A house-elf loving deatheater with mommy issues tricks the know-it-all gryffindor princess into falling inlove with him. What happens when he starts falling too?
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Regulus Black x Fem!OC
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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚
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Euphemia and Fleamont Potter had been battling to have children for years. They were both much older than normal couples who were having children. Neither of them minded that they wanted children so late in life. Truth be told, they didn't want children at all but one day something clicked between them. The couple had been trying for years to conceive a child and thats why they landed up where they were.
Sitting in a dimly lit room of a witches house.
"You want children so badly but what are you willing to do for that?" The messy haired witch asked the couple. "Anything." Euphemia said holding her husbands hand.
The witch who wore deep red robes and a blue headband nodded. "It could have dire consequences Euphemia" the witch said picking up a vial of black sparkling liquid. She took a small blade and pricked her finger with it. She unscrewed the bottles cork and carefully put some of her blood into the concoction. The black liquid turned into a deep purple. "Seers blood goes a long way." The witch said before handing the vial to Euphemia. "Drink it all."
Euphemia looked at her husband and he hastily nodded his head. Euphemia drank the potion and grimaced when the liquid went down her throat.
"Two children." The witch said as Euphemia and Fleamont walked out the house.
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Euphemia and Fleamont Potter had two children. James Fleamont Potter who was three years old now and Alexandra Euphemia Potter who was two. The two children we're playing in a park just outside the town where The Potter Manor stood.
Euphemia was happy. She had two happy and beautiful children.
"Oh those poor children." Someone behind Euphemia said. Euphemia looked behind her and there stood the same witch from all those years ago. "One destined to lose their life and the other destined to lose their love." Euphemia stood up and glared at the witch. "Excuse me!" The older witch spat.
"Your children dear Euphemia. The girl has a gift though. A gift like mine. Be prepared." The witch said before she vanished. Euphemia stood there shocked. She looked at her two children and ran to them before disapperating back into the Potter manor.
"We'll just make sure they are happy and that no harm will come to them Effie. We'll protect them." Fleamont said holding his wife as the two parents looked at their sleeping children. "We are selfish people Monty." Euphemia said, lips trembling.
"We're not selfish for wanting children my love." The man said.
"We're selfish because one of our children is going to have to know each one of our fates and not be allowed to say a word about it." Euphemia said walking out the door of her childrens shared bedrooms.
Fleamont sighed before closing his childrens door as they slept.
