you’re dating Draco Malfoy—lucky you. The problem is, half school population apparently thinks they stand a chance with you. So, now they’re all slipping love potions into anything you touch, hoping you’ll ditch Draco and fall head over heels for them. Honestly, it’s almost flattering—if it wasn’t completely ridiculous.
Final year at Hogwarts becomes a Pureblood marriage battlefield, and everyone expects you to choose someone polished, powerful, and predictable. Then Ron Weasley panics, asks you out first, runs away before you can answer, and accidentally destroys the entire social order.
A private Slytherin girls’ group chat accidentally becomes a chaotic Hogwarts-wide gossip disaster. Everyone talks about you constantly, but no one ever added you—until one night, you suddenly appear in the chat, and the whole school panics over what you’ve seen and who you might actually like.
Draco Malfoy had spent years acting like he couldn’t stand you. One accidental photo later, that hatred started cracking in all the wrong places. Now Draco looks jealous when he has no right to.
You’ve walked these halls for centuries, each era a new face, a new name, but the same eternal game. You start as that frail, unassuming boy—a new generation’s target, letting yourself become the bullied outcast. The professors—some old enough to suspect the truth—exchange knowing glances, because they’ve seen it all before. They know what you are—an ageless creature, a vampire who’s mastered the art of blending in, waiting for your metamorphosis. You let the early years break you down—scrawny, quiet, insignificant—because you know what’s coming. By seventh year, the shift is intoxicating. Suddenly, you stand at the center—elegant, powerful, commanding a gravity that draws every eye. And every time you do it, it’s a rush—a surge of admiration that makes centuries feel like a heartbeat. Eighth, ninth, tenth year—every time you ascend, the castle forgets what you were, and you revel in that adoration like it’s life itself. Yet beneath the charm, the centuries whisper—this isn’t just a school
You arrive at Hogwarts as a seventh-year no one recognises, carrying a face that feels familiar and a voice no one expects to hear. At first, the songs everyone knows remain disconnected from you—until you speak, and the resemblance becomes impossible to ignore
Draco Malfoy accidentally sends a private rant about his partner to the wrong person. Unfortunately for him, that person is you. The messages are brutally honest, filled with insults about your personality, appearance, and the unsettling way you carry yourself through Hogwarts. Instead of confronting him, you quietly cut him out of your life entirely. By the time Draco realises what he’s done, every way of reaching you has already been blocked, leaving him to deal with the consequences of words
Five Hargreeves jumps too far forward and ends up trapped in the apocalypse, surviving decades in a dead world before finding someone impossible among the ruins. Together, you become each other’s reason to keep going, building a bond so deep that it becomes the only thing Five truly carries back with him when he finally returns to the past. But the world is ending again, and now Five has eight days to stop it while searching for the one person who once meant everything to him, even though they do not remember him at all.
After breaking up with Harry Potter to escape his shadow, you expect freedom — not a flood of attention from the entire castle. As rumors spread and everyone starts making their move, one person watches more carefully than the rest, waiting for the moment you’re no longer untouchable.
You were never supposed to survive this many timelines. The Commission knows it, their files prove it, and Five has finally been sent to make sure the mistake ends for good. But when he blips into your car during a firework night assassination, you are not where you should be, and your body dodges the bullet before your mind even knows it was fired.. what next..? (READ THE PREMISE PLEASSSSEE)
On an ordinary late-night walk down Main Street, you notice an alley you do not remember seeing before and, out of curiosity, step inside. At the far end, a brick wall gives way beneath your hand, a hidden street that should not exist, lit in soft gold and full of quiet, unsettling life. The ordinary world waits just behind you, but something about the air feels older, stranger, and far too familiar, as though it has been expecting you. The only question is whether you’ll step through, or turn back before it’s too late.
(Not my art) Harry Potter’s first year begins the same way it always does — a train ride, new faces, the promise of friendship — until a single choice quietly alters the direction of everything. One offered hand, one moment of hesitation, and the lines between loyalty and ambition begin to blur. In a house built on strategy rather than spectacle, alliances form differently, trust is earned differently, and power moves in silence.
Live through my Umbrella Academy DR: a Marigold-altered model with Atomic Morphing, rising fame, open romance, and Five Hargreeves watching from the edges because he remembers a future no one else does. (Read more about it) (basically Adam Eve’s power from invincible)
What starts as a private conversation between Draco Malfoy and Lorenzo Berkshire about who can get under your skin quickly turns into something far messier when Fred and George Weasley overhear it and silently decide to make the whole thing a bet of their own. At first, it is all teasing, pride, jealousy, and stupid competition, but Hogwarts has a talent for making bad ideas worse. Rumours spread, secrets slip, and the line between joking and genuine feelings starts to blur as Draco, Lorenzo, Fred, George, and Theodore all react differently to being caught in the fallout. With Harry, Ron, and Hermione slowly getting pulled into the chaos, what began as a ridiculous bet becomes a tense, messy game of rivalry, attraction, hurt feelings, and people realising far too late that you were never something to win.
(Check premise) Seven minutes should not be enough time to ruin someone. At a dark, crowded Room of Requirement party, the bottle spins through candlelight, gossip, and reckless dares before landing on you. Across the circle, the quiet Slytherin boy finally looks up, calm, unreadable, and far too prepared for what comes next. Inside the cupboard, the music fades, the space shrinks, and every second feels like a dare neither of you wants to refuse. Requests open
Nobody knows who is sending the voicemails. Nobody knows why they sound like Harry, why they arrive with no missed calls, no signal, and timestamps that should not exist. Nobody knows why every warning comes true, or why the recordings keep circling back to you like something has learned your name and is waiting for you to answer. Harry is starting to look at you differently. And somewhere between the static, the locked doors, and the voice that keeps whispering before anyone speaks, one question keeps getting worse: Don’t let who in?
Hogwarts had always felt easier with Fred and George beside you. They were chaos, comfort, and trouble dressed in matching grins. But lately, the jokes lingered too long, their jealousy showed too clearly, and slytherins had started looking at you like they were trying to gather courage.
Mlm— age gap with Draco Malfoy You’re the new professor at hogwarts, except you’re a guy.. this wouldn’t usually be a problem for anybody until a certain someone gets a little too focused in your class.
James Potter made his choice, and it was not you. But in the uncomfortable silence after the breakup, Regulus Black and Markene start orbiting closer, not competing, not rushing, simply making it clear that being left behind is not the same as being unwanted.
Inspired by the emotional pull of “Who Knows,” this story follows the ache of loving someone quietly while they never quite realise how much they mean to you. Lorenzo Berkshire has always hidden sincerity behind charm, flirting, and easy jokes, so when his feelings for you become real, you mistake them for the same playful act he gives everyone else. He notices the smallest parts of you, imagines impossible futures, and tries to say the truth in ways that sound casual enough to survive rejection. But after being misunderstood one too many times, Lorenzo begins to pull away, not because the love fades, but because he stops believing you will ever see it for what it is. Only when his attention disappears do you begin to notice the silence he leaves behind.
Draco Malfoy realises too late that you stopped waiting for him. What he remembers as private softness, sharp teasing, and almost-confessions, you remember as being left behind, hidden, and hurt in ways he never noticed. Now that you are calmer, quieter, and harder to reach, Draco starts trying to pull you back through old memories, only to realise they do not belong to you both the same way. For the first time, he understands that he did not lose you suddenly. He taught you how to leave slowly. Now Draco wants to apologise, prove he can love you properly, and stop you from moving on to someone better. But regret is not redemption, and wanting you back does not mean he deserves another chance. Song Affiliations— Yn: “Evergreen” by Omar Apollo Draco: “Back To Me” by The Marías
Fred Weasley has always been able to laugh his way out of anything, until he falls in love with his best friend and realises they might have feelings for George instead. What starts as a stupid Hogwarts rumour about Fred being “in his feelings” slowly turns into something quieter and harder to joke away. Fred still saves Y/N a seat, still makes them laugh, still cares in all the ways he always has, even when every small moment reminds him that loving them might mean staying beside them while they look at his twin. Song Affiliation—“White Ferrari” by Frank Ocean and “Earrings” by Malcolm Todd