparing for a famine. Entire plates disappeared in front of him at alarming speeds. It was a perfectly reasonable nickname. Unfortunately, somewhere along the way, it had stopped meaning only that. The worst part was that Ron genuinely gave people very little material to work with. He was surprisingly normal. Annoyingly normal. Tall, broad-shouldered, perpetually freckled, and usually found somewhere near Harry Potter, a chess board, or a plate of food. And yet somehow the nickname persisted. Year after year. Rumor after rumor. Growing just enough with each retelling to become impossible to kill. Which was exactly how Hogwarts liked its legends. Some involved ghosts. Some involved monsters. And some involved Ron Weasley and a nickname nobody could hear with a straight face anymore.
Hogwarts is having a do over year for their students. One last chance to feel normal without the looming dread of an on coming war. For the most part it was, until their final health class. Most wizards and witches giggle at the mere fact of having to relearn something as simple as sex ed. Everyone expects for Harry and Y/n. Half of the golden quartet still secretly tired to something as simple as virginity, having so much of their time taken up with life ending adventures. What will happen when the pair realize they share the same secret. The same desire to get this done and over with already. The biggest question is will that happen before their feelings of friendship change, and who will cave first.
Y/n Belladonna is everything Harry Potter should hate. Manipulative. Cruel. Dangerous. Beautiful enough to make bad decisions feel reasonable. Their rivalry at Hogwarts becomes legendary almost overnight — vicious arguments, reckless duels, public humiliation, and tension sharp enough to cut skin. Then Harry does something stupid. He pretends to be her boyfriend. Now they’re trapped in a relationship built on lies, jealousy, obsession, and far too much touching for two people who supposedly can’t stand each other. The worst part? Harry’s beginning to realize Y/n Belladonna might actually destroy him. And he isn’t entirely sure he wants her to stop.
You would be strong, because he needed a pair of eyes. And he would be brave, because you needed a pair of ears. The packed ensured you’d be there for one another.
Y/N was not trying to ruin her life. She was simply sending a spicy, barely-there photo to Pansy Parkinson and the Greengrass sisters for “feedback”—Slytherin girls only, confidential, handled with discretion. Except she didn’t send it to them. Instead? It hits the main group chat. And suddenly, Hogwarts has opinions. Lots of them. Loud ones. And none of them are innocent.
Hogwarts had always been full of strange things. Moving staircases. Ghosts that floated through walls. Owls swooping through open windows. One more cat slipping between students’ ankles barely earned a second glance.
After catching you working yourself into the ground, your two older roommates stage an intervention—complete with stolen textbooks, shameless flirting, and enough innuendo to make concentrating impossible.
Nevermore is quiet after curfew—at least until two intoxicated students attempt the world’s least convincing sneak back into the dorms. What begins as one harmless night in Jericho quickly unravels into whispered laughter, wandering tendrils, and the world’s worst attempt at sneaking back into Evermore. Y/n has never been so grateful the darkness can hide a blush.
Everyone remembers Voldemort. Few remember Tom Riddle. Thrown into the past with the fate of the wizarding world hanging in the balance, one student is forced to confront a question history never answered: what if Voldemort wasn’t inevitable?
When a Gryffindor girl takes the blame for one of the Weasley twins’ pranks, she accidentally signs herself up for years of friendship, laughter, and one very inconvenient crush.
Some souls leave echoes behind. Others are born sharing them. Everyone at Hogwarts knows Ominis Gaunt. Nobody knows his sister. That is about to become a problem.