FIRE AND ICE DO NOT MIX. Regulus is well aware of this fact. Darlene, it would seem, is not. For Darlene Crouch is warmth. She's the spark of your lighter, the feel of burning liquor in your throat, the buzzing energy of a loud crowd. She is everything that Regulus is not. Everything he hates, yet everything he craves...
Forbidden from contacting Harry over the summer, you opt to explore the eerie halls of Grimmauld Place where you stumble upon a lonely portrait of the House's second son. Regulus Black x GN!Reader Warnings: Story is not canon compliant. Includes time jumps. Magic lore is altered/not compliant with canon HP Magic lore...
Marauders Era, Enemies to lovers, LONG and painful. "Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering" "Maybe in the next life we will have more time?" She frowned she wasn't patient enough to wait for the next life. She wanted him in this...