In which a Potter and a Black are forced to share patrols, a potions table, and too much eye contact - and it turns out hate burns just as hot as anything else. Until it burns out.

Death and I have been scandalously intimate for quite some time now Emilie Autumn, The asylum for wayward Victorian girls Cover by the amazing and brilliant @aquamcnti <333 @ hollowsole 2025 The Originals Kol Mikealson x OC

Your sugar talking isn't working tonight book i of iv james potter ╱ oc previously 'gold rush' harry potter universe ━━ the marauders ©courscants / 2024

Two years after the war that shattered his world, James Potter is stuck in place. Grief lingers in the quiet moments, in the weight of his son's laughter, in the ghosts of what could have been. He tells himself the life he has built for himself is enough- just him, Harry and the friends who refuse to let him slip too far. Then comes Olive Beaufort. A potions apprentice with warmth in her voice and kindness in her hands, she drifts into their lives with no agenda, no expectations. She isn't trying to fix anything- or anyone, but she is something new. Harry adores her instantly. And James, despite himself, isn't immune to her presence either. As October fades and Halloween looms- the day that too almost everything from him- James finds himself caught between the past and an uncertain future. But maybe, just maybe, healing doesn't come all at once. Maybe it starts in small moments, in unexpected places and friendships, in Rainy Days and Mondays that don't feel so heavy anymore. (1983-onwards) (James Potter x OC) (Multiple POV's)

𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. They were silence and spite, distance and heat. But something always burns where it's meant to stay quiet. And some things-once touched-are never truly forgotten.

ALLISON WINCHESTER had always been a bright girl, forever compared to the sun by her parents, carefree and untroubled in a world so full of darkness. with two centuries of winchester's being housed into slytherin, she always anticipated the same fate for herself. gaining the house title of hufflepuff, her family that once proudly proclaimed her name, became cold and distant. longing for acceptance flourished within allison. pleasing her parents became her only goal, so when they arranged an engagement for her to the only son of the noble house of black-fully knowing this was for their own benefit-she accepted. regulus black x oc for main of fic marauders era (year 1 - 7) START: 8.25.25 END : COVER BY LIQUIDLYN

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

Amid the war, Elizabeth Potter is starting her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she is a Gryffindor Prefect. When school rules change, and require that Prefects must be grouped with those from other houses, Elizabeth is paired with none other than Regulus Black. She quickly grows to loathe him, and is positive that nothing could change her feelings... No matter how intriguing she may find him. - Elizabeth Potter hated Regulus Black. She hated his snide comments, and his perfect posture. She hated his compulsive silence, and his strategically messy hair. She hated his dark, cold gaze, and his towering height. She couldn't stop thinking about him. -

two lovers entwined pass me by. REGULUS BLACK Marauders Era. The Black Anthology. © astrid, swanism.

hi loves ♡ this is my marauders-era rewrite with an oc (Arabella Potter, James's sister). expect friendship, betrayal, slytherins, and way too much late-night chaos in the astronomy tower. please don't copy/repost, but feel free to scream in the comments - i love hearing theories. sorry if there are any mistakes or repetitions this is my first time writing. enjoy xx This is a fanfiction, I don't own Harry Potter (just Arabella + her story). Content warnings if needed (smoking, family conflict, etc.).