Roxanne Greengrass' life was always controlled by her mother. She never had dreams of her own. Her mother had decided her past, present, and future. Her future was to become the perfect Pureblood, the perfect image in the wizarding world. But there is one dream Roxanne always had, and that is to be a mother. Ever since she was a little girl, she always wanted a son. That dream came true earlier than expected, all thanks to James Potter.

― "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. ☽｡⋆

"Her blood is dripping onto the floorboards. She turns her head to the right and and sees that she's gripping Regulus' notebook. It too is smeared with her blood. She's not sure how she got here, but something in the back of her mind tells her what to do next. She steps forward and presses her hand to the tapestry. Hypatia gasps as powerful Dark magic rushes through her." AU. Fem!Harry x Regulus. *This was taken down for a rewrite. It is being reposted now, as I finish the chapters*

"She caught his eye again. Held it. Something twisted low in his chest. Merlin. This was going to be a very long year."

She was invisible. He was untouchable. Angelina Rose, a quiet and brilliant Hufflepuff, has spent years trying not to be noticed-by her classmates, by the world, by anyone. Especially not by Tom Riddle, Hogwarts' most talented, feared, and admired student. But when the two are paired for a long-term project, Tom finally notices her. Her innocence provokes him. Her kindness disarms him. As Tom's possessive instincts grow, dangerous shadows stir around him. A slow-burn, obsessive, dark-romantic Tom Riddle x OC story set entirely during his Hogwarts years, where destiny can still change-and even a serpent can learn to love. *I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters*

never knew how much it would hurt to feel. © taryn → harry potter series → ps - poa completed: 23/07/2020 cover & graphics by @bayports

What it's like to love someone completely different. ... They tell you: "Don't go with the wrong mix." In potions, a rule exists that if two incompatible ingredients were mixed, you could either blow up your cauldron or mess up your brew. It is apparent how two wrongs don't make one right. But there's another existing theory that states that in the art of potion making, if you manage to make two inharmonious things work together, then it might actually does. Just like them. He's the Gryffindor quidditch captain, she's the Slytherin's booksmart gem. A boy who is obsessed with quidditch and a girl who holds strong grudges towards it. How can they even get themselves to stand along each other and expect that they would work? [ Oliver Wood × Fem!OC ] [ BOOK ONE of the OA SERIES ] [ POA - DHA ] [ Completed ] [ ©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ]

When moon meets the sun. At Hogwarts, Calliope Genevieve Black, the calculating Slytherin Quidditch captain, and Oliver Wood, the fiery Gryffindor captain, share an unrelenting rivalry that fuels their every move. Both are driven by a fierce desire to prove their superiority on the pitch-Calliope, with her icy determination and perfectionism; Oliver, with his relentless passion and unyielding loyalty to his team. Each sees the other as an obstacle, a challenge to overcome, and neither will back down. Their fierce competition is legendary, but beneath the surface, there's a quiet, unspoken tension that neither fully understands. As the stakes rise, and the Quidditch Cup final approaches, their rivalry reaches new heights. What drives them? What secrets are they hiding? In a battle of pride, power, and ambition, only one can emerge victorious-but will their conflict stay strictly on the pitch, or will it evolve into something far more complex?

"What? No, of course not. You're joking right?" That's what Oliver Wood told Erin Evans when she had finally gathered the courage to ask him out on a date. He had stepped on her heart and didn't even seem to notice it. But this year Erin is going for team captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, so she'd for sure be on Oliver's radar. Erin wants to protect her heart from getting hurt all over again, but can she keep that up when Oliver can't seem to leave her alone? All characters except for Erin Evans are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. Includes LGBTQ+ themes/characters, but the main romance is a boyxgirl.

☆☾ Olivia Marat hates everything about her and her past. This is why she spends most of her time imagining herself to be someone else. She reads to escape, writes to feel something real, and daydreams until reality blurs. And she is close to failing her final year at Hogwarts. With solitude as his companion, Remus Lupin returns to Hogwarts to teach, hoping the familiar stone walls might offer a sense of peace-or at least distraction from everything he's lost. Little did these two lonely souls know they would find solace in stolen glances, late-night cigarettes shared by the fire, and the soothing rhythm of rain against the windows. What starts as an unlikely bond quickly becomes impossible to ignore. And even harder to resist. ☆☾ "It is when we love our sin that we are irremediably damned", Olivia whispers. The rain pours against the window. "Then it looks like I am", Remus answers, exhaling the smoke of his lips. Passion sometimes overcomes the forbidden. That's what makes it so tempting. ☆☾ #1 in lupin #1 in remuslupin #1 in tonks #1 in siriusblack