fred and george fanfic

Harry Potter and The Rise of George

There are multiple scenarios and events in our lives that left impacts. They're difficult to forget. Anastasia has made multiple friends and acquaintances in her life. All of them were people she had to meet for a purpose. Some are merely to befriend them, while some in order to save them. She unknowingly left impacts on those people. She stayed Vivid in their memories. Anastasia Glasswater is a girl born in a world she knows of. With crucial memories erased before she could even understand her situation, she could only rely on what she thinks is a prophecy.

When Krystal reappears at Hogwarts at the beginning of her third year after mysteriously vanishing only a few months into her 1st year, everyone is questioning where she disappeared to. Krystal was behind in her studies and was being accused of running away and having something to do with Sirius Blacks' escape from Azkaban, but despite all the accusations and questions about her disappearance making the weight on her shoulders heavier, she stays silent, and if she ever tried to reveal the truth, the only thing she could do is wish she never made it back. (Fred Weasley x Oc) A Harry Potter FanFiction Credit to J.K Rowling I do not own any of the characters in this book except for Krystal or any possible Oc’s. and some parts in the story are gonna kind of follow the Original Harry Potter series storyline( which I also do not own) But y’all already know that lol (All rights reserved) Please do not repost anywhere please, I already have this story being published on Wattpad too, Thank you

She shifts her gaze to the table and hides her hands in the sleeves of her wide sweatshirt. "Follow your dreams. If someone doesn't like the idea, it doesn't mean you have to give up, there are many people who support you. Maybe she thinks it's a bad idea now, but in the future she'll love it." "Please, don-don't touch me". His hand falls next to his body as he takes a step back when he sees her begin to tremble. She had to learn to love pain in order to become strong, careless, without feelings. She was a wine stain on a white coat. She was something beautiful but incomprehensible, different from the rest who were the same. She feels a shiver run down her spine as her memory comes to mind. She felt her hands shock, feeling the blade cut her again, and the screams of agony could be heard in the bathroom.

[UNEDITED] [SLOW UPDATES] nocturne /ˈnɒktəːn/ noun a short composition of a romantic nature, typically for piano. [gobletoffire - deathlyhallows] [fredxoc]

Cute sketch of Fred and Hermione's school romance.

George is a five year - old boy who created a fantasy world inside his head because that´s the way he feels secure and protected. In this world, he met his favourite cartoon characters and shared wih them most of his time and he learnt more about them. One of the things that he learned is the real meaning of being closed with his family and how important they are in his life.

Yo names Terrence I'm reincarnater and I love adventures, I'm currently travelling with my system Steve. Steve:[Steve is a terrible name and you should be ashamed, AND WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO YOURSELF !!!] It's okay guys, Steve,can't hurt you he's a bit of a grump. Steve:[WHY DID I HAVE TO GET YOU AS A HOST OF ALL THE SYSTEMS IN THE MULTIVERSE!!!" Sush! Steve I have to complete the synopsis! Steve:[FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-] By our conversation you can probably guess I'm a dumbass. P.S/ Don't expect constant updates from the author, so this story will probably be rotting in your Library after the first three chapters./

Once her name came out of the Goblet of Fire, Eddy had felt her world crashing around her. Nothing mattered - not even Ron's jealous ramblings or the smug look on Draco's face, the same person who had tried to convince her for his sincere feelings for her. Now? Nothing but her life mattered. Her parents had put themselves between Voldemort and her to give her a chance to live, she would not squander it for the Light nor for the Dark.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"