Elara June Lupin was the beacon of light in her family - full of laughter, wildflowers in her hair, and a heart that burned like the summer sun. She was brightness and bravery, the kind of girl who believed in hope even when the world told her not to. Regulus Black was the Slytherin Prince - cold-eyes and silver-tongued, all sharp edges and secrets. A boy raised on pure-blood legacy and quiet survival, with a future that was already carved into stone. When they're paired together in fifth-year Potions, everyone expects the worst - light and shadow rarely mix. But slowly, between simmering cauldrons and late-night study sessions, something shifts. A glance held too long. A lingered touch of hands. A truth shared in the dark. As the world around them begins to fracture under the weight of a growing war, Elara and Regulus are forced to choose: loyalty to the names they were born with, or the love that defies it all. Because sometimes, the brightest stars burn out too soon. And sometimes, love is the most dangerous rebellion of all. Started: June 17,2025 Ended: TBA I do not own Harry Potter, all characters, ideas, and plots from the movies and books belong to the author and rightful owners. I do however, own all the original characters, dialogue, plot, etc.

(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."

Two years after the war that shattered his world, James Potter is stuck in place. Grief lingers in the quiet moments, in the weight of his son's laughter, in the ghosts of what could have been. He tells himself the life he has built for himself is enough- just him, Harry and the friends who refuse to let him slip too far. Then comes Olive Beaufort. A potions apprentice with warmth in her voice and kindness in her hands, she drifts into their lives with no agenda, no expectations. She isn't trying to fix anything- or anyone, but she is something new. Harry adores her instantly. And James, despite himself, isn't immune to her presence either. As October fades and Halloween looms- the day that too almost everything from him- James finds himself caught between the past and an uncertain future. But maybe, just maybe, healing doesn't come all at once. Maybe it starts in small moments, in unexpected places and friendships, in Rainy Days and Mondays that don't feel so heavy anymore. (1983-onwards) (James Potter x OC) (Multiple POV's)

❝ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡, ❞ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐎 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 (𝐎𝐑 as most people know, calypso daniels) needed to flee england as soon as whispers of voldemort's return started. she, in an attempt to stay under the radar, moved to a town called forks in the state of washington. in this new terrain, she came across species she knew of but never encountered: vampires and shifters. wrapped up in a completely different supernatural debacle with deatheaters on her tail, she somehow found her soulmates, and had to deal with typical teenage drama. ⦗edward cullen x oc x jacob black⦘ ❝ 𝙞'𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧. ❞

❝𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮.❞ ❝𝙊𝙝, 𝙚𝙧- 𝙬𝙤𝙬. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚.❞ ❝𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙣𝙤-❞ ℌarry Potter has been the chosen one for as long as he could remember. Not that he minded. Besides fighting Lord Voldemort every year and nearly dying while being at it, he quite liked the attention he received from being the 'chosen one'. Though this year, he's starting to wonder why he couldn't just jump off the astronomy tower. Foolish of him to wish for a normal school year. No, he just had to be chosen for the Triwizard Tournament. And if his life couldn't get any weirder, he just also had to run into his teenage father and his friends from sixteen years ago. 𝓸𝓻 𝕴𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖗. {Harry Potter x oc}

Maeve Macmillan liked to write. It didn't matter if it was writing her thoughts in her diary, short stories in a journal, articles for newspapers, essays for homework, letters to her parents, simple reminders on her hand, quotes on parchment to stick on the walls of her room or even the small notes that she would write anonymously to the boy with the horrific scars and kindest words, the boy with the brightest smile and saddest eyes or to the boy who was so desperately trying to prove that he was strong. Sometimes, it was completely okay to not be okay, and it was very comforting to know that somebody somewhere not only paid attention to you, but was also rooting for you (in a non-creepy, stalker-ish way, of course). Maeve was completely fine with being anonymous. In fact, she preferred it. Which was why she was practically horrified to hear that the Marauders were looking hard and wide for the person who had been leaving them and everybody else these notes for the past seven years that had gotten them through thick and thin. Marauder's Era AU Copyrighted @2020 © All Rights Reserved Book cover and aesthetics made by me. However, I do not own any of the images used.

❝when did you get hot? all the sudden i could look you up and down all day...❞ in which gryffindor's resident party girl starts to notice the most mysterious marauder. ❝I bet your light rod's like bigger than Zeus'.❞ ❝You wanna test that theory?❞ (I do not own the harry potter franchise I only own Vivienne and any other original characters I create) started: 9.08.2025 completed: ongoing [remus lupin x fem oc] © _sxmwich

𝒾 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒾 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅, 𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝒾 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 ✧✧✧ "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞? 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲?" "𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐠." "𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲!" "𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲." ✧✧✧ Lovella Granger hadn't planned to fall in love under the mentorship of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Or with the stray she had befriended on the campus grounds. { currently 100k+ words } --- *throuple* ^don't like it, don't read it, thanks 🫶 [begins prisoner of azkaban, AU where voldemort died in first wizarding war]

Isabella Robert, a half-blood witch, was sorted into Gryffindor and spent her Hogwarts years nursing a quiet, unreturned love for James Potter. The heartbreak that followed marked her deeply, but life moved on. She slowly learned to heal, to love again, and spent years rebuilding the happiness she thought she'd never have. Just when it finally felt within reach, the war came. Now, dying amidst the chaos, she can't help but wonder if the universe ever meant for her to be happy at all.

When Regulus Black had walked into the cave with the intention of destroying Salazar Slytherin's's locket, he had known that he was going to die. In fact, he had been prepared to do so. Which was why he had been surprised when he was pulled out of the water and saved by a beautiful girl. His brother's future daughter, to be more precise. She's hunting horcruxes too (notice the plural form used), only she knows how to destroy them completely. She is younger than him (albeit only by a few months physically), and displaced by time; so it's only proper that he joins her in her quest. After all, he is a pureblood, and pure bloods have always been (somewhat) perfect gentlemen. So join us in the crazy, weird and exciting adventures of Regulus and Ara as they teach you, dear readers, about the wonderful art of hunting horcruxes. TRIGGER WARNING: incest, minute description of gore. (yes, i am well aware that the first half of the book contains incest. please refrain from commenting about that because you have already been warned regarding the topic. if this isn't the kind of book you wish to read, don't; but leaving hate comments is unacceptable. thank you and have a good day!) Marauder's Era AU Copyrighted @2020 © All Rights Reserved Book cover and aesthetics made by me. However, I do not own any of the images used.