Marauders Era, Enemies to lovers, LONG and painful. "Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering" "Maybe in the next life we will have more time?" She frowned she wasn't patient enough to wait for the next life. She wanted him in this life. (short chapters) Highest rank: #2 marauders #1 Regulus Black

― "You are my ruin - and my salvation." ― Lilith Vale was born different - too sharp, too cold, and far too powerful for someone so young. Raised on dark magic and haunted by her father's death, she's spent her life searching for the spell that destroyed him... and nearly took her with it. Now in her final year at Hogwarts, she wears the badge of Head Girl like a mask. To the rest of the school, she's brilliant, distant, untouchable. But underneath, Lilith is spiraling - unraveling under the weight of secrets, survivor's guilt, and a hunger for knowledge that no book seems able to satisfy. Then comes him.. Tom Riddle - charming, calculated, and dangerously intelligent. He's the only one who sees her as more than a quiet storm. And the only one whose mind she can't seem to read. He wants to know what she's hiding. She wants to know why he's watching. Their connection is a game of power and proximity. A cold war wrapped in stolen glances and veiled threats. But something dark is stirring at Hogwarts - students are disappearing, ancient symbols are resurfacing, and Lilith is getting too close to the truth. To the truth about her father. To the truth about Tom. And to the truth about herself. Because some magic isn't meant to be studied. Some obsessions aren't meant to be survived. And some love stories are written only to end in destruction. ☽｡⋆

Lyra Black and Tom Riddle both desperately craved the same thing: to be rid of their old identities. However, they were as different as day and night. He wanted to be remembered... but she wanted to be forgotten. STARTED: 17 January, 2025 FINISHED: - My work is under copyright. I don't own the Harry Potter Universe, only the plot and original characters for this story. Please do not plagiarize. -

It was 28 June, 1979. The sky was bleak, just like the mood of Wizarding Britain. People were dying every second, innocent children were being dragged from their homes solely for their heritage, and so much blood was spilt that there was more blood than water in the soil. An 18 year old boy stood at the entrance of a cave, his hair swept back and drenched by the gusts of rain and wind. He was shivering because of the cold as the torrents threatened to knock him over, yet his feet remained planted on the ground. He was determined. He could do it. If his single act of bravery could help defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, then he would die trying to do what was needed. STARTED: 13 March, 2022 FINISHED: 20 May, 2025 - My work is under copyright. I don't own the Harry Potter Universe, only the plot and original characters for this story. Please do not plagiarize. -

there's venom in our veins, baby. REGULUS BLACK marauders era ©2021 middaydemon

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

101 ways to destroy your life when trying to escape reality - staring Juliet Lupin and Regulus Black Fem! Oc x Regulus Black Hogwarts - Post! Hogwarts AU Tw! under age Drugs, smoking and drinking. Discussions of rape and abuse. Attempted suicide and overdosing. Feminist topics. Depression.

Annabelle Potter Younger sister of James Potter shared lots of traits with her brother like her love for Quidditch and Pranks. But she hated being compared to her brother all the time. She was in ways better than James. She was Calmer and Politer than James. The main difference between the siblings was that one was a loud, outgoing Gryffindor the other one was Quite, Witty Ravenclaw. But the bond between the siblings was very strong. Regulus Black Younger brother of Sirius Black didn't share many traits except for their looks and the last name of course. Regulus too hated being compared to his older brother although it didn't have too many times. He had dark curly hair and Icy ocean blue eyes. The two siblings couldn't be more different Regulus love to play Quidditch and Sirius was not very fond of it. Regulus was THE SLYTHRINE PRINCE cunning and Ambitious whereas Sirius was the Brave, Flirtatious Gryffindor. Annabelle and Regulus were in the same year yet in completely different worlds. What happens when these two find themselves somehow tangled into each other's lives? What happens when the sparks fly and the two worlds collide? Keep reading to find out.

Josephine Potter has much more in common with Regulus Black that she ever would've guessed, than she ever would've cared to admit. And the more she learns about him, the more she doesn't want to let go.

'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she knew how to speak to. There's room for them to fix each other, and room to be perfect in almost every damn way.' The Potters; a family plagued by a troubled and unfortunate past of suffering softened intermittently with beauty and connection in it. Equally rivalled and celebrated, the girl's mere existence was one of the best-kept secrets in the Wizarding World. 🔭 GOLDEN TRIO ERA Older Sirius Black x Younger Fem! OC warnings: legal age gap, drug abuse and mature content started- 24.09.20, finished- 30.09.25