❝ Are you serious? ❞ ❝ Not really, but your brother is. ❞ 𝕽𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖑𝖚𝖘 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖝 𝕱𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 Please read TW __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍. 𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧. __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ Started: 22.12.21 (for Americans: 12.22.21) Finished: soon __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓊𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃. ＴＨＥ ＣＨＡＲＡＣＴＥＲＳ ＢＥＬＯＮＧ ＴＯ ＪＫ ＲＯＷＬＩＮＧ Mature for the following reasons: ⊱ ℂ𝕠𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕒𝕘𝕖 ⊱ 𝕍𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 ⊱ 𝔸𝕕𝕦𝕝𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤 ⊱ 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕖/implied rape

"Something changed in you," He whispered. "Toward me. You're distant. Cold. And I don't know what I've done, but...I'll leave you alone from now on if that's what you want. Is that what you want?" I stayed silent, as he took another step towards me and I took another step back. Our little dance played until my back was pressed against the cold wall of the chamber and Regulus's warm embrace surrounded me. "You know why I'd leave you alone? Because I care about your feelings more than mine." He paused for a second. "I love you." His voice cracked slightly as he continued. "There, I said it. And not through some note. Or - or though some bloody owl. I would never let anybody or anything hurt you. I've never felt that way about anyone before." He took a breath. "And it scares the hell out of me, Y/n. . ."

Sirius Black is rotting in Azkaban, a murderer in the eyes of the wizarding world. But while the world believes him to be a villain, his two-year-old daughter is handed over to the so-called care of Albus Dumbledore. The great wizard, however, is far from a savior. He abandons the child to a seemingly benevolent orphanage, a place that is, in reality, a hidden front for something far more sinister: the Red Room. As a master of secrets and manipulation, Dumbledore knew everything. He knew Sirius was innocent. He knew Peter Pettigrew was the true culprit. He even knew when Peter, in a moment of cowardice, came to him begging for help, and he turned him away, sealing the fate of the Potters. But Dumbledore's secrets don't stop there. He orchestrated a lie so grand it fooled everyone, claiming Harry Potter was the child of James and Lily, when in fact, he and Hermione are long-lost twins, separated and hidden for a purpose only Dumbledore knows. This story is not just about a forgotten child; it's about a man who knew every tragic event and every broken life, and did nothing. It's about a father's desperate fight to escape and find his daughter, now being molded into a weapon. It's a dark twist on a familiar tale, where the Boy Who Lived is a fraud, a wizarding conspiracy runs parallel to a global one, and a little girl with a famous last name is becoming the world's most dangerous assassin.

"You think you're the heir?" she said softly. "You think the House of Black would kneel to a man who spat on its name?" Twelve Grimmauld Place was never meant to be a safe house. It's a fortress. A crypt. A throne room. When Sirius Black returns with the Order of the Phoenix, he thinks the ancestral home is his to command. But hidden behind blood wards and centuries-old spells is a truth he never expected: someone else has already claimed the Black seat. Regulus's daughter. Raised in the dark. Trained by the house itself. And absolutely unwilling to play by Dumbledore's rules. She doesn't fight for good. She doesn't fight for evil. She fights for blood, power, and the forgotten legacy of the Noble House of Black. And in her house... you don't get to pretend.

ᴄᴀꜱꜱɪᴏᴘᴇɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʟᴏɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ꜱɪʀɪᴜꜱ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ 'ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ.' ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴀᴘᴘʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ꜱᴏʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜꜱ. ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʀᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴛʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱɪʀɪᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɢᴏᴅꜱᴏɴ, ᴄᴀꜱꜱɪᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴏɴꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ. ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴠᴇʟᴏᴘ ʜᴇʀ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ, ᴏʀ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜰʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ? ★彡[ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ]彡★ "𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎, 𝚂𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜'𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚒𝚊." "𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝙸? 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙲𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙿𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙼𝙴. " UTOPIAN FANFIC AWARDS 2024- THIRD PLACE!! 🆈🅴🅰🆁 3 - complete 🆈🅴🅰🆁 4- complete 🆈🅴🅰🆁 5- complete #1 dark oc 2/5/24 #1 Draco 13/6/24 #1 pansy 24/6/24

Jane Lupin grew up with a loving father in a comfortable nice home with fantastic friends and went to the greatest school for witchcraft and wizardry of the time. When she returned for her third year at Hogwarts, everybody was terrified by notorious mass murderer Sirius Black having escaped from Azkaban, and found out more and more things, she never expected. Begins during Prisoner of Azkaban. In the end, all that matters are love, friendship and family.

"He's not dead, Jaiden. He's alive" Dumbledore explained. "W-where is he?" She stuttered. "Closer than you think." Jaiden Rookwood. After 10 years of using Rookwood as her surname, she finally know who she is. Lupin. Jaiden lupin. Follow her adventure of finding her father that she thought had died. A/N- I'm sorry if my English is a mess. English isn't my first language so I hope you understand it. And please let me know if you like this book.

(DRARRY) The first book in the Thestrals and Thunderbirds series. When Draco was young he had but one friend, a Thestral. They grew up together and learned to understand each other's body language to communicate. But when Draco has to go to Hogwarts he struggles to create new, human, friends. Real ones anyways. That and the pressure of being controlled by the Dark Lord begins to hurt him. Harry Potter grew up with his parents in the country. He was loved and cherished but there was a problem. He had a lightning bolt scar from the dark wizard known as Voldemort. He had tried to kill Harry as a young child because of his powerful companion, the last of it's kind. A thunderbird. Can they help each other? Or will it tear them apart? UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY A/N Yeah I know, thunderbirds are from North America... who cares. Also, yes, Draco can actually see the Thestrals. You'll find out why if you read my book!

"You're torturing me," she whispered. He huffed a quiet laugh. "You're looking like this, and I'm the one torturing you?" He pulled the ribbons tighter, drawing her waist in, and she bit her lip. "Just a little more," he murmured, tightening the next ribbon. Another grazed touch. Another tremble from her. "Reg," she breathed. His hands stilled. "Yes, love?" She swallowed. "You're doing that on purpose." "I absolutely am." . 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. . Part of the 'Second Series'. The 'Second Series' is a series of four books, each having an oc in each Hogwarts house. They can be read in any order as they are all happening within the same timeframe. If I was to recommend reading any way I would do a tandem read between the books, reading them by date. But if you would like to read them one at a time my suggestion would be reading them in this order: Second Chance, Second Sin, Second Haven, Second Storm.

Callista Black never fit. She carved space for herself anyway, unbothered by the symmetry she ruined. She didn't care who loved her, or who didn't. She loved them all anyway. Loudly. Shamelessly. Confidently. She's the kind of person you would want gone and miss the loudest when they aren't around. Not quite a ball of sunshine. But undeniably a stubborn, aggressively affectionate, moody, and catastrophically clumsy form of entertainment. Callista Black: Daughter of Regulus Black. Tongue of Sirius Black. And a heart that, unfortunately, doesn't know when to stay out of trouble. Including a certain dragon tamer. *cough* Charlie you handsome man *cough* Life was fine, normal even, if you were merciful. Until Sirius Black broke out of prison. Everyone thought it was vengeance. Callista wondered if it was loneliness. The one where Sirius Black meets his niece. "Two Broken Misfits, broken just enough to fit right." [Charlie Weasley × Hufflepuff OC] Because - Dragons, muscles, questionable decisions and whatnot. *Slowburn, btw. Friends to Lovers because apparently I enjoy suffering. _______ The Harry Potter universe belongs to J. K. Rowling. Callista Black is mine. This story is written for fun, so you might as well enjoy it. _______ 1st May, 2026: somehow hit #1 in a few tags (remuslupin, charlieweasley, billweasley?? yeah I don't get it either)