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Hating someone is the same as falling in love. Close proximity is the bullet in the barrel for both, but it's a game of roulette. Either the gun will shoot and kill, or you'll get the empty slot, and no one gets hurt. Which one is which all depends on the two people involved. Love can kill, and hate can live. Or, love can live, and hate can kill. The question is, which one does this story follow? Lyra Potter is the younger twin to golden boy James Potter. She's the rougher version of him with untrimmed edges and an aggressive personality. She's never found luck in love as her twin had, and by the time she turned 18, she had given up entirely, thanks to the words of a casually cruel Sirius Black. That was until she found the note on her bed from a person who refuses to share their name or any small details. Follow Lyra as she learns the difference between love and hate, all while trying to unravel a mystery that all started with a note on her bed.

Aurora Black discovers she is destined to destroy the wizarding world and tries to do everything in her power to not do so. cover by nightwvngs ⛦

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

It has been over a year since the murder of his wife, Lily, and James Potter wishes every day that it is simply a nightmare that he will wake up from. Unfortunately, it isn't and in the wake of her death, James finds himself as a single parent to their son, Harry. The Boy-Who-Lived is known all around the wizarding world as the one to defeat Lord Voldemort on the same night that Lily was killed as the proclaimed "Dark Lord" attempted to rid of the child as well, yet failed. However, James is just trying to do his best in raising Harry in the most normal fashion as he can possibly muster but it's not easy. With one of his former best friends in Azkaban for the betrayal to the Order and his two remaining best friends not on speaking terms, James finds himself drowning in stress. Yet, relief comes in the form of a young woman, named Renata, and their first encounter is nothing short of a chaotic mess. But at the same time, it's the first thing that's made James laugh in months.

Harry never knew his Father James Potter had a little sister. That he had other options besides living with the extremely vile Dursley family. Where Eleanor Potter becomes a professor at Hogwarts, beginning her journey in protecting her nephew.

The noble and most ancient house of black are said to produce young witches and wizards with superior magic, superior bone structure and most of all superior blood. As one of the oldest, largest and wealthiest families in Great Britain nothing less would be expected. Toujours Pur. Cassiopeia Vega Black, the fourth daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black was no exception... If anything she could give the Black family something that her sisters and cousins could not, something that her ancestors before her could not. A legacy that no one in the wizarding world would ever forget. But when someone is born and raised in that kind of cruelty it tends to leave scars.