Gryffindorreader Stories

Fred Weasley is your best friend, and you have developed feelings for him. You attend the Quidditch world cup with the Weasley's, who meet up with the Diggory's on the way. Cedric Diggory begins to take a liking to you, and, with the Triwizard tournament announced at Hogwarts, who knows what could come of this unexpected year.

Everyone whose blood was tainted by filth thought the pure happy, but are they really? Wealth and titles has long intimidated humans, who have learned to traverse the earth and harvest ridiculously its abundant riches with little understanding of what lies beneath. Most wizards have to earn the money for the sake of leading their life in a luxurious way, Through birth, some are born into great wealth while most are not. Since no one are given the right to choose their parents, those born into privilege are always thought of as "lucky." (Name) Fawley was born into wealth and privilege as all the other purebloods. Both her parents are important and influential members of the Wizarding World, and she has been raised in a manner befitting her rank. Everyone outside of the 'right sort' thought her lucky, but is she really? This story is presented only for entertainment purposes. I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, they are the property of J. K. Rowling. All the pictures used in this story are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. I also do not own you, the reader.

At seventeen, Y/N is top of her class, sharp with a wand, and even sharper with her tongue. Known for her intelligence and fierce loyalty, she prefers books over drama-until George Weasley crashes into her world with his crooked grin, late-night pranks, and maddening charm. They've been best friends for years-her, George, and Fred-a golden trio of troublemakers and unlikely study buddies. But as seventh year begins, something shifts. Long glances turn into stolen moments. Jokes feel heavier. And touch lingers longer than it should. Between N.E.W.T. classes, library hideouts, Quidditch chaos, and detentions-turned-confessions, Y/N finds herself caught in the kind of tension she can't read her way out of. Maybe falling in love was never about fireworks. Maybe it was always hiding... between the lines

!Coming Soon! Y/n Diggary is Cedric's younger Gryffindor sister and is an amazing quidditch player is best friend with the boy who lived, Harry James Potter; the two of them are best friends along with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, the four of them get into trouble while y/n and Harry realize that the feeling twords each other are much more the friendly... This story contains - fictional violence -mature themes -LGBTQ+ representation Highest rankings Started Thursday November 11th -

"so, how much did you bet on Blaise for me to go out with you?" Y/N asked suddenly, taking a sip of her butterbeer Draco's eyes widen in shock. he cleared his throat, "what are you talking about?" he managed to say Y/N smirked, "i know Blaise like the back of my hand." looking into a space, she added, "he broke my heart." • • • {in this story, the happenings of Harry Potter and his adventures, did not happen. they're all just a bunch of 17 year olds who go to Hogwarts. do note that i do not own the Harry Potter franchise, the credits goes to J.K Rowling for giving us the most wonderful world full of wizards and witches. but plot came from me. i havent seen nor read anything like this, so if you made a story like this, i assure you i did not intend to copy your idea. #2 on #dracoxreader #1 on #wizardsandwitches #1 on #jkrowling (not rlly proud of this but meh) #1 on #wizardingworld #6 on #xreader started writing: (in drafts), March 20, 2020 published: March 28, 2020 finished: September 15, 2020}

What if Snape had a daughter? What if she was a Gryffindor? What if she was more timid than Neville? What if her name was Lilith?