Jegulily, soulmates au! +wolfstar & dorlene In the wizarding world most find their soulmate at eleven. In Britain this usually occurs behind a wall of bricks and beside a scarlet steam locomotive. When you meet the person you are destined to love, you feel their magic. So, when James Potter meets a girl with red hair and green eyes, September 1st, he thought this was it. But something isn't right, James could only feel Lily's magic's when she was happy, manly in charms class and at lunch. For Lily she only really felt James' magic at quidditch matches, in transfiguration and when the marauders sat with their heads together plotting. As first year went by they tried so figure out whether this was normal with little help from their friends, who refused to disclose their own soulmates identity. In a turn of events James and Lily never feel magic stronger than when on the first day of their second year they meet one Regulus Black. NOTE: This was originally going to be a short fic, as I just thought of this concept and loved it so wrote this. However, I started writing and now it may be longer that's expected. I'm planning on writing 1000 - 1500 words per chapter with 11-21 chapters. I hate jkr. Cover Art Credit: unknown

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Tic...tac...tic...tac... Ce même bruit incessant l'empêchait de fermer l'œil la nuit...mais était-il vraiment la source de ses insomnies ? « Je peux dormir ici ce soir ? » ...Ou était-ce autre chose. Il n'y avait rien de pire que ressentir le danger autour de nous. De le sentir effleurer notre peau, couper notre respiration...nourrir nos angoisses. Parce que contrairement à ce qu'on pouvait penser, le calme ne régnait toujours pas à Ewing. Le danger n'était pas loin. Il planait autour d'elle comme un fantôme...alors qu'un premier la hantait déjà. Quelque chose se préparait, son instinct lui hurlait de s'enfuir. Car cette fois, elle ne serait pas épargnée. Mais pourtant, lorsque la nuit la plongeait dans le noir complet... ...quelque chose la retenait dans cette ville. « - Réveille-toi, princesse... » « - Reviens-moi si tu peux... »