Clover May, a shy half-blood witch in her 3rd year at Hogwarts, had managed to find herself wrapped up in the chaos that follows her three best friends, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter. Despite the looming danger, the only thing she finds herself worried about is her best friends brother. ☆ This story has text-to-speech! ☆ Credit goes to J.K R*wling for characters, setting etc. ☆ Pre-warning for violence, mature topics, sexual topics etc 𐀔 fredweasley - #1 12/4/22 𐀔 weasleytwins - #1 15/4/22 𐀔 goldentrio - #1 15/4/22 𐀔 hp - #1 4/3/22 𐀔 ronaldweasley - #1 15/4/22 𐀔 secretboyfriend - #1 4/3/22 𐀔potter - #1 18/4/22

a golden cage with jewels and silks is still a cage is it not? regulus black/female oc 2025 © JAILUNCLE Harry Potter fanfiction

❝𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲?❞ ❝𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦.❞ 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 had a few, perhaps a little or more than a palm of qualms in his life. First up was the whole "The Boy-Who-Lived" shenanigans, then there was an ungodly amount of people who wanted him dead - nice! - but what had always bothered him was the weirdly complicated concept of innocent love that was long gone already. He had too much to worry, yet here he was again, standing on the exit of something that was long gone, waiting. For who? For the same girl who had left him. I; Harry j. Potter x she!oc II; Order of Phoenix - Deathly Hallows All rights unfortunately belongs to JK R*WLING, but characters that are unheard of from the original series, as well as minor plots are MINE.

Sirius Black only thought of two things during his 12 years in Azkaban: his innocence, and his wife. Remus Lupin only had the company of one woman after the First Wizarding War, his best friend. The fifth marauder, the twin sister to their best friend, James Potter. But who is she? And why is she so important to Sirius and Remus? This is her story. The story of the fifth marauder and how she changed their lives.

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

long story short, i was a bad time long story short, i survived marauders era james potter x fem!oc

" you annoy me. " " well, you're annoyinger! " " that's not a word, ophelia. it just further proves my point that you're an idiot. " 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 . . . in which ophelia and regulus must learn to get along if they are to have a happy marriage, but that proves to be difficult when she is convinced that he's a major arse, and he's convinced that she's the most obnoxious and annoying person to ever grace the earth. and so, ophelia's mother comes up with a plan to make them become closer. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ─── 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤/𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 ─── 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 ─── 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫 ©

𝓐𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. ..⃗.🕊•̩̩͙⁺゜ ᴡᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ. This isn't the story of hero's who overthrow all the bad in the world. This is the story of the marauders, whose love conquers all, despite the sorrows they face. This story will make you cry, laugh, and even hate at some parts. But this story is a story of 7 friends who together, make one.

"I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more?" She read from the small piece of parchment, the sound of the light flickering filling the intense silence. "Isn't it a bit dramatic?" "I'm a Black, what did you expect?" Regulus smirks. "I'm taking your silence as a yes?" She sighed, "Can't believe i'll be spending my early twenties hunting soul pieces and taking care of a baby that isn't mine." The war is just starting all over again, someone had to something about the odd way the darkest wizard of all time suddenly took over their world. 🩵Also in ao3 by auromich, i really do insist of reading it there so you can see the tags and warnings for the story🩵