- ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ "You. Me. Hogsmeade. Tomorrow" Romie demands, leaving no room for objection. Regulus slowly lifts his head from his book, briefly wondering if he's managed to land himself into a similar alternate dimension, "Come again?" He mutters dumbly, ignoring the crude jokes from his friends, focusing intently on the determined glow of violet in front of him, "You heard me, Black. I'll be at the Three Broomsticks. Don't keep me waiting" ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Romie Lupin is fed up of her brother interfering with her love life because he's getting nowhere with his own, and seeks out help from Regulus Black. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

Luna Lupin came from a tumultous childhood filled with secrecy and a family haunted by the stigmatised illness of lycanthropy, thrown into a society that views her older brother, Remus, with suspcion and fear. She's used to being seen as a second option and afterthought. However, when the one person that she fancied, Sirius Black, breaks off the secret arrangement he had with her, Luna decides she's done with it. So it's through a plot of revenge that she finally approaches her Astronomy tutor, Regulus Black, for a fake relationship. Regulus Black, the one who had been born the spare, had been suddenly been thrown into the spotlight when his brother Sirius ran away, leaving him to learn to be the Heir of the House alone. Keen to find a way to hurt his brother, he accepts the most ludicrous plot. But if he is to do it, he's to do it right. Regulus and Luna find themselves swimming in deeper waters than they expected, esnared in a web of lies, secrets and painful truths, but they are not to let go of one another. WARNING: This story may be uncomfortable for some readers, for it includes themes such as DOMESTIC ABUSE, CHILD ABUSE, amongst other heavy subjects that might be triggering. Please, be advised going in. POSTED ONLY ON WATTPAD AND AO3

"You're the last person I expected to save me from my disastrous date.", she placed her gloved hand on his, letting herself be pulled closer. His lips leaned just above her ear, sending shudders down her spine, "Ah, but I do have a penchant for rescuing damsels in distress, Lestrange. Just couldn't resist the opportunity." "Careful, Black, you might make people think we actually get along." "Wouldn't want to ruin our reputations, now, would we?", their torsos clashed with a strong pull on her waist. ---------- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. That's all Danica ever knew growing up. But when her world shattered with the abrupt end of her engagement to Regulus Black, she found herself standing at a crossroad, torn between a sweet illusion and the unforgiving truth. ---------- 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ---------- #3 rab (April 2024), #1 darkmark (May 2024) #1 rab (May 2024), 1# harrypotterfanfiction (April 2025) ---------- All rights belong to J. K. Rowling

Winnie Potter had once been warm-full of laughter, always trailing after James and Sirius like a second shadow. But everything changed the moment the Sorting Hat whispered Slytherin. Her bond with them cracked, then broke. She became the black sheep of the Potter name, a stain on their legacy. They stopped looking at her the same way. Eventually, they stopped looking at all. But in the shadows of Slytherin, she found something else-not redemption, but belonging. Her new friends and family who held her hand when no one else would. Love, in quiet looks and cruel loyalty. Peace, in secrets. It wasn't what she thought she wanted. But maybe it was what she needed because, If the light casts you out, are you wrong for choosing the dark? (I started this when I was like 13, and just now decided to continue it. The writing gets better after chapter 3-4. Please bare with me guys. Also, there might be some small grammatical mistakes in the book because English isn't my first language)

Y/n has been best friends with the mauraders since first year, and she couldn't have asked for a better group of friends. But one day, third year, when she has to sit next to her friends horrible brother, Regulus, in potions she realizes something. He isnt as bad as she thought. As their secret friendship goes on through the years they become closer and closer until what at first seemed like an amazing friendship cant help but feel like something more.

"He hates her." "No he doesn't, not really. She just makes him feel things that he's claimed don't exist." ･ﾟﾟ･｡｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟﾟ･｡ When Slughorn puts Callisto McAdams and Regulus Black in his potions class together, he unknowingly functions as a match maker for these two. The grumpy boy and the hotheaded girl don't get along well. Everyone knows that Regulus Black is part of the Slytherin lot who cannot stand Callisto. And everyone knows that Callisto McAdams cannot stand them either. But starting her sixth year at Hogwarts, Callisto realizes that not everything everyone seemingly knows is true. ━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━ [regulus black x fem oc] enemies to (secret?)lovers - slowburn (?) chapters: 1000-3000 words (it depends!) slytherin book series: part one highest rankings: #9 regulus #1 regulus #8 maraudersera #1 regulusblack #1 slytherin #1 black #6 regulus #1 hpff #2 regulus #1 regulusblack !! #2 hpff #1 slytherin (05. january 2025!!) #4 siriusblack (14. january 2025) #1 xoc

I did violence to my own heart. Marauders Era / Regulus Black. Sourfaeries, 2021. All Rights Reserved. [ previously called 'tainted love'. ]

Being a Gryffindor princess was a curse in some ways. Likewise, being James Potter's sister was a curse. Girls her age only hung out with her because she had a charming brother, the captain of the quidditch team, or didn't hang out with her because her brother was an idiot. She was cursed to be with everyone and no one at the same time. When Sarah entered her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, she didn't expect anything new at all. She braced herself for the old familiar days spent in the presence of the boys of her dorm, the constant trouble and huge events prepared by her brother and his friends, the Marauders. But once the boys left her alone in Hogsmeade to her own devices, she found out that this year would change her life. She could only hope for the better .... I announce in advance that not everything is according to the truth. There are several characters in the story that I made up and I claim the rights to them. Otherwise, all characters belong to J.K. Rowling. NOTICE - vulgarisms may appear - violence - mabye also death I am sorry, English is not my first language, so expect some mistakes, maybe typos.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. cover credit to @hircines [REGULUS BLACK x MALE OC] [yours - regulus black playlist on spotify]

(BOOK 1) Althea Layla Nott stands apart from her family with her gentle heart, unwavering belief in equality, and fierce loyalty to her friends. Regulus Arcturus Black, burdened with the weight of being the Black heir, once shared an unbreakable bond with Althea. Now, they've become strangers, separated by walls Regulus has built around himself. Althea longs to restore their friendship, but the looming war forces them onto opposing sides, compelling them to make choices that will alter their lives forever. In a world where loyalty is tested and alliances shift, Althea and Regulus must navigate their way through treacherous waters, their decisions echoing the promise of either reconciliation or further division. "I look at his dark gaze, aching to lean closer and let our souls touch but it isn't that easy. This one kiss would change everything. We were friends once, then we were nothing, and, now here we stand, on the verge of risking it all. He gives me no time to register his action as he leans closer. I close my eyes and wait to feel his lips against mine but it never happens, instead, he bends his head slightly and plants his lips on my collarbone. I gasp and throw my head back as his lips linger there, the featherlike kiss causes a warm and tingly feeling in my stomach. My mind goes blank, all those thoughts screaming at me to run a moment ago vanished and all I could think about was his soft lips. His other hands join in on my waist and tug me closer, our chest touching as another gasp leaves my mouth. He pulls back and almost immediately I ache for the way his warm lips felt against my skin. Without missing another beat he kisses me again, a little higher this time, and continues planting kisses along my neck, then on my jaw, and planting a last kiss on my lips, barely touching them."