❛ i wish i could live without you but you're a part of me ! ❜ hermione granger x fem!oc © LARAEATSZOMBIES

"Hey, what d'you guys smell?" Sirius asked suddenly from behind me. "Cherries, vanilla and choc chip cookies." Then the distinct scent of James Potter suddenly hit me. "Gross, James is way too close, that's all I can smell now." I looked around and noticed James wasn't even there. I cursed myself internally, realizing he wasn't even within ten meters of me. "James went to get more ingredients, Y/N," Sirius informed obliviously. Then he realised. "Wait-" ~ Number 5 in #maraudersfanfiction - 15/6/2020 Number 1 in #maraudersmap - 18/11/2020 Number 7 in #snivellus - 18/11/2020 Number 15 in #discontinued - 19/11/2020 UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING

❝Kiss me!❞ // ❝Who the hell are you?❞ ⚘ It started with a kiss, and now they can't stop running into each other. ⚘ Timothee Chalamet x Reader

A series of one shots about how Remus tries to propose to Sirius.

"Who the fuck are you?" said the boy. "Who the fuck are you?" countered Faith. "I asked first." "And I asked second." There was a tense silence. And thenㅡ "James! There's a girl in your living room!" *** When Faith Potter gets expelled from Beauxbatons, all hell breaks loose at Hogwarts. Join Faith as she unravels secrets that were meant to be kept hidden, pranks that will leave memories and a journey of friendship and love. (previously known as little potter.) (non-canon compliant. this means i'm saying f*ck you to joanne and writing things my way.) Book 1 of the 'MISFITS' series. Written by @astronomyblues. #1 in SPELLS #1 in SIRIUSBLACK #2 in MARAUDERSERA #2 in POTTER #3 in REMUSLUPIN #4 in MARAUDERS #27 in HUMOUR #61 in FANFICTION #68 in FUNNY #768 in LOVE

"is it cassiopeia, Potter" she heard a rasp dance in her ears. "I think it is, Black," Estelle Potter had been away for 2 and a half years in Beauxbatons, miserably. Her parents allow her to join Hogwarts with her brother James but how will she act when she clashes with the one boy she didn't want to be with... Will she save him when he needs it most?

❝ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 '𝘙.𝘈.𝘉.'. "𝘞𝘩𝘺'𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘴. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦." 𝘌𝘭𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘸. "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴." ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ↳ In which Eloise Potter shows her nephew memories of the late love of her life. MY FIRST FF, SO DONT BE SURPRISED THAT IT IS VERY CRINGY & BADLY WRITTEN! #1 in #regulusblack (9/24/20) #1 in #potter (10/27/20) #1 in #moony (12/19/20) #1 in #blackfamily (1/1/21) #1 in #hogwarts (7/25/22) #2 in #wizardingworld (6/10/21) #7 in #hp (10/12/21) #7 in #jamespotter (7/25/22) #8 in #harrypotter (4/26/21) #11 in #siriusblack (1/6/22)

"You know, not all Slytherins are Death Eaters," Slytherins are depicted as stuck-up, conniving, Gryffindor hating Death Eater purebloods who don't share any compassion for anyone or anything. Well, most of them. Holland Lux is different, she's kind, caring, resourceful, determined, clever, loyal and patient. These qualities were what caught Remus Lupin's eye. But how could a romance between a Slytherin and a Gryffindor ever be? [ book one ] cover by mrsdavidtennant on quotev

Quidditch is an interesting enough sport, but not when my mind kept wandering back Harry's messy black hair, lightly brushing across his forehead in the summer night's breeze, or the way his eyes caught the light and seemed to be shining, or imagining how he would look without that blasted shirt on.... Within ten minutes, Ireland had scored twice more, bringing their lead to thirty-zero and causing a thunderous tide of roars and applause from the green-clad supporters, but I couldn't force myself to pick up anything else. What had Harry done to me? I had to sort out how I felt. I'd have more time later to do so, but I had to understand it. Was it possible - could I actually like him? I'd never thought of him in that way, he was my best friend, but I was friends with plenty of boys at Hogwarts and I'd never felt this way about any of them. As my eyes trailed down from his hair, jaw, and his lips to his chest covered loosely by his shirt, it hit me like a blow to the chest - I liked my best friend. 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒫𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇. ~ When Y/n's mother passed away and her father is convicted and locked up in Azkaban, her grandmother takes her in, raising her for her whole childhood. She was never one to shield Y/n from the truth, hence the reason Y/n knows about her past, the way her mother died and why she has a lightening shaped scar on her neck. The two things she doesn't know, however, is who the boy in the picture is, or why she didn't get her Hogwarts letter until she was 13. (I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, ALL CREDITS GO TO J.K. ROWLING. THIS STORY IS IN NO WAY BEING ASSOCIATED WITH WARNER BROS OR J.K. ROWLING.) *This story is built for a female reader, I apologize if this is not the kind of thing you are looking for* Year 3: ✔️ Year 4: ✍🏼 Year 5: ~ Year 6: ~ Year 7: ~ ✔️ - Finished ✍🏼 - Currently Writing ~ - Not quite there yet :)

What if there was another Potter? A sister perhaps? What if that said sister was the same age as her brothers best friends younger brother? Also, what if those said siblings loved each other but couldn't tell there older said siblings? Join the journey of Potter and Black, not James and Sirius but Kathleen and Regulus. * All rights belong to J.K Rowling * *ranked no3 in RegulusBlack 21/03/19*