A small paved road in Diagon Alley leads to Potter's Herbs and Misc., where Remus Lupin buys his (surprise, surprise!) herbs and miscellaneous wizarding supplies every weekend. Only one day, he's met with a rather vexatious surprise of cigarette smoke and dreamy grey eyes waiting for him by the name of Sirius Orion Black.

sirius black accidentally texts the wrong number. completed in 2017, random periodic updates when i feel like writing one-shots, or it hits a specific number of reads

This is a Jegulus fanfiction. None of the art is mine. All characters belong to she-who-mustn't-be-named. ⚠️TW⚠️, to many things

"was that spur of the moment or...?" "i hope it wasn't." sirius can't bear to look at the darkened eyes of remus anymore because how can the life be drained that quickly? how can one second he be smiling and laughing in his school uniform at the stupid antics they'd get up to and the next he'd be looking down, not bothering to make eye contact? it's like watching a person turn to dust in your fingers. so being the bright person he is, he decides to take his best friend on a road trip and boy does he know where that'll take him. wolfstar road trip au 30.06.18 - 11.09.18 disclaimer: mention of abuse, suicidal thoughts and mental disorders. also, it is not the most well written AT ALL so just... don't say anything lol. *nothing but the plot belongs to me. all the characters belong j.k rowling.* °highest ranking: #1- imfine°

The instinct not to breathe underwater is so strong that it overcomes the agony of running out of air. No matter how desperate you are, you won't inhale until you're on the verge of losing consciounsness. Sirius knew that. He stood there, staring down to the black, cold water and pondering, would it be easier just to jump. He was on the edge, not just of the quay but of his own mind and sanity. The fall wouldn't kill him. The waves would. ... This is a Remus x Sirius Hogwarts years fanfiction I started writing a while back, in wich Sirius struggles with depression and suicidal thoughts. Remus tries his best to be there for his best friend, but his state of mind isn't the healthiest either. Contains triggering stuff, please don't read if you know you can't put up with stuff like ABUSE, SUICIDE, strong language or VIOLENCE. Also, all of this is based on the characters of the Harry Potter series. The cover picture is from tumblr and I added the name of this fic on it, so I do not own it. All of this is written by me, partly based on some of the events from my own life and suicidal thoughts I've had a long time ago, so please don't copy the storyline as it's partly very personal. Hope you'll like it

Maybe if Sirius Black wished for it hard enough, Remus Lupin would be his. If only his family wasn't caught up in an old rivalry resurfacing... (Marauders era Hogwarts reimagined with no Voldy cause... no one wants Voldy messing with the boys - I just want them to have the happy ending they deserve) WARNING : GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, SELF-HARM AND MENTIONS OF SUICIDAL TENDENCIES. If you're going through tough times, or fighting depression or a similar mental disorder, please be safe ♡ Highest ranking : #2 in wolfstar

I don't hate you Padfoot I really don't hate you Moony

The hunt for the horcruxes is on and not going for the golden trios favor, so they decided to bring someone back from the dead, someone who has the experience for hunting horcruxes, someone who did not deserve to die how he did, someone who was the first to discover about Tom Riddle horcruxes. Thought when strange and pandemonium events start happening and the key to them is in the past of the one who has be reborn and when ancient prophecies, werewolves, Assassins, an army of demons, and a rival as old as time and magic gets involved the trio (and more) start wondering if the dead, and the ghost they bring, should have stayed dead. AU: The beginning is a little wonky because this is my first story but it gets better as it goes along WARNING: This story is a SLASH Rated:M for mature Regulus/Male OC Character

THIS STORY DEALS WITH HOMOPHOBIA AND INCLUDES MATURE LANGUAGE SOMETIMES. RECOMMENDED READING AGE IS 16+! Regulus Arcturus Black was fifteen, when he started to see him in another light. James Fleamont Potter was seventeen, when Lily Evans wasn't his only interest anymore. ° ° {I don't know where I will be going with the story and if it will even come to more than a few short chapters. But I thought I give it a try.}

Golden boy, Lion boy; Tell me what it's like to conquer. Fearless child, Broken boy; Tell me what it's like to burn. (...) In which a very nosy James Potter notices that every weekend, when everyone falls asleep, Regulus Black sneaks into an abandoned fifth-floor classroom, and he can't help but try to find out what the little Black is up to.