jeannie weasley

This is a fanfic story of how George Weasley and my OC character, Lily Snow, first met and how their relationship grew. Please enjoy reading this and if you have ideas of how I should make it better, please feel free to share them.

Around the year 2020 Ara Roxanne Black-Lupin is a sixth year student at Hogwarts along with the Weasley twins. She has great singing and guitar skills, that the twins and Lee could use for their band, "Trolls in the Dungeon". Will she agree to take part in the band? Will anything interesting happen between her and her boyfriend, Cedric Diggory? Read it to find out... DISCLAIMER: I absolutely love Cedric and will write fanfiction about him I just was in need for a character in the 6th year. Sorry about that.

This story is about a girl's journey and adventure at Hogwarts. In her first year of school she meets the Weasley Twins and from then on they have been the best of friends. They go on adventures together and get into loads of trouble. Althoigh she's friends with both twins later on she realises she likes one more than the other. George Weasley that's who

Thomas Michael Weasley begins his journey to make the Weasley family the best in the wizarding world.

WAKE UP AS RON WEASLEY IN WORLD OF HARRY POTTER, WHO JUST GOT ADMITTED IN FIRST YEAR AT HOGWARTS. SEE AS NEW RON IN HOGWARTS OF DIFFERENT FLAVORS .

Ron Weasley, a character most would believe to be useless. What happens when Alexander Wilhelm (An avid reader of fanfic) reincarnates as Ron, will he grow to be useful or will he remain stuck in a futile journey. -------------------------------- *First time writing a book, probably gonna be bad with it but will have to learn somewhere. English is my first language so, the language should be fine for the most part, or somewhat readable at least.* *I do not have or claim ownership over the characters of the HP franchise*

A dwarf who was born into an imperial family through whom the decades' prophecy that a king would rule the world would be fulfilled. Forthwith he was born, he was bestowed the symbol (sacred sword) of his destiny. The hatred of the world went after his life, but what does fate hold for him?

Ini berkisah tentang si model cantik bernama Resha Aurelia yang selalu terlihat ceria penuh kebahagiaan dalam hidupnya. Namun, tidak ada yang tau bahwa hidupnya bagai seekor burung yang hidup di dalam sangkar emas. Sampai pada akhirnya, ia memutuskan untuk berhenti homeschooling dan masuk ke sekolah umum. Bertemu dengan teman baru dan pangeran es di sekolah yang bernama Jeandra Pratama. "Jean, kita itu dilahirkan untuk menjadi nyata. Bukan untuk menjadi sempurna," - Resha. "Wajar jika aku merasa lelah, sebab aku juga manusia yang bisa berdarah saat terluka dan akan menangis bila merasa tak bahagia." - Jeandra. Story' by : Risma Devana Art cover by : Pinterest

Entah tidak sengaja atau memang sudah direncanakan, pertemuan demi pertemuan selalu terasa kebetulan dan di waktu yang tidak terduga. Untuk pertama kalinya setelah kejadian di masalalunya Jeane Ayu Claudia jatuh cinta pada seseorang, the best boy ever Rehanul Abid Pranaja. Lelaki yang kepribadiannya sangat berbanding terbalik dengannya. Namun Jeane terlalu naif karena ia meyakini bahwa laki-laki itu tak akan pernah bisa bersamanya.

The city of Worcester had been beset with rumours for many days. Some suggested that the King expected his friends to provide reinforcements from Wales, so he would stand and fight. But when they failed to arrive, the people begin to speak openly of anarchy, and of the chaos that would follow if His Majesty’s army was defeated. Everyone knew that Oliver Cromwell would then enter the city, and even the King was preparing for the end. Would the unthinkable happen? Could the Parliamentarian army blow holes in the walls of the city and let in a flood of half-starved, half-crazed troops, bent on pillage and punishment? In the great and glorious city of Worcester, the Royalists had grown soft living under God’s protection, but such was the instability of the times that even they could not bring themselves to believe that their destruction was nigh. Rumours crept like bad smells through the streets, especially when the stonemasons shoring up the city walls told of a mighty army of Parliamentarians marching towards the city. But the joy of war always talks better than it plays, although the prospect of a battle that could be won by bravura was enticing enough to attract a few adventurers. On the evening streets, the city had closed up like a clam. Those with enough money had already left, leaving the rest to make do with locked doors and badly boarded windows.