show me your thorns and i'll show you hands ready to bleed. i. prisoner of azkaban - deathly hallows ii. prof remus lupin x femoc cover by @-SNIVYNYX © darkvned All Rights Reserved

Regulus Black was meant to die in that cave. He had accepted it-the cold, the curse, the betrayal that came with serving a monster. But fate had other plans. Pulled from the depths by a cursed siren with silver hair and storm-touched eyes, Regulus wakes in a secret sea cavern with nothing but his broken body and a girl who shouldn't exist. Clara is magic incarnate-ethereal, wordless, and full of questions no one has dared to ask. Together, they are hunted. Not just by Voldemort, who seeks the girl's blood and the boy's silence-but by the war Regulus once helped build. With nothing left to lose, he makes a vow: protect her, whatever it takes. But protection comes at a cost. And love... love was never supposed to be part of the plan. As Clara's voice returns and the truth of her curse unfolds, Regulus is forced to face the very darkness he once embraced. The past doesn't forget. The sea doesn't forgive. And neither does fate.

She was everything Draco Malfoy wasn't meant to want - a brilliant Ravenclaw with soft eyes, a gentle voice, and a mind sharper than any spell he knew. He told himself he hated her. He told everyone else the same. But hatred shouldn't feel like this - a burning twist in his stomach when she laughed with other boys, a violent urge to keep her close, protect her, claim her. Aurelia Vale never expected her final years at Hogwarts to be anything but quiet. After a heartbreak that still stung, the last thing she needed was Draco Malfoy's cold stare or his cruel smirk. Yet the more they clashed, the more something unspoken sparked between them - something fierce, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers Draco Malfoy romance full of jealousy, obsession, Quidditch, lingering touches, sharp words, stolen glances and the kind of love that terrifies even a Slytherin.

― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆

After the war, gone is the Malfoy's standing in society, its reputation and the benefits that came out of it. All that's left is a stained name and a fortune worth more than Draco could ever spend. Tied with the loss of his parents, the pureblood finds himself without a purpose to live. An offer from Hogwarts and a chance meeting with a woman sweeter than the desserts she baked might just be what he needs to find it again. (Set ten years after the Battle of Hogwarts) (Slytherin x Hufflepuff)

Elestara Lyra Black was everything a proper pureblood girl should be: elegant, cunning, coldly brilliant, and thoroughly unimpressed by fame or foolishness. She walked like a queen-in-waiting and proudly bore her mother's maiden name. On top of that, she was also Draco's twin sister. And Harry Potter? He was everything she was raised to despise: reckless and impulsive, too brave for his own good, and determined to get her to notice him. They were Lily and James in the next life, only Lily was a girl with hair the color of starlight and eyes the color of frost. She was a star, Harry's star, and most of all, a firecracker. HIGHEST RANKINGS 20250516 #1 in Daphne 20250522 #1 in Slytherin 20250522 #1 in Gryffindor 20250522 #1 in Voldemort 20250525 #1 in Narcissa 20250608 #1 in Regulus 20250621 #1 in Malfoy 20250628 #1 in Hogwarts

Faye Scamander was never dangerous. She was the girl who handed out biscuits like blessings, chatted with portraits, rescued injured creatures, and left wildflowers on desks simply because it felt kind. And somehow, Draco Malfoy noticed her anyway. Draco had been raised in a castle of cold rules and colder expectations. Faye had grown up in a cottage overflowing with warmth and wonder. He had been taught that softness was weakness. She had been raised to believe that softness saved people. They should have stayed worlds apart. Instead, they kept colliding-his armour against her gentleness, his silence against her small-magic courage. And somewhere between a flower she gave him, a biscuit he pretended not to want, and the moments they lingered without meaning to- everything shifted. Because some spells were loud and destructive. But the ones that changed a life? They were always the small things no one saw coming

Finn Lynch lives a quiet, tranquil life in a rural village in the mountains. Her life may lack spontaneity and excitement, but at least it's peaceful. And if it's a little lonely too, then she can't complain too much - she's still happy, after all. When her uncle asks her to house a defector from the magical war he's involved in, Finn agrees reluctantly despite her concerns that the presence of Regulus Black in her home will disrupt the careful peace she's been cultivating for years. Nothing could prepare her for what an insufferable prick he is. [marauders era] [regulus black x muggle oc] [enemies to lovers] ** updates on wednesdays **

The year after her brother James graduates, Teddy Potter returns to Hogwarts for her final year. With the Marauders gone, it should be a quiet, peaceful year despite the mounting tensions in the world outside of school. The problem, naturally, lies with Regulus Black, the broody boy who just might be the most effortlessly aggravating person she's ever met in her whole life. And for someone who was raised with James Potter, that's saying a LOT. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "You know, it must be exhausting to be such a fucking prick all the time." "I have fantastic stamina." "Oh, fuck you-" ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── [marauders era] [regulus black x oc] [enemies to enemies with benefits to lovers?] rated mature for sexual content

Leila Blair Weasley, Ron's twin, is everything Blaise Zabini can't stand: impulsive, dazzlingly bright, far too kind, and always ready to throw herself into helping others. And worst of all... she's a Weasley. Even worse? She's the Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch team. But during their fifth year at Hogwarts, as tensions rise and inter-house rivalries grow fiercer, so do the emotions simmering beneath the surface. After a fiery clash on the pitch, Blaise and Leila launch into a private war of pranks, sharp remarks, and challenges. Yet beneath the biting sarcasm and heated glares, something far more dangerous begins to smolder: attraction, vulnerability, and the unspoken longing to be truly seen. ~ This is a fanfiction about Harry Potter's world. The characters, the wordl and some events in this story are inspired by the original Harry Potter series, created by J.K Rowling. The events and characters in this fanfic are fictional and should be treated as such.