"love is the fiction Black, you and i will never feel it. love is not for people like us," i spat. They hated eachother, y/n Rosier and Regulus Black. She was on one side and he was on the other, both protected by the dark side. She was best friends with The Marauders and he was best friend with Death Eaters. They were from the same world but took different paths, only to unite once again. *y/n x Regulus Black* *lowercase intended* *mature*

Eleanor Peters had spent most of her time at Hogwarts in the shadows. She liked to keep to herself and her studies, but felt most out of her bubble at home, where her neighbor had inevitably became her best friend. Although she would never be pictured with Regulus Black at school, they were inseparable back in their little hometown. One night however, with nothing but the moonlight lighting her path, she was dared to go into the Shrieking Shack...the most haunted building in Britain. Regulus who was naturally always the head of the antics advised her not to, but she disregarded his warnings and followed through with the dare anyway. That one summer night had changed her entire life, and when school started again a group of older boys who called themselves "The Marauders" were starting to cozy up to her in a suspicious way, doing anything they could to prevent her from sharing what she had seen on that night. Caught between wanting her normal quiet life back, and being thrown into a chaotic secret-ridden group, she struggled to maintain her friendship with Regulus Black. He hated his older brother Sirius, and she was stuck in a double life between the two. THE MARAUDER'S STORY

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮!" JUST IGNORE THE FIRST 12 CHAPTERS. THANKU The first twelve chapters are not important to the storyline or add anything to it. I disregard anything that's happened in them to be honest. They do not reflect me, as a writer right now, or this story. They will be rewritten after the completion of this story. art by duckshavefingerstoo - commissioned, regulus and ophelia

Every time Aria would finger his scars in astonishment, Regulus' body would tense and then shiver, sending electric tidal waves through his veins. Finally, he placed his shirt down, covering his wounds. The pair sat in an awkward silence, before an over-confident Aria once more spoke up; "You know," she began, "a body with no scars is like a sky with no stars, it's not pretty." [𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝑔𝓊𝓁𝓊𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒻𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝒸]

°* sugar and spice and all things nice *° [Marauder's Era AU] [Regulus Black x Hufflepuff! OC] [Canon Divergent]