"𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑬𝑵𝑫 𝑼𝑺..." "𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑰𝑻 𝑩𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑺𝑻 𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑼𝑻𝑰𝑭𝑼𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺." She was born of a bargain, stitched from starlight and ruin, the last gift of a dying son to a goddess who loved thresholds more than mercy. 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 entered the world with silver eyes that remembered every grave, golden hair that shimmered like a crown too heavy for any child, and a silence that unsettled even the house that raised her. The Blacks bred tempests, and she was a storm disguised as grace. Though long before her first breath, the constellations had written her fate. They named her for dawn yet clothed her in dusk, promising her to the boy who bore lightning in his scar. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑-child of prophecy, boy marked by fate for death, the lamb to be slaughter and sacrificed. They found each other in corridors steeped in omen, their eyes meeting as if they had done so for centuries. His sorrow recognized her fury; her tenderness understood his ruin. Their love was not a choice but an inheritance, whispered by the heavens, sealed in the marrow of their bones. The world stood against them. As bloodlines demanded obedience, gods demanded payment, destiny demanded separation. Yet together they moved toward each other as planets do, colliding though they knew it would shatter the sky. Their love was no sanctuary. It was a doom both holy and profane, a sacrament carved into the stars with the same hand that wrote death.

Athena Aurelia Black considered herself perfectly normal-thank you very much. Or at least, as normal as one could be with a mass-murderer for a father and a werewolf for an uncle. Whispers had followed her through every hallway, every classroom, for the last two years. But she'd long learned to walk through them with her head held high. As long as she had her friends, she'd live. Or so she thought. But when her infamous father breaks out of Azkaban and something ancient begins to stir inside her in the upcoming years-something dark, something powerful-Athena's carefully built world starts to break. And survival? That might no longer be enough. ____ "You're really pretty," "And you're still a prat," He laughs softly, his eyes crinkling in amusement. "And yet, you still kissed this prat," "I suppose even the greatest of seers can make mistakes," He chuckles again, his fingers tracing a gentle pattern on her waist. "Or maybe the great seer has a special weakness for idiotic prats," ___ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀʟʟs ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴄʏ. ___ 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 (Edited chapters have a ⏤͟͟͞͞ before them)

── .✦ "𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆" Victoria Seraphina Black, the daughter of Seraphina Alice Lupin and Sirius Orion Black, always thought that she would never fall in love, until she met him. "𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌?" "𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩." ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑! !! I do NOT own ALL of the characters in this story or most of the plot. All rights go to JK Rowling. I do not agree with the things JK Rowling said about the Transgender community. I proudly stand with the LGBTQIA+ community. !!

𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒 ┈➤ ❝ Eres el veneno dulce que mi alma anhela, y cada palabra tuya, un susurro que me arrastra al abismo del que no quiero escapar. ❞ ■ Harry Potter saga fanfiction ■ Harry James Potter fanfiction ■ The prisoner of Azkaban - The Deathly Hallows Part 2 ■ Comenzada: 10/07/25 ■ Finalizada: ¿? ■ Portada hecha por mi!

'𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥' BOOK 1. [Prisoner of Azkaban - Deathly Hallows] [Slow-burn] [Warning: this book might contain underage drinking, abuse, trauma, swearing etc.] Weekly updates! [Started:20/1/23 ] [ Finished: COVER MADE BY ME!!