━━━ 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐎𝐍 " 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒾 𝒸𝓁ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓂𝓎 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉𝓈 ℴ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹，𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝒾𝓉 𝓉ℴℴ， 𝒾 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓎ℴ𝓊 " . ｡☆✼★ When the daughter of Regulus Black and the son of James Potter meet, no one could have foreseen their future together- a future of love, sorrow, loss, despair, and war. Two souls collide, and a prophecy sets into motion, one that will determine the future of the entire wizarding world. But before all of that, they were just two kids who fell completely and utterly in love with each other. ━━━ ･༓☾ 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☽༓･

Harry never knew his Father James Potter had a little sister. That he had other options besides living with the extremely vile Dursley family. Where Eleanor Potter becomes a professor at Hogwarts, beginning her journey in protecting her nephew.

Stumbling through the dark halls of this winding compound, it feels as though cold water hangs delicately in the air, frozen by the fear of the men lurking them. The grip around my arm halts me in front of a dungeon looking door. Wood planks stretch up it, complete with an iron door knob that I imagine would freeze my hand if I touch it. "Ready to meet the King?" my captor hisses in my ear as he flings the door open, shoving me carelessly inside. ===================================== In the dead of a winter night, Nova Questa makes a risky attempt to escape her violent foster dad. She instead gets far more than she bargained for, when she mistakenly witnesses something she wasn't meant to. Now Nova must face the most feared man in all of North America- Zivon Stransky. Few ever encounter Zivon and live to tell the story, but the recklessness and courage posed within the small girl does more than just intrigue him... Thank you guys so much for 80k!

Even when growing up, Elia didn't fit in with the other girls. They would dress up in dresses. She wore cloaks. They would cook and sew. She would throw knives. They liked boys. She liked bows. Elia was a bit of an outcast to her village, with her striking dark brown hair that was always kept back in a fishtail plait, and her light blue/green eyes that seemed to change colour in the light. She had no parents, and at 16 lives alone, and breathlessly waits each year to watch the dragons during the Week of Xanithar, admiring the way they fly, wild and free. This year is her year of testing, at 16. The first of the four dragon riders to get to the village can claim it. The moment that dragon rider sets foot on the ground of your village, the emblem of that academy is hung from the flag and any new dragon riders in their village are the new students for the academy. Each village has 4 new dragon riders, this is the way it has been for years. Male or female they are claimed and tested to find the four riders a week after. The challenge for the dragon riders in the Week of Xanithar is to claim as many strong blooded villages as possible. And now it's her turn.