Athena Aurelia Black considered herself perfectly normal-thank you very much. Or at least, as normal as one could be with a mass-murderer for a father and a werewolf for an uncle. Whispers had followed her through every hallway, every classroom, for the last two years. But she'd long learned to walk through them with her head held high. As long as she had her friends, she'd live. Or so she thought. But when her infamous father breaks out of Azkaban and something ancient begins to stir inside her in the upcoming years-something dark, something powerful-Athena's carefully built world starts to break. And survival? That might no longer be enough. ____ "You're really pretty," "And you're still a prat," He laughs softly, his eyes crinkling in amusement. "And yet, you still kissed this prat," "I suppose even the greatest of seers can make mistakes," He chuckles again, his fingers tracing a gentle pattern on her waist. "Or maybe the great seer has a special weakness for idiotic prats," ___ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴄʏ. ___ 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 (Edited chapters have a ⏤͟͟͞͞ before them)

"Will you watch the stars with me, Draco?" The question slipped from my lips before I could stop it.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but there will be a power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives...the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies." Audrey Potter hates the technicalities that constantly drag her into trouble with her twin brother, Harry. But when she finally starts to prove herself by crawling from behind her brother's overbearing shadow during the Triwizard tournament, she begins realizing that it may have been better to just stay hidden... Story by Sphinx-legend on Fanfiction.Net

❝ 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓰𝓸. ❞ Grace thought that once Voldemort was gone life would go back to how it was, or at least close to how it was. She thought that they'd be able to live happily, that she, Harry and her dad will be this happy family. She thought that life will start to become easier again, that she and Harry will have all the things figured out and be able to start living those dreams they had talked about when they were in sixth year. She was wrong. Plagued with nightmares of months on the run, the Battle of Hogwarts, and seeing Harry dead, Grace doesn't know if her and Harry will ever experience those dreams they had. They might have fought and won a war, but neither of them are quite ready for the world of adulthood. Struggling with recovering not only physically, but mentally, from the war, they realize that love alone won't keep them afloat. Every day that passes, Harry and Grace find themselves beginning to sink further and further into darkness, and finding it harder and harder to hold onto each other. Dealing with grief, PTSD, and trying to navigate their new lives, they realize they have more to think about and figure out than they had thought. They've been through more than the average couple, but will the fall out of the war be what finally pulls them apart? Or will they finally get their Happily Ever After? POST DEATHLY HALLOWS!! THIS IS PART 3!! THIS CANNOT BE READ AS A STAND ALONE FIC! YOU MUST READ VOLUMES 1 AND 2 FIRST!!

❝ 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓰𝓸. ❞ Grace always felt as if her heart was missing something, like a puzzle piece that got lost. No matter how hard she tried to fill the space with her uncle, or her aunt's family, she knew that nothing could replace that puzzle piece. That puzzle piece: was her father. Growing up she only knew that he left her and her mother one night when she was a year old, and never returned. When The Daily Prophet headlines that Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban the summer before her third year at Hogwarts, Grace started questioning everything. Being a thirteen-year-old girl was already hard enough, but to add looming questions, reliving traumatic memories, and realizing she might have feelings for one of her best friends, all while a murderer was on the loose, was becoming too overwhelming. However, once she learns and accepts the truth about her family, she holds onto it, never letting go. Starts in PoA, and ends post DH. THIS IS PART 2 AND CANNOT BE READ ON IT'S OWN. PLEASE READ VOL. 1 FIRST!!! Started: 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝟗𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. PoA: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ GoF: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ OotP: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ HBP: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ DH: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ Post DH: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ Finished: 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝐬𝐭, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

❝ 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓰𝓸. ❞ Grace always felt as if her heart was missing something, like a puzzle piece that got lost. No matter how hard she tried to fill the space with her uncle, or her aunt's family, she knew that nothing could replace that puzzle piece. That puzzle piece: was her father. Growing up she only knew that he left her and her mother one night when she was a year old, and never returned. When The Daily Prophet headlines that Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban the summer before her third year at Hogwarts, Grace started questioning everything. Being a thirteen-year-old girl was already hard enough, but to add looming questions, reliving traumatic memories, and realizing she might have feelings for one of her best friends, all while a murderer was on the loose, was becoming too overwhelming. However, once she learns and accepts the truth about her family, she holds onto it, never letting go. Starts in PoA, and ends post DH. Started: 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝟗𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. PoA: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ GoF: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ OotP: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ HBP: ꜰɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ DH: ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ Post DH: ᴛʙᴅ

In which the 20 year old 'retired death eater' enlists the help of the order and finds that her old DADA professor trusts her when no one else will. Remus Lupin x fem!oc Golden trio era VERY! slow burn best rankings- 5 in fanfiction 1 in remus lupin 1 in lupin 1 in remus I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR THE HP ORIGINAL PLOT- ONLY MY OCS N OWN PLOTPOINTS

Draco Malfoy fic in a Hogwarts universe where Voldy doesn't exist and everyone is alive and well. ✩ 𝙒𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇: Somebody who is the reason for your happiness; a soulmate; a forever lover. Somebody you find yourself thinking about constantly; you are completely infatuated by them. ✩ "𝘔𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘦𝘶𝘳." "𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰." 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘺. "𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵," 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?" "𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘔𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘦𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 '𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵'." 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. ✩ (being partially/somewhat rewritten as of Sept 2025)

❝𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙢𝙧. 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧?❞ ❝𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙨, 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧❞ 𝐌𝐑. 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑. Harry Potter - the saviour, the Chosen One, the father who never quite measured up. To the public, he was untouchable, a hero beyond fault. But to his children? Every misstep, every shortcoming, was laid bare. He thought he could manage. Thought he could handle life after divorce with some semblance of grace. I; Harry j. Potter x she!oc All rights surrounding the characters and franchise unfortunately belong to JK R*WLING, but characters that are unheard of from the original series, as well as the plot, are MINE.

"I've never...ever in my whole fucking life let someone in, but you have managed to infiltrate me in every sense of the word. I hate more than anything that you are my weakness, Rose, but you are and I need you to realize that and admit that I am the same to you before I lose my fucking mind." His eyes squinted with tear of frustration and desperation. Why did I have the urge to wipe them away as one slid down his cheek? (TWs in AN) *DO NOT REPOST OR PRINT WITHOUT PERMISSION* *THE CHARACTERS I OWN ARE ROSE EROS, LEONARDO RILEY, CELIA RILEY, FLORA AND VICTOR EROS! ALL OTHER CHARACTERS BELONG TO JKR!!*