[BOOK ONE OF MISCHIEF MANAGED SERIES] "Just look at her, James!" Sirius cried out exasperatedly. "Can't you see it? You're in love with her." He shook his head stubbornly. "No, I love Lily." "Get over yourself. It's always been Catherine, Prongs. Just look at her!" And so he did just as Sirius did too. And in that moment, Catherine tipped her head back to laugh at whatever Lily told her, and James realized that it was true. He was in love with a girl he never expected to fall for. But it wasn't only him, Sirius too realized he had fallen for her. ««•»» Catherine Valentine had it all. She was exceptionally kind, beautiful, tall, a mischievous prankster, had a loud melodious laugh, belonged to a rich family, could care less about blood status despite being a pureblood, and an exquisite personality everyone loved. Oh, and let's not forget the heart of a certain Marauder. Not one but two Marauders. Highest Ranking: #1 in Marauders #1 in Mischief Managed #1 in JK Rowling #11 in James Potter #61 in Sirius Black #20 in Remus Lupin

Throughout her life, Diana Greengrass was raised to hate all Muggles and Muggleborns, fear half-breeds such as werewolves, believe that Divination was a useless class, and to detest the idea of romance and falling in love. Although Diana never expected that all her beliefs would change in a single year. That was until she met a mysterious boy in Diagon Alley, named Remus Lupin. It was mysterious, because on their first encounter, only a few weeks before the start of their fifth year, Diana experienced something that terrified her: the moment she accidentally touched Remus's hand for the first time, Diana felt a cold and dark feeling rush through her body. Thinking that the mysterious boy had probably jinxed or cursed her, Diana ran away from him, unaware that the vision she just had was going to change her life forever.

In which he believes that he is falling in love with the feistiest muggle he's ever met and she believes that she is falling in love with the summer sun. (she's only in denial a little bit, okay? shhh) - james potter x oc with a healthy side of wolfstar

Evelyn Snape is a werewolf. (Just don't tell anyone). She's also the twin of Severus and both are best friends with Lily Evans, the redheaded spitfire. When Evelyn finally gets the opportunity to attend Hogwarts her 5th year, she meets the four boys that have been the cause of Lily's ire for ages. None more so than James Potter.

But Sirius still had a problem. He always wanted to touch Remus. Just any sort of physical contact. When Remus was laying in bed, Sirius wanted to crawl in too; every time Sirius sat next to Remus, he had to constantly remind himself not to run his hand over Remus' thigh; Sirius wished he could slip his cold hands under Remus' thick sweater and finger every scar that littered Remus' pale skin; Sirius wanted to caress every part of Remus' face as if he could memorize it by touch; and Sirius really wanted to know what the soft skin on Remus' neck felt like under his lips, Sirius wondered if Remus was as susceptible to love bites as he was. But even though Sirius wanted all of these things, he didn't try to take them. complete :) Please note that I do not own ANY of the characters in this story. Thanks for reading :)

E se i Malandrini viaggiassero nel futuro e si arraffassero un Iphone? Wolfstar everywhere. One-shot. Aggiornamento: ho scritto questa one-shot quando avevo all'incirca 13/14 anni ed è davvero imbarazzante da rileggere a diciannove; tuttavia la tengo pubblicata perché fa pur sempre parte del mio (terrificante, in questo caso) passato. Non aspettatevi nulla di scritto bene né di particolarmente intelligente/interessante. Credo sia la one shot più cringe che abbia mai scritto.

Bellatrix Serpeverde, unica erede della sua casata, discendente dal grande Salazar, uno dei quattro fondatori di Hogwarts; deve imparare a sopravvivere nel mondo dei maghi Purosangue. Il suo futuro è un grande punto di domanda, un po' come tutta la sua vita fin dalla nascita: i genitori avrebbero preferito un figlio maschio. All'età di 11 anni, nel 1971, inizia il suo percorso di studi alla scuola di magia e stregoneria di Hogwarts, dove la sua esistenza cambierà radicalmente grazie all'amicizia che nascerà tra lei e altri 4 ragazzini. - le streghe cattive sono le principesse che non sono mai state salvate - 06.07.2021 > #1 in grifondoro 06.09.2021 > #1 in anni70 27.11.2021 > #1 in oldgeneration 02.12.2021 > #1 in malandrini 06.12.2021 > #1 in black 11.12.2021 > #1 in siriusblack

After the craze of their 6th year, the Marauders were relieved to have spent the summer filled with mischievous adventures and a whirlwind of romance before their final year at Hogwarts. But what started with the likings of a brilliant 7th year, soon come crashing down after an incident none of the boys could have predicted... SEQUEL to No Control

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

Una versione della nascita dell'amore che diede la vita al bambino che è sopravvissuto, un amore che diede la vita per il mondo, un amore che ha impiegato più tempo a nascere che a finire. Un amore così potente da uccidere Lord Voldemort. tratto dal capitolo 35 -Ehi Potter, anche tu qui?- domandò lei sorridendo -Io sono ovunque ci sia la probabilità di vederti sorridere- rispose orgoglioso della sua cavalleria -Oggi hai deciso di essere Shakespeare? Insomma la poesia di stamani, questa tua uscita adesso- rispose arrossendo un po' -Io sono Shakespeare quando si parla di te- aggiunse portandosi una mano ai capelli come suo solito -Ma finiscila- sorrise nervosamente portandosi una mano al viso per coprire le emozioni