fred and velma fanfiction

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

After getting separated from the gang in a eerily shifting cemetery, Velma finds herself alone and vulnerable. A horrifying Entity rises from a fresh grave—a bloated, intelligent corpse with a singular, monstrous desire. Using hypnotic, chemical fluids to cloud her mind and amplify sensation, it claims her in the cold, damp earth of its own excavation. What begins as terror melts into a drugged, forced compliance, leaving Velma to endure a visceral and degrading "courtship." As the chemical fog recedes, the full weight of her violation and the true horror of her new reality begin to dawn.

[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.

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.

In the grim depths of the One Piece world, where the Celestial Dragons reign, eight-year-old Francis, sold into slavery by his parents, finds himself in chains on the way to Mary Geoise. His life is a struggle for survival within a brutal system where people are nothing more than commodities. I will publish this story on RoyalRoad.com. More chapters at p@treon/kowak

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Lucas White never asked to be reborn. A clerical error caused him to die earlier than expected. As a result, he’s given the chance to be reborn. He only remembered fragments, a show he had seen years ago, a world of devils, angels, and power beyond reason. When he opened his eyes again, he was a child in that same world, in a small orphanage on the edge of Kuoh Town. He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t chosen. He just wanted to live quietly. Open to feedback. Will attempt to make adjustments and take plot recommendations into mind.