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. -

❝𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫?❞ A collection of alternative and deleted scenes from my story "Philophobia | Regulus Black"

[Regulus black x original muggle character] [enemies to lovers] [kind of a slow burn] Flora, the muggle half-sister of protective older brother Remus Lupin, finds herself hidden away during the First Wizarding War for fear of werewolf attacks. Her life is lonely and quiet until Regulus Black, a former Deatheater and insufferable, arrogant prick, is also in need of sanctuary. Or, a story in which Regulus never expected he would fall in love with a muggle. [enemies to lovers] [regulus black x original muggle character] This fic was inspired by WizardGod's 'dirty old town.' I did have a similar concept prior to reading her work, so it's more accurate to say it motivated me to write this. The setup is generally the same, but this story is very different. WizardGod's fic is brilliant and I highly recommend it if you haven't already read it! Barty Crouch Jr. is tagged but he doesn't come into the story until chapter 23.

🚬🪽🪐 regulus black x fem OC marauders era "fuck you regulus" "you seem to be the only girl who hasn't" "I'll die happy knowing that" started: 2/5/25 status: ongoing

101 ways to destroy your life when trying to escape reality - staring Juliet Lupin and Regulus Black Fem! Oc x Regulus Black Hogwarts - Post! Hogwarts AU Tw! under age Drugs, smoking and drinking. Discussions of rape and abuse. Attempted suicide and overdosing. Feminist topics. Depression.

(n.) - two people meant to be together; destiny ↳ ❝ [ Yuanfen ] ❞ ━ paul atreides x fem! reader ┕ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, (y/n) is in an arranged marriage with a man she doesn't want to marry, for the sake of her parents, but ends up becoming the saving grace of the tangled mind her husband grapples with. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. • arranged marriage • slowburn • triple POV (including third person) [#2 in paulatreides] : 4/17/24 [#2 in chani] : 4/25/24 [#2 in tilldeathdouspart] : 4/26/24 [#1 in arrakis] : 5/22/24 [#2 in ladyjessica] : 5/26/24 [#2 in movie] : 5/27/24 [#1 in ladyjessica] : 6/8/24 [#1 in movie] : 6/11/24 [#1 in planets] : 5/28/25 [#1 in chani] : 10/3/25 [#1 in fremen] : 11/7/25 [1K reads:] 4/23/24 [5K reads:] 5/2/24 [10K reads:] 5/13/24 [15K reads:] 5/21/24 [20K reads:] 5/25/24 [30K reads:] 5/31/24 [40K reads:] 6/8/24 [50K reads:] 6/19/24 [60K reads:] 7/3/24 [90K reads:] 8/22/24 [100k reads:] 9/17/24 [150k reads]: 12/7/24 [175k reads]: 1/15/25 [200k reads]: 3/3/25 [210k reads]: 4/6/25 [240k reads]: 6/27/25 [250k reads]: 7/13/25 [260k reads]: 8/6/25 [270k reads]: 9/3/25 [280K reads]: 10/1/25 [300k reads]: 12/8/25 completed: 07. 09. 2025.

"I am asking you to stay. By my side. That is all I want." From birth, Ilona Lewandowski's life was destined to be a sorrowful one. Her mother passing giving birth to her, leaving her without a proper maternal figure. Her stepmother truly a woman incapable of love or empathy. Her father far too distracted by duty to tend his own children. The only semblance of normalcy was gifted to her in the form of Paul Atreides. Her sole childhood friend. But Paul was destined for something greater, something dark. Something that will strip that small sliver of normality away from Ilona. Paul Atreides x OC fanfic Formerly "The Hawk and the Dove."

Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him.

(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."

― "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. ☽｡⋆