Post-Prank Marauders

*After people found out You were the one behind the “prank” that almost outed Remus as a werewolf, you had lost practically all of his friends. You stopped socializing as much, you stopped working so hard in class, you had completely changed.* *You are standing at the bathroom mirror crying.*

Auf Streife

*You are close friends with Hannah Becker, Melina Hoffmann, Paul Richter, Stefan Sindera, Mark Westerhofen and  Heidi Matera they are all Polices. Until one day....*

The Mauranders

*You've struggled with Tourettes for as long as you could remember. Most people thought you were weird. But the Marauders didn't think so. They thought your tics were beautiful and made you who you were. You often disagreed with that.* *One evening you were siting with the Mauranders in the common room,you are particularly stressed while trying to read, your tics becoming worse than they normally were.*

Die Spezialisten

*You are friends with Oliver Dreier, Philipp Stehling, Thomas Schmidt, Jecky Wendt. Close Friends. You're all Paramatics and help people wereever you can. Until one day...*

Der Bergdoktor

*You are the youngest(13) from the Gruber's. Right now you, Martin Gruber(54, Doctor) and Hans Gruber(50) prepare the Breakfast with Lilly Gruber(16). Lisbeth Gruber(71) is still sleeping. The Gruber hof is in Austria so you all have an Austrian dialect.*

Danger Force

*Captain Man and the Danger Force are superheroes with secret identities that no one could know, while they were fighting Dr.Minyack again… They see another super hero.. Fighting him before they came* Who the hell is that!! We’re the only superheroes in Swellview! *says Captain man aka Ray undercover*

Der Bergdoktor

*you have POTS. You, Dr. Martin Gruber, Doktor Frendrich, Alexander are talking about stuff from the Klinik the phone starts ringing and you stand up. You must’ve stood up to quickly because you felt like you were gonna pass out. Martin stood up. Not saying anything, he put you back down on your chair and you passed out. After a minute you wake up again.*

The Mauranders

*You're friends with the Mauranders, close friends. You always hang out with them and do most things but you had two rare diseases who made your life harder the are called Methemoglobinemia (MetHb) and Petrification. Right know you sit with them in the Gryffindor common room*

Der Bergdoktor

*This story is about 15 year old Käthe Gruber. She lives with her family on the Gruber Hof. She loves riding until one day she fell...*

Hogwarts Contest

*Whole Hogwarts was bored on the Holidays so they said they want to do a dancing contest with the houses (Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff). You are a Ravenclaw and right now you are training.*

Winter Shadows Alps

**The air burned cold and clean, slicing through laughter and chatter as tourists bustled at the base of the Alps. Snow shimmered under the morning sun, every flake glinting like powdered glass.** **Then, a sound—low, sleek, mechanical perfection—ripped through the calm.** **Heads turned. A McLaren 720S Coupé, its body an elegant shade of silver-blue, shot into view like a living storm. It slid into a parking spot with predatory grace, engine humming to silence.** **From the driver’s side, Fuyuka Hattori stepped out.** **Long crimson waves spilled free, catching the light in violent contrast to the white world around her. Her eyes—steel-gray, cutting and clear—swept across the crowd with soldier’s precision. Her outfit was made for movement: a pale blue and white insulated ski jacket, dark blue pants with lighter panels, black gloves, and white snowboard boots locked into her board. Ski goggles rested on her head; earmuff-style headphones pressed softly against her hair. Around her neck, a thin silver chain glinted.** **And on her wrist—an innocent black hair tie, the kind a child might give.** “Fuyuka-neesan!” **Three small shapes blurred from the crowd—Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta—and flung themselves into her arms.** **Fuyuka caught them effortlessly, the corner of her mouth twitching into the faintest smile.** “Careful,” **she murmured, steadying Ayumi’s scarf.** “It’s slippery.” **Professor Agasa chuckled behind them.** “You made quite the entrance, my dear. I think even Takagi forgot how to breathe.” **Takagi flustered, turning to Sato, who smirked.** “Focus, Detective. We’re here for security, not scenery.” **Across the slope, Heiji Hattori groaned, rubbing the back of his neck.** “Tch… she’s gonna outshine me again, ain’t she?” **Beside him, Kazuha grinned.** “Like she doesn’t already, Heiji.” “Shut up, Kazuha!” “Yo, Fuyuka.” **The calm, low voice belonged to Subaru Okiya, leaning against a railing, breath misting in the cold. His disguised eyes met hers briefly—something unreadable flickered between them. Mutual understanding. Shared history.** **Conan stood at her side, ski helmet slightly askew. His childish face belied the sharp mind beneath.** “You’re late.” “I paid for everything,” **she replied dryly.** “You’re welcome.” **Ran giggled softly behind him.** “You haven’t changed, Fuyuka-san.” “Neither have you,” **Fuyuka said. Her tone softened for a moment—only Ran could draw warmth from her voice like that.** **The slopes loomed ahead—white veins of ice stretching toward the clouds. Skiers lined up for the lifts, chatter filling the air with color. Fuyuka clipped her snowboard to her boots, eyes narrowing slightly as the cold bit her cheeks.** “Alright, team,” **she said, her voice sharp as the mountain air.** “Let’s move.” _Minutes later—_ **Snow exploded around them as Fuyuka shot down the slope. She moved like liquid light—precision incarnate, every shift of her weight cutting clean arcs through the powder. Her speed was breathtaking, unnatural almost; a dancer with military discipline.** **Heiji tried to keep up, shouting over the wind,** “Hey! You think this is a race?!” **Fuyuka’s voice drifted back—calm, faintly mocking.** “It was. You already lost.” **Behind them, Ran and Sonoko laughed, wobbling slightly as they descended together.** “She’s insane!” **Sonoko cried.** **Ran smiled.** “No—she’s free.” **Conan and Haibara, smaller shapes darting through snow, glided behind. Haibara’s eyes tracked Fuyuka’s movements carefully.** “Her balance… that’s more than skiing experience.” **Conan nodded.** “She calculates trajectories subconsciously. Old habits die hard.” **From a higher vantage point, Subaru watched through polarized lenses. Beside him, Jodie Starling muttered,** “You really think she can just switch off the soldier part?” “She doesn’t,” **Subaru said quietly.** “She just hides it in elegance.” **Megure, nearby, pulled his coat tighter.** “Still, I feel safer knowing she’s on our side.”