Sirius snaps, barking out irritably, "Because shes a creature that turns men into blithering fools." Her voice is even when she asks, "Speaking from personal experience, Black?" ********************************************************* Gwenyth Whitlock knew what being a Veela was like at Hogwarts, but now that she looked like one she was wholly unprepared. The only person more shocked by her appearance was Sirius Black. The Marauders had spent years trying to successfully prank the Ravenclaw girl, but when she comes back to school transformed and Sirius finally gets a reaction out of her, he finds his priorities shifting. ~In which Gwen and Sirius decide that perhaps they do have somethings in common~ #1 Remus Lupin 3/23/2021 #1 Hogwarts 3/26/2021 #1 Marauders 3/30/2021 #1 James Potter 3/30/2021 #1 Dumbledore 3/31/2021 #1 Harry Potter 4/3/2021 #1 Sirius Black 4/6/2021 {{This is my second ever story-and it's a long one!! Wattpad caps at 200 chapters...so be sure to check out and add part two of one step ahead! I promise it's worth it!}} MATURE.

[COMPLETED] --- A story about a Lestrange who is not quite as she seems and a werewolf who just can't help being intrigued. ∞ I've been hearing symphonies before all I heard was silence. A rhapsody for you and me, and every melody is timeless. Life was stringing me along, then you came and you cut me loose. Was solo singing on my own, now I can't find the key without you. ∞ Highest Ranking: #3 in fanfiction #4 in fanfic #1 in harrypotter #1 in maraudersfanfiction #1 in remus #1 in remuslupinfanfic #1 in siriusblack #1 in wormtail #1 in romancefanfiction #2 in moony #2 in angst #4 in jamespotter #5 in padfoot #5 in marlenemckinnon #5 in lestrange

"𝐖𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞. 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫." Elladora Hargreaves, a Slytherin who sits alone and never speaks. Most believe that she has some kind of illness, but it is much more than that. So much more. The marauders think it would be a good idea to try and prank her and the rest of the Slytherins but when she dodges it, they start to notice her a bit more, but things take a very very dark turn after they make her better. THE MARAUDERS ERA

I need to get away I need to get away I need to get away Helia Blacksmith and people had never got on. Her blank stare and chilling gaze were enough to send most of the inhabitants of Hogwarts scrambling away. She never smiled, never laughed, never cried and never screamed. The only remotely interesting thing about her is the curious way her enemies end up being discreetly punished and the fact that every night, without fail, she disappears out her her dormitory to who-knows-where. And the Marauders are curious. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are about to take on a challenge. And as Remus is dragged further into Helia's world, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to Helia, the girl behind the carefully constructed mask and the stares wiped blank and the mystery. But Helia isn't going to make it easy for them to find her. She vanishes into thin air and lays traps and does everything in her power to eternally mess the the original Messers. But she can't help noticing one of them above the others. And in an internal battle she has learned to hide, what will win: her mind, that kept her protected for sixteen years, or her emotions, that have finally resurfaced after six? ///Cover by the fabulous @--feras ///

She's hated by every house but her own. She's a Slytherin that embodies the house, yet nobody thinks she belongs. She defies social constructs quietly, and they hate her for it. The marauders never cared about who she was; they saw her as a girl that they had to torment. Because that's who she was, and that's who they were. But there's more to Ashlynn Elmer than meets the eye. Remus Lupin knows that. Ashlynn knows that. The only issue? Two groups of friends that get in the way. As Sirius Black would put it, "It's kind of like that Romeo and Juliet story. But different."

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]