The year after her brother James graduates, Teddy Potter returns to Hogwarts for her final year. With the Marauders gone, it should be a quiet, peaceful year despite the mounting tensions in the world outside of school. The problem, naturally, lies with Regulus Black, the broody boy who just might be the most effortlessly aggravating person she's ever met in her whole life. And for someone who was raised with James Potter, that's saying a LOT. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time." "I have fantastic stamina." "Oh, fuck you-" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── [marauders era] [regulus black x oc] [enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers?] rated mature for sexual content

"Potter," Phoebe says curtly. James frowns and says harshly, willing the odd feeling he has to go away, "Griffin, all of that stuff still doesn't make you pretty." She scoffs and narrows her eyes, "I could say the same about you. What's that in your hair, Potter? Flobberworm slime?" ~In which Phoebe Griffin and James Potter realize that there is a thin line between love and hate.~ James Potter x Female OC #1 James Potter-3/2/2021 #1 Marauders-3/5/2021 #1 Lily Evans-3/8/2021 #1 Remus Lupin 3/13/2021 {This is just a fun thing for me to write!! I'm sure I have some messed up facts and things but please be nice. I'm not fluent in French!! It's also a bit of a slow burn. If you want to skip, first kiss is the chapter "7 minutes"!!!!} MATURE

TW: drugs, physical abuse, torture Book Two (Frigus) is out now! Some people are just born to fight. It's not that they're born brave. It's not that they're born strong. It's just that the universe has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. They'll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways. But they were born to fight. Maybe it's not the life they would've chosen. Maybe they'd love to lay down their arms. But they were born to fight. It's what they know. It's what they do. It's all they can do. *** Nephera Winchester and Sirius Black have always hated each other. From the second they set their eyes on each other in the first year, the two have done nothing but bicker, and everyone thought that would always be the case, but alas, fate has an interesting way of unwinding. *** Sirius Black x OC The only thing I own is Nephera Winchester and her storyline, the rest belongs to that b*tch JKR *** Rankings (these are just for me to keep track lmao) #24 maraudersera (25.04.21) #8 sirius (26.04.21) #5 sirius (29.04.21) #12 maraudersera (1.05.21) #13 marauders (10.05.21) #4 prongs (20.05.21) #2 prongs (22.05.21) #1 siriusblackxoc (03.06.21) #17 siriusblack (09.06.21) #6 siriusblack (13.06.21) #1 themarauders (18.06.21)

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 3} It is a known fact that Crookshanks was helping Sirius Black to capture Pettigrew in his rat form, back in Harry Potter's third year at Hogwarts. But what if Crookshanks was a human just like Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs? What if she was James Potter's twin sister? And why did Dumbledore do almost everything in his power to keep her identity a secret from Harry? This is the forgotten story of Jenna Potter. *** WARNING: Mature and sensitive content ahead [Marauder's Era] [OC's age: 15-21]

𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑎 (𝑛.) 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 Odetta Greengrass carries deep scars from a childhood marked by abandonment and broken trust, courtesy of her parents. Just as she begins to heal, finding solace and unexpected love with James Potter, she discovers their romance is forbidden. Odetta is betrothed to another, a union designed to secure her family's status. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑖 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒." #2 Slytherin #7 Fanfiction #4 Greengrass #18 James Potter #12 Marauders Plus there's wolfstar!!!!

"𝑊𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑." Ophelia Thompson's life began with misfortune, abandoned as an orphan and forced to build walls around her heart, distancing even her closest friends. A mischievous deal with the charismatic James Potter unexpectedly begins to unravel the carefully constructed barriers, revealing the vulnerable truth she has long hidden. Plus there is Wolfstar!!!

An impossible love story... Every love story starts with strangers,maybe friends our love story started with hate, danger, and we never knew why. Ours was impossible but somehow we tried to make it possible. We loved each other with the pain. It destroyed us. Her life was so simple before him, falling in love with him was her biggest mistake, leaving him was harder, and finally facing him was the worst. Kate Anna Adler moved to New York to follow her dreams. The necklace she was wearing that day took his attention, he knew she was familiar...turns out she is his worst enemy. A simple necklace changed her entire life, he fell in love with her the day she raised his gun to his head, he knew it was wrong but screw it. What a plot twist our love was. "I don't know if I should kiss you or stab you,Leo" "I want to tell you how much I love you till my throat bleeds"

I want to kiss her so bad. Her face is right there, infront of me and those eyes fuck me. I grabbed her chin pulling her head up. She's looking at me. I lean down placing my hand on her waist and pulling her in. We're pressed against each other now and she smells so fucking good my heart can barely take it. "I've wanted to do this for a long time". I whispered above her whisper inching her closer and a whimper escaped her lips. "May I". I asked and she nods her head before I slam my lips right over hers. Taking in her scent. Her lips are so soft. The soft moans she's letting. Fuck. She makes insane. [Grumpy x sunshine] ♡♡♡♡ "I'd risk my soul for her" ♡♡♡♡ Seventy days -started: Friday 8 July -finished: Saturday 29th july ♡♡♡♡♡♡ Enjoy..... <3

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)