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putting smart women in terrible situations since 2026. 𓆙 morally grey men & questionable decisions ✧ slow burns, sharp banter, and complicated relationships ✧ fantasy • romance • angst ♡ stories I wanted to play, occasionally released into the wild. — sincerelygreen

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By day, you’re an eighth-year Slytherin. By night, you’re the lead singer and guitarist of Velvet Static, a rising Muggle rock band. Two years. Seven songs. Hundreds of thousands of listeners. Not one of your Hogwarts friends knows. Until eight familiar faces turn up at your sold-out London concert. And suddenly, keeping your two worlds separate is about to get a whole lot harder.

A most inconvenient confession — T.N.

❦ Theodore Nott has forty-three unsent love letters, one unfortunate drinking habit, and absolutely no explanation for why they’re now sitting in front of you at breakfast.

The practice wife — D.M.

❦ For three years, Draco Malfoy has loved you. For six weeks, he’s been engaged to someone else. His family calls it duty. His mother expects you to help prepare his future bride. And Draco? He seems to think he can keep you both. After all, what’s a little betrayal between people who love each other?

The indignity of wanting — D.M.

❦ Draco Malfoy has spent seven years secretly loving his best friend, two weeks watching someone else date her, and approximately zero seconds handling either situation with dignity.

A matter of preference — B.Z. 𓇬 T.N.

❦ It was supposed to be a hypothetical question. Unfortunately, Blaise Zabini has never missed an opportunity to flirt, and Theodore Nott has never missed an opportunity to tell him he’s an idiot. Now they’re both finding increasingly questionable excuses to monopolize your attention. Neither is jealous, obviously. Six years of friendship. One innocent question. Two Slytherin boys with absolutely no idea how obvious they’re being.

An intimate indiscretion — L.B.

❦ Lorenzo Berkshire has spent four years keeping one very inconvenient secret: he’s hopelessly in love with his best friend. Unfortunately, an enchanted artifact has decided that four years is quite long enough. Now you can hear every thought he doesn’t dare say aloud. And Merlin, that boy thinks a lot.

A terrible thing to want — B.Z. 𓇬 D.M.

❦ Blaise Zabini made one terrible mistake: he helped his best friend win your heart. Eight months later, you’re Draco Malfoy’s girlfriend—and Blaise has spent the last little bit falling hopelessly in love with you. Years of friendship. One very inconvenient desire. And a boy who’s beginning to discover just how selfish love can make him.

Strictly professional — D.M. ☕︎ ✦˚ ༘

Draco Malfoy has survived years of your friendship. Three days a week sharing an office with you might finally finish him off. Two desks. One Ministry internship. Absolutely no concept of personal space. Between stolen cups of tea, shameless flirting, inconvenient interruptions, and the occasional attempt at actual employment, Room 417 is about to become the least professional office in the Ministry. And Draco? He’s already decided he likes the arrangement far too much.

The shape of obedience — B.Z.

❦ For generations, the men of your family have inherited Thornmere Hall. You were simply expected to keep it running. When your younger brother is named heir to an estate you’ve spent years helping manage, your family expects congratulations, obedience, and perhaps a suitable marriage. Blaise Zabini, however, has never been particularly impressed by tradition. And some inheritances are worth making enemies over.

The art of being wrong — D.M.

❦ Draco Malfoy has never been wrong in his life. Unfortunately, a centuries-old portrait keeps painting futures involving you, his longtime best friend. His family suspects a wedding. Draco suspects defective magic. And the painting? Well, it knows something neither of you does.

The memory of us — T.N.

❦ three months in a coma. an entire year forgotten. and theodore nott, your best friend, is looking at you like you’ve just broken his heart. the worst part? you have no idea what you did. some things are forgotten. others refuse to leave.

In a relative way — D.M. ☼₊˚⊹𖣔

Twenty summers. One old photograph. Two childhood best friends who never noticed themselves growing up. At twenty-five, Draco Malfoy has everything he once imagined wanting. But beneath the familiar August sun, surrounded by photographs of the years gone by, he begins to wonder about the ones still ahead. And why, in every future he imagines, you’re still beside him.

The etiquette of deception — B.Z.

❦ Twelve weeks. Eight masquerades. One very inconvenient case of mistaken identity. Since 1791, the Veiled Season has offered Europe’s magical elite a peculiar luxury: the freedom to be anyone but themselves. When {y/n} receives an invitation to its notoriously exclusive winter festivities, she enters a world of gilded ballrooms, concealed identities, whispered scandals, and rules practically begging to be broken. And then there’s Blaise Zabini. Charming, insufferably handsome, and apparently under the impression that a mask and a false name make him unrecognizable. Unfortunately for him, {y/n} knows exactly who he is. The real question is how long she’ll let him pretend otherwise.

The anatomy of regret — M.R.

❦ Mattheo Riddle has made plenty of regrettable decisions. Finding a room full of other people’s regrets wasn’t supposed to be one of them. Especially when he discovers something belonging to you. Something you haven’t lost yet.