A gladiator Mauraders Au. Sirius and James spent most of their lives as nobles of the empire. Until one day, when a new emperor rises to the throne and changes things. Suddenly, the entire Black and Potter houses are sent to the arenas to fight for their lives. Why were they sent there? What other changes are going to be made? Will Sirius and James be able to survive the fighting pits while keeping their souls in tact? Will Sirius be able to protect his little brother and best friend?

James Fleamont Potter was 11 years old, he saw a pretty girl with green eyes and thought he could pledge his allegiance to her and she would fall in love with him easily, but she didn't. and that's that. "Moony i cant just, 'Accio' a soulmate, it has to be-" but before i could finish my genius scentence, a flash of energy coursed though my wand and created a green zap before us all and before i blinked away the light i knew who it was, by his voice. "-kill me? id like to see you bloody try you fucking bas-." he abruptly stopped. "the fuck do you all want." said Regulus Black, hand of his hip an annoyed scowl adressing his gorgeous features. or What if James actually realised that he only liked the idea of Lily and not actually her and he decided to act on it, in his own stupid potter way.

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE James Potter believes that everyone has the ability to choose who they want to be. But then why would Regulus choose to be a Black? Regulus Black knows who he wants to be, but he also knows who he is. Unfortunately, the two things do not coincide. or Regulus needs help in arithmancy. James is good at arithmancy. Chaos ensues. New Chapters every week!

jegulus story nothing to graphic 😅 wolfstar and rosekiller themes to hope you enjoy😊 the cover is not mine credits to @/industrations

this story is inspired by "The Mischief Productions" on YouTube, Video: A Night's Tale - (A Jegulus Short Film) encase you were wondering. this story is about James Potter and Regulus Black. James struggles with one of his Classes and Regulus being coerced into helping him study using unknown sources. this story is based when James is a 6TH year and Regulus a 4TH year. A mostly innocent love story and a bit of deep dark lore. this story isn't entirely original, and this story does not follow the original lore written for the characters. Also, if you would like to repost anywhere, please ask permission before doing so, Hope you enjoy.

When it all began, James Potter saw the world in absolutes: light and dark, life and death, and good and evil. For him, being an FBI agent meant being the unequivocal hero, saving lives without question. Then he was assigned to Regulus Black, the epitome of moral ambiguity. As Regulus navigates the dangerous world of crime and corruption, he grapples with his own moral compass, struggling to find the true meaning of the oath he swore to uphold. Will he be able to find the good in the world, or will he be consumed by the darkness he desires to combat? Or the one where James Potter picks between love and the law. Crossposted on Ao3 : @ShortyWolf20

Regulus wants nothing but to be left alone, but the same boy who took his only family away from him, James Potter, can't seem to take a hint. "Regulus was a star, one that James couldn't quite make out in the sky or even right in front of him for that matter, but one day he was convinced he would, and he would prove everyone wrong"

"Regulus Black is never going to catch a break. He wants to bury his face in his hands and groan into them. The only reason he restrains himself from doing so is that the other figure skaters have started glancing over at him-probably wondering why the hell he's talking to a hockey player. Regulus would very much like to know too. Oblivious to everything else, James raises an eyebrow towards Regulus. 'I guess we'll be seeing each other around, then?' Seriously, how has James still not gotten the goddamn hint?" ~ ~ ~ When Sirius moves out, Regulus Black thinks that maybe James Potter will finally be out of his life too. Good. Competition season is coming up, and it'll be his first year at the junior level. As the upcoming skating star of the Black family, Regulus can't afford to lose-and the absolute last thing he needs is a hockey player to mess everything up for him. All he needs is for James to stay out of his way, and he'll be good as gold. James doesn't stay out of his way. And Regulus has a long way to go before he can even think about bearing a medal around his neck.

"Reggie? Regulus? Whats wrong?" James tried to reach out to him, but Regulus pulled himself away. His chest felt like it was being ripped out, his throat being scratched violently by the attack of petals climbing up. His coughing got louder and more violent before finally a handful of sunflowers fell into Regulus' hand. James stared down at him, an unknown expression on his face but Regulus didn't have time to study him. He tried to hide the petals but he knew he was to late. James had already seen them, and he could see the obvious splatter of blood on his chin. "What the fuck just happened? Are those sunflowers?" James once again tried to reach out to him, going for his hands, wanting to get a closer look, but Regulus snatched his hands away and took a few more steps back. "You- you didn't see that, do you hear me? You didn't see it" And before he knew it, he was already at the bottom of the astronomy tower stairs, leaving James standing in the middle of the tower. Aka, Regulus devolops Hanahaki for a certain boy who will never look his way Also on Ao3!!!

Everyone thought Regulus died even the one person besides his brother who loved him thought so as well until someone who looked like Regulus started to walk around London. Is it Regulus? If so why did he lie? Or something like that!