Athena Aurelia Black considered herself perfectly normal-thank you very much. Or at least, as normal as one could be with a mass-murderer for a father and a werewolf for an uncle. Whispers had followed her through every hallway, every classroom, for the last two years. But she'd long learned to walk through them with her head held high. As long as she had her friends, she'd live. Or so she thought. But when her infamous father breaks out of Azkaban and something ancient begins to stir inside her in the upcoming years-something dark, something powerful-Athena's carefully built world starts to break. And survival? That might no longer be enough. ____ "You're really pretty," "And you're still a prat," He laughs softly, his eyes crinkling in amusement. "And yet, you still kissed this prat," "I suppose even the greatest of seers can make mistakes," He chuckles again, his fingers tracing a gentle pattern on her waist. "Or maybe the great seer has a special weakness for idiotic prats," ___ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴄʏ. ___ 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 (Edited chapters have a ⏤͟͟͞͞ before them)

A Russian fugitive with power like no other. Though strong, powerful, and wickedly smart, secrets lie deep within her heart, mind, and soul, haunting her to this day. Those very secrets will chase her until they catch up to her. She may have thought that she left that life behind when she escaped Russia, but she will soon find that her past lingers just behind her, hiding in the shadows. A boy with veins as green as the serpents he has the power to speak to and a plan to become the darkest wizard of all time. Though handsome, charming, powerful, and annoyingly clever, he has a weakness. A weakness in the form of a petite Slavic girl with a talent for wagging her tongue and getting under his scaly skin. A weakness that he denies every moment and tries to be rid of every second. A match like this can result in only one thing. Pain.

𓆩✧ 𓆪 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 - ☾ 𝖏𝖊𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖘 · 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖘 · 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖘 ☽ 𝘼𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮 arrives at Hogwarts like a quiet prophecy- ink-fingered, sharp-minded, and silver-blooded. Her Ravenclaw brilliance glows cold, like moonlight caught in crystal. Her Animagus, a fox made of winter shadows, follows her in silent devotion. The Marauders orbit her like restless stars. 𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, all fire and loyalty. 𝙎𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙪𝙨, a rebel born from ruin. 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙨, quiet thunder wrapped in gentleness. Aurora is the axis where they all begin to tilt- toward danger, desire, and the kind of brilliance that burns. In a world of ancient magic, darkened hallways, forbidden constellations, and secrets etched beneath the ribs, she must decide what she'll become: a star to guide them or a shadow to consume them. ⟡ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢- 𝙤𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. ⟡

- ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ "You. Me. Hogsmeade. Tomorrow" Romie demands, leaving no room for objection. Regulus slowly lifts his head from his book, briefly wondering if he's managed to land himself into a similar alternate dimension, "Come again?" He mutters dumbly, ignoring the crude jokes from his friends, focusing intently on the determined glow of violet in front of him, "You heard me, Black. I'll be at the Three Broomsticks. Don't keep me waiting" ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Romie Lupin is fed up of her brother interfering with her love life because he's getting nowhere with his own, and seeks out help from Regulus Black. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

history repeats itself. james sirius potter x fem!oc harry potter next generation cover: "the lovers" by aseamlessbonds on deviantart not edited AT ALL. lots of grammatical errors and plot holes.

❝I'll be here whenever you need me. Always and forever.❞ ❝How about now and forevermore? It can be something of ours.❞ Harry Potter x fem!reader GoF - DH Cover by: @venusmalfoyyy 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐧-𝐨𝐟𝐟: Little Bloodsucker

Seven souls bound by blood, magic, and an unbreakable pact. Growing up under the shadow of a dark legacy that threatens to consume them all. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Matheo and Tom Riddle, Lorenzo Berkshire, and Delphina Gaunt have shared a childhood marked by whispered secrets and forbidden desires. Born into pureblood families loyal to Voldemort, they carry the weight of their ancestors' expectations-and the haunting scars of their own pasts. Delphina, a Gaunt heiress with a silent trauma hidden even from her family, stands at the heart of their intertwined fates. As their magic deepens and their bonds grow more complex, love blooms amid shadows-passion laced with danger, loyalty tested by betrayal, and the constant pull of darkness. In the halls of Hogwarts, where power is a weapon and trust a rare gift, the Bloodbound Seven must navigate a world where nothing is as it seems-and where the cost of love might be their very souls. Impressive ranks: #2 in slytherinboys - Aug 2, 2025 #3 in polyrelationship - Aug 3, 2025 #4 in lorenzoberkshire - Aug 6, 2025 #21 in pureblood - Aug 11, 2025 #150 in Ravenclaw - Aug 18, 2025 #848 in dark - Aug 13, 2025

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Frequent updates. Unique plot. Found family. Slow burn enemies to Lovers, Mature themes and plenty of action. "I see you've come back from hell," a small smirk played on his lips. "I'd like to ask, how was it?" "Charming," she answered as she replicated the same, taunting smile. "Lucifer's missed you." Theodore Nott x fem!oc Originally called "Heart In Notts" mentions & credits: @babynaomi (creation of Lorenzo Berkshire) @yasmineamaro (creation of Mattheo riddle) i DO NOT own the art in the book cover. i have just found it on pinterest. Read Trigger Warnings.

They were everything to each other once - three kids tangled in summer storms, whispered spells, and secrets buried too deep. Then Belle Nott vanished. No warning. No trace. Just silence... and the lie that she was dead. Five years later, she returns to Hogwarts - changed, guarded, and carrying a power even she doesn't understand. But to Theodore Nott and Mattheo Riddle, she's still Belle. The same girl who used to race them through the manor halls, laugh at the thunder, and hex portraits for fun. Only now, her smile is colder. Her silence is louder. And whatever was done to her in the dark... left marks they can't see. They don't care. She's home. And they'll burn the world before they lose her again.