{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟱} There are some stories that are told, but some others are just meant to be buried away. We have all heard the heroic story of Regulus Black; a Pureblood wizard who joined the Dark Lord at a young age, only to see the darkness within. So he finds one of his Horcruxes and sacrifices himself in hopes of destroying it. Or at least, this is just a small part of a story which we've never been told before; a tale that other than Regulus, only a girl named Alexandra Starling could've known.

'i felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way' - donna tarrt • i only own selene fray and the plot line •

Anne Potter was sent back in time in hopes of paying everything she owed Harry, her older brother, by giving him a normal childhood. After losing the Second Wizarding War, she was given a second chance to make things work and she was more than willing to take it. REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK (R.A.B)

❛ You think you're so charming, don't you, Black? ❜ ❛ No. But I think you want to be the judge for yourself, Vivien. ❜ 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘗𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘳𝘰𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥. Vivien is an aristocratic young witch who keeps her heart in one hand and a lit match in the other as she Is about to learn the greatest lesson of her life. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔. 🕯 ─── ࿔𐀔 ───.✦⊹₊⟡⋆ 「began: jan 27th, 2025」 「ended: ??? ????, 2026 」

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. Story cross-published on tumblr and AO3 (@cherryslyce). Do not alter, copy, or translate without expressed permission. The only characters I own are Anders and Asger Fiske.

"Ok, then what are some other 'assumptions' of yours?" Regulus asked. I set my tea down and stared at him. "You think coffee tastes like dirt, you prefer your mum over your dad, you convince yourself that the reason you hate your brother is because he's irritating and not because you actually miss him, when you were little you wanted to play professional quidditch, and your dream is to live in the French countryside." "I hate France," he said. "Just assumptions," I repeated again with a small smirk. *********************************************************************************************** While the wizarding world is on the brink of its first war, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry remains a sanctuary for students. Thalia Lark, a seventh-year Slytherin, returns to school along with the majority of her classmates. Thalia, however, struggles to feel a sense of normalcy after the death of her brother, Roman. Regulus Black, newly recruited death eater, grapples with the same quest for normalcy when he finds himself swallowed by a life he didn't choose. The two gravitate towards one another and form an unlikely bond. Follow the slow-burning story of friendship, love, and war in "Assumption." I do not own any rights to the Harry Potter franchise. All characters are J.K Rowling's except for my own. Best rankings: #1 in "regulus" out of 860 (8/1/21) #1 in "siriusblack" out of 26.8k (10/11/21) #1 in "harrypotter" out of 178k (7/31/21) #1 in "lark" out of 165 (6/30/21) #2 in "regulusblack" out of 3.8k (6/30/21) #3 in "marauders" out of 17.7k (7/18/21) CURRENTLY EDITING AND REVISING

"I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more?" She read from the small piece of parchment, the sound of the light flickering filling the intense silence. "Isn't it a bit dramatic?" "I'm a Black, what did you expect?" Regulus smirks. "I'm taking your silence as a yes?" She sighed, "Can't believe i'll be spending my early twenties hunting soul pieces and taking care of a baby that isn't mine." The war is just starting all over again, someone had to something about the odd way the darkest wizard of all time suddenly took over their world. 🩵Also in ao3 by auromich, i really do insist of reading it there so you can see the tags and warnings for the story🩵

(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 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞: 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐫 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐨.𝐦.❞ Regulus Black, who was always trying to make his family proud, even if that meant he had to go against his own morals. Estelle Selwyn, who despises the death eaters and their ideals but slowly finds herself tangled between her own morals. Both of them, despite their hatred for the other, somehow always find their way back to each other. Regulus x female OC Updates every Saturday and Wednesday TW: description of drowning, drug and alcohol abuse, torture, some heavy language and some adult content

It was 28 June, 1979. The sky was bleak, just like the mood of Wizarding Britain. People were dying every second, innocent children were being dragged from their homes solely for their heritage, and so much blood was spilt that there was more blood than water in the soil. An 18 year old boy stood at the entrance of a cave, his hair swept back and drenched by the gusts of rain and wind. He was shivering because of the cold as the torrents threatened to knock him over, yet his feet remained planted on the ground. He was determined. He could do it. If his single act of bravery could help defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, then he would die trying to do what was needed. STARTED: 13 March, 2022 FINISHED: 20 May, 2025 - My work is under copyright. I don't own the Harry Potter Universe, only the plot and original characters for this story. Please do not plagiarize. -