Regulus' wand dug into her ribcage and Orion immediately stopped struggling. "You killed my mother." He growled lowly in her ear from behind as he wrapped his unoccupied hand around her throat and pulled her body flush against his chest. "Now it's my turn to kill you." FRIENDS TO ENEMIES TO LOVERS oc x Regulus Black

How do you get over the loss of a loved one? People tell you that it will get better. Acquaintances offer you words of support. Strangers who were never in your life before find it their duty to try to be apart of it and fill the hole the loss left. Yet, none of that works. Loss changes you until suddenly you aren't the same person you were before, as if those who passed were a critical part of you. And nearly no one can help you heal. Not for a while. Until one person finds their way into your life, one person who could change anything and everything you needed to change. Until one person finds a way to consume all of your thoughts so that none of the negative ones are left. Until one person takes the time to give you time to fix yourself, because God knows no one else will. Until one person loves you more firmly than anyone ever has and makes the stars seem dark in comparison to them. Until one person makes you love them, and every scar on their face, freckle on their nose, and imperfection that makes them even more perfect. Only then will you truly be healed. At least, enough to go on. ~~~ I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. This is simply an extent of her realm in my mind. However, I do own the idea for the story. Copyright 2016 to @moony_marauders .

*REWRITTEN/EDITED FROM THE BEGINNING STARTING AFTER CHAPTER 80* Every summer Mackenzie McGonagall was taught alone at Hogwarts. Once September rolled around she would always choose to go to her Uncle Aberforth's to be homeschooled and work to make extra money. She always heard hilarious stories from her mother about this group of boys who would cause trouble. Her mom would laugh and tell her how she would fit in with them perfectly. So in the beginning of her 6th year she decides to head to Hogwarts. She thought it would be easy, but one can never underestimate the Marauders.

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 3} It is a known fact that Crookshanks was helping Sirius Black to capture Pettigrew in his rat form, back in Harry Potter's third year at Hogwarts. But what if Crookshanks was a human just like Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs? What if she was James Potter's twin sister? And why did Dumbledore do almost everything in his power to keep her identity a secret from Harry? This is the forgotten story of Jenna Potter. *** WARNING: Mature and sensitive content ahead [Marauder's Era] [OC's age: 15-21]

♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ The Devaux Family were well respected and adored celebrities in the wizarding world. Made up of the French minister of magic and talented quidditch extraordinaires. Rosaleé Devaux... not so much When the model party girl is forced to transfer schools she could never of guessed what or who was in store for her. ♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♭ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚢 Remus Lupin x femOC ! Read at own discretion, terrible writing and dialogue !

I need to get away I need to get away I need to get away Helia Blacksmith and people had never got on. Her blank stare and chilling gaze were enough to send most of the inhabitants of Hogwarts scrambling away. She never smiled, never laughed, never cried and never screamed. The only remotely interesting thing about her is the curious way her enemies end up being discreetly punished and the fact that every night, without fail, she disappears out her her dormitory to who-knows-where. And the Marauders are curious. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are about to take on a challenge. And as Remus is dragged further into Helia's world, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Helia, the girl behind the carefully constructed mask and the stares wiped blank and the mystery. But Helia isn't going to make it easy for them to find her. She vanishes into thin air and lays traps and does everything in her power to eternally mess the the original Messers. But she can't help noticing one of them above the others. And in an internal battle she has learned to hide, what will win: her mind, that kept her protected for sixteen years, or her emotions, that have finally resurfaced after six? ///Cover by the fabulous @--feras ///

"You aren't a dog. There was a dog there a second ago." "Bark?" "Okay, now I'm convinced." Alex Fawley's real best friend has always been her camera. People are just... Not the same, however much they made for pretty pictures. Alex usually couldn't stand conversation that lasted for more than five seconds. 'Back to Hogwarts' was the soundtrack to her doom. But, like everyone else, she finds comfort in someone who can't talk back. Good news: It's a dog. Bad news: It's not a dog. She just doesn't know that yet.

Marauders Fanfiction || summary inside || - {} editing as of now because I was very young when I wrote this. All chapters will be changed soon and the book will then be updated again{} - Highest Rankings: #moony~Number 4 out of 1000+ #expelled~Number 2 out of 250 #ophelia~Number 4 out of 563 #padfoot~Number 4 out of 1000+ #beauxbatons~Number 6 out of 929 #siriusblackxoc~Number 3 out of 180+ |Cover made by me.| |All Rights Reserved| |12/24/20-?|

"SHE LOOKS AT YOU AND SEES THE STARS. YOU LOOK AT HER AND SEE THE MOON. IT'S SUCH A GODDAMN TRAGEDY BOTH OF YOU THINK THE OTHER IS LOOKING AT THE GROUND." - REMUS LUPIN TO SIRIUS BLACK ... in which arabella arroway and sirius black are two friends who keeps the population of hogwarts asking, 'why aren't they together?'

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]