❛ I admire restraint. ❜ ❛ You do? ❜ ❛ You 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 accomplished it. ❜ ⚤ 𝔣𝔞𝔨𝔢 - 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 Astraea Eshe 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻 has been born into scandal, raised in dishonor, and cursed with malady. At eighteen, she convinces her father to leave the shadows behind, causing the aristocrats to tremble. Whispers follow her, her name gritted through teeth like a damnation, calling her unnatural and dangerous. And then there is he, the heir to The Most Noble House of Lack that is on the edge of collapse. Bored and reckless, he is drawn to her darkness. Or stumbling and babbling, he is pushed into her defiance. In a season of balls, rumors, and stolen moments Astraea must navigate fruitful vengeance and hunger that consumes her. ℑ𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 veins long for teeth. #on mental health break [marauders era] [regulus black x oc]

EDITING. AGAIN. APOLOGIES. ❛ You think you're so charming, don't you, Black? ❜ ❛ No. But I think you want to be the judge for yourself, Vivien. ❜ ⚤ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 Vivien is an aristocratic young witch who keeps her heart in one hand and a lit match in the other as she is about to learn the greatest lesson of her life: there is a dangerously thin line between loathing and longing. 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Psych seeks and Eros hides. [marauders era] [regulus black x oc]

❛ Do you think, just because I am poor, obscure, and ugly, I am disgusting? Just because I live alone on a mountain in my hut, plain and little, and I am so... so unsightly to you, I am heartless? ❜ ❛ Now you twist my words. Because never ever have I said you are ugly or disgusting, Mira. ❜ ⚤ 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 Mira Zyvia Weles lived a simple life in her small hut on a mountain, all alone. It wasn't a magnificent life, but it was hers. In an unfortunate and odd turn of events, she stumbles against a body. Although it looks so, it isn't dead. She drags it to her hut in hope of helping. She would never forget that ashy skin that she found to be covered with lunar scars; bitemarks and scratches scraped into the mysterious boy's body like a wood carving. She then learns it is no fairy tale but a horror story, her home haunted with worse than a specter. She just has to weather thais winter and soon Regulus Black would turn into dust like everything else. A shadow on her memories and a touch of ghost against her skin. 𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙷 sea discovers mountains. [marauders era] [regulus black x oc]

𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. After her parents' deaths, Elowen Nott is taken into the House of Black, where Regulus Black is the one fruit forbidden from being tasted. But some things are not forbidden because they are wrong. But because once touched they beg to be touched again. ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ Her whisper came broken, "You must think me pathetic." "I think you assume too much about what I think." "Then what do you think?" "That I've never once despised you as much as you despise yourself."

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.

{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]

Briar Emeralds was not a witch. Although that is what she seemed to most, she was a faerie. But living in a world where the fae were now extinct, Briar knew she must not share her secret. However when she is thrown into a magic school with wizards and witches in the 1940's, she meets a young, cunning and handsome Tom Riddle, who may just want to use her to his own advantage. Rankings: #1 in Dark Arts - 31/10/2021 #1 in The Fae - 9/01/2022 #1 in Lord Voldemort - 4/02/2022 #1 in Tom Marvolo Riddle - 22/02/22 #1 in Tom Riddle - 24/02/22 #1 in Pure-blood - 11/03/2022 #1 in Faeries - 18/03/2022

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}

BOOK TWO 𝘊𝘖𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘈𝘌 𝘉𝘖𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘚 - "𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚, 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔." Delilah and Tom have traveled to the future, returning to her home which was torn apart by Tom's future self: Lord Voldemort. Their main task is simple, get to the Deathly Hallows before Grindelwald. But the path that lays after is divided in two, which one they decide to act on will decide the world's fate.

BOOK #1 Serendipity (n) finding something good without looking for it - Marauders Era Fanfiction - Eva Taylor. Sixth year. First female keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Paints to escape. Number one Beatles fan in all of Hogwarts. Can't walk down the stairs without tripping. Proud beyond belief of her Muggle-Born status. Unknowingly the subject of Sirius Black's affections. - He leaned onto the counter and smirked, letting a bit of hair fall into his face and seductively watching her. "You think I have the charm to pull something like that off?" She blushed unintentionally. "I- I think you could charm the socks off of Voldemort himself if you tried." "Maybe that's how we win the war," he said jokingly. "We've been going about it all wrong. Dumbledore can just send me. I'll walk up to Voldemort's door, wink at him, and my smooth charisma and devastatingly good looks will have him dead on the ground by dawn." - 1st Place winner of the 1989 Harry Potter Awards for the Marauders Era! - Rankings: 12 in #maraudersfanfiction 2 in #siriusblack 4 in #themarauders 1 in #marauders 13 in #harrypotter 1 in #peterpettigrew 2 in #remus 1 in #padfoot 1 in #minervamcgonagall 1 in #jkrowling