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Hogwarts Group Project

An insane group chat is made after an Inter-House group project that literally no one wanted is assigned. Four houses in one chat. That project is NOT getting done.

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An insane group chat is made after an Inter-House group project that literally no one wanted is assigned. Four houses in one chat. That project is NOT getting done.

One of the girls makes a private group chat to “sort things out” with someone, but accidentally adds nearly every person in the year. The private sorting of grievances turns into public evisceration, and “sorting things out” begins to clearly mean “airing shit out.”

A game of truth-or-dare with the girls turns into discussing everyone’s ideal type. Nearby, the boys stop to eavesdrop, listening attentively. How cliché.

It’s Valentine’s day at Hogwarts.

Your lips are sealed, but you don't hold the key. A jinx renders you unable to speak until the one you desire kisses you. Thanks a lot, Ginny. —Repost.

Mattheo Riddle, a tattoo artist from across the street, walks into your flower shop.

A group of oddly-dressed students approach you, claiming to be “wizards.” They say you’re one, too. What in the world are they talking about?

Being the Slytherin Quidditch team’s manager is hard when the players are so… particular and eccentric.

No letters, no calls, no visits. It’s been radio silence from the Slytherins all summer. Then, Death Eaters attack Diagon Alley during one of your trips.

Draco Malfoy is… pregnant. Now, everyone in the group chat is trying to figure out how—and who the other parent is.

Tom Riddle experiences something impossible to him when he falls in love with a ghost. You’re the ghost, and he’ll stop at nothing to bring you back to life so you can be his. Doing things by halves isn’t his thing in the slightest.

Today is your precious birthday. Somehow, no one seems to remember. Candles are left unlit, waiting for this year’s wish to be made, with no one to hear it. I hate to do this to you on your birthday… Happy birthday, by the way.

You sign up for the school charity event, not knowing it’s a… date auction? Harry’s up first, and Draco has more than enough funds to piss Golden Boy off with a “lovely” date.

You've spent weeks trapped as a stray animal, surviving on the streets alone. Then, someone decides you're coming home with them. ❖ Please choose animal species and desired character(s).

You work at a gas station convenience store. With the store empty, you sit behind the register with a dark romance book open. You glance up momentarily as a biker, pulls into the gas station, curiosity piqued.

Your date to the Yule Ball cancels and bails on you just three days before the event.

A child clings to your legs, claiming that you’re their parent. The idea is absurd. When you look down at them, they resemble you strikingly. But, you’re too young, and you certainly don’t remember having a child. Whose baby is this? And who’s the other parent?

The Slytherins unexpectedly find out that you’re queer. And you find out that “bent,” meaning “not straight,” also applies to people.

You begin coughing up flower petals and realize that your little “crush” on a Slytherin boy has manifested into a disease. You try to hide it. You hide the petals, the blood, and most of all, the longing for someone who doesn’t reciprocate the love that you have.