The Life of Regulus Black. (And honestly a lot of Sirius too) Follow Regulus through the days in Grimmauld place to his life at Hogwarts. See the tension between the Black brothers grow as the war looms. Experience what it really felt like to be the 'Perfect Son' because Regulus knew, It felt like drowning.

"Come on Rose!" her friends called her back. Rose took one last look at her headmaster, but to her surprise he was already looking at her. "Don't be out past the prefect curfew," her headmaster scolded her, before turning on his heel to walk away. "No promises." she mumbled just in time for him to hear her. Draco Malfoy was indeed a very handsome man to stare at, but he made it nearly impossible to stay away from him despite being the schools headmaster.

"Seriously? This is my assistant?" Mr. Malfoy complained as he stared at the girl in front of him. "You could've chosen anybody except Diggorys sister?" The women at the front desk just looked down ashamed, but not once did Mr. Malfoys eyes leave Lucille Diggorys figure.

"Did you seriously just kidnap Potters sister?" Theodore Nott asked Draco Malfoy. He had his arm firmly around Ariella Potter, a gun pointed to her head with his other hand. Harry was going to pay for what he did- it didn't matter what lengths he had to go to. "Yes," Draco pushed the gun further into her head, a small whimper escaping her lips. "Potters going to pay."

"What are you trying to say?" Mr. Malfoy questioned as the girl sat in her chair. "I've never- I've never actually-." She huffed, her cheeks heating up as she looked up at the person she never wanted to see again. "Are you saying he's never made you orgasm?" (Inspired by romanshome, credits go to her.)

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬; 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲.

"Professor Malfoy?" She asked walking up to the desk. "Call me Draco." He demanded. "I don't know if that's necessary-" "Teachers orders love." He spoke softly, with care as he stood up towering over the girl. "Um, Draco." She breathed as he grinned.

Raised by her grandmother alongside her cousin, Neville, magic has never come especially easy to Marjorie. Neither, for that matter, has making friends. All she really wants is to scrape by in her classes and graduate from Hogwarts with no fuss. As she begins her sixth year, however, the Triwizard tournament looms and the Weasley twins seem dead-set on driving her mad -- although, the strange things that only she can seem to see might just get there first.

Nova Rowen and George Weasley engage in the bet that could end in victory-or disaster. Every prank and clever move drags them closer, blurring the line between rival and temptation. In the game of mischief, Hogwarts is the playground...and neither of them is playing fair. ────୨ৎ──── First published on March 3, 2025 *disclaimer* This story is a work of fan fiction and is intended for readers 18 and over due to mature themes, including explicit content and adult situations. The characters, world, and events depicted in this story are inspired by the original Harry Potter series, created by J.K. Rowling. I do not own the rights to Harry Potter or any related materials; all credit belongs to the respective creators and copyright holders. This story is for entertainment purposes only and is not intended to infringe on any copyrights. The events and characters in this fanfic are fictional and should be treated as such.

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.