Writing in a diary wasn't something that had ever appealed to Regulus; even the thought of writing down his every feeling like that brought about some embarrassment. But he was going to dwell on those thoughts all night regardless, so he decided in the end that there was no harm in at least attempting to purge them by committing them to paper first. The tip of his quill lingered in the cobalt ink for a moment before he made the first mark. A second passed, and Regulus watched in surprise as something new appeared in the diary, dark and cramped cursive words replacing his own. My name is Tom.

Regulus Black has a secret. Among the many secrets he hides, this one might lead to his end. He knows everyone's secrets, every hushed word, his gift leaving him with the knowledge of every hidden truth. But maybe that gift wasn't a gift, maybe it was a curse; a curse that powers his magic and rots his brain. People would call it an idiotic decision; deciding to try to take control over it. But Regulus Black was going to try regardless of what will happen. What will he do if the curse fires back, and starts to morph him into sick creature? What will he do when that one person, who is the sun in disguise, starts figuring his secrets out, one by one? OR Regulus Black was born knowing. __________ i do not own any of these characters. they all, unfortunately, belong to JKR.

On a cold day in October, Regulus Black asks James Potter to help him kill the Dark Lord. James is swept up in machinations beyond his comprehension, and before his eighteenth birthday he has a Dark Mark on his arm and an innocent death on his conscience. The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. New chapters are posted weekly. Cover Art Credit: silveryones on twitter

[I N P R O C E S S] '' Sometimes you feel incomplete, as if a part of you lied far away. You can neither be totally joyful nor drowned in sorrow ; you simply can't feel intensively or totally. Even the brightest, most mesmerizing and jovial person alive would become a ghost, lost in the shadows of their emptiness. Though, the funniest part in all of this is that sometimes, shadows and dark are what save you from drowning. That's how a simple dark obsidian lilac saved me from drowning. '' This is a marauders fan fiction taking place in their 6th year. A short story in James' pov about how he ended up dating Lily and Regulus. If you don't like it, don't read it. No hate comments will be accepted. This story does not follow cannons. I do not own Harry Potter, all rights reserved to J. K. Rowling (who i do not support and, as you can see, i absolutely don't follow her ideas or perceptions of this universe). Ships: Jegulily (James Potter, Lily Evans, Regulus Black) (main ship) , Wolfstar (Sirius Black, Remus Lupin), Dorlene (Dorcas Meadows, Marlene McKinnon) Cw: slight smut, SH, depression, bullying, homophobia, violence, language

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.

London, 1979. It was just another simple spying mission, so James didn't expect anything to happen. As it escalated he just should have left and returned into safety, when he saw the little brother of his best friend lying in his own blood, facing a certain death. Death Eater or not, he couldn't leave him there, could he? But inviting the enemy into your home in the middle of a war couldn't possibly be a good idea.