Harry Potter found himself hypnotized by the one person he couldn't have. You were in his dreams; every night he did whatever he wanted with you, but then he woke up. He hates the way he loves and needs you. He needs you more than he should. He's willing to do anything for you; love made him crazy, but who can judge? You were extremely intelligent and a Slytherin of the highest order. The tension between you was always absurd, when you exchanged glances or even when you were in the same room. But that was impossible. His friends didn't like you, nor did yours (Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Astoria, and Daphne Greengrass) like him. You should have been enemies.
George Weasley found himself obsessed, awestruck, even dazzled, you might say. You'd transferred from Beauxbatons, and you had all the grace and elegance the school preached, but that wasn't what made you different in his eyes; it was the fact that he felt nervous and anxious around you, that you were seen as untouchable by the entire school, and that you'd been sorted into Slytherin. He was afraid of you; you were too much for him, but he wants you more than anything and will beg if he needs to, even if you're not even looking at him.
You were a little drunk at a Slytherin party, saying things you normally wouldn't. Pansy Parkinson was your best friend and was a lesbian, very popular with the girls. You've never been with a woman, but you want to try.
Harry Potter never believed in love at first sight, until he saw you walk into the Great Hall. Your grey and dark eyes destroyed him inside, and he vowed he would do anything for your attention. (Go to edit story for more information)
Draco Malfoy never believed in love at first sight, until he saw you walk into the Great Hall. Your grey and dark eyes destroyed him inside, and he vowed he would do anything for your attention. (Go to edit story for more information)
You are a transfer girl from Beauxbatons, very beautiful and who was sorted into Slytherin, and the Gryffindor heartthrob who used to get with a lot of girls, Fred Weasley, has been completely obsessed with you since the first day he saw you, forgetting all the others and just being with you, he even seems like a stalker and you don't pay the slightest attention to him.
Hermione Granger couldn’t stand you. You were a Slytherin, sharp-tongued and endlessly flirtatious, always finding ways to provoke her. She rolled her eyes at every smirk, every sly comment, every attempt you made to get under her skin. But even when you did nothing at all, everyone knew — you liked her.
It was the beginning of your final year at Hogwarts. You weren't expecting much, but you noticed that the shy boy, Neville Longbottom, had grown up, was stronger, and much more handsome. But that didn't make much of a difference to you, especially since he was from another house and was afraid of you because you were a Slytherin and very beautiful. But the Herbology teacher assigned you a pair-based task, and you had to work together. It was a simple task, in theory, to care for a plant, but it would lead to something much bigger.
You were a pure‑blood that girl once spent her childhood racing broomsticks with Draco Malfoy, his quiet first crush, until your family moved to France. Years later, you transfer to Hogwarts as a striking Slytherin (go to edit story for more information)
Fred Weasley had always thought of you as Ron’s little friend, someone he teased in passing, someone who tagged along in the Gryffindor common room with wide eyes and endless questions. For years, you were just that — the girl who laughed too loudly at Ron’s jokes, the one who always had ink stains on her fingers from scribbling notes. But now, everything was different.