𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑 during the Marauder's Era In the glittering shadows of Slytherin House, four names rule Hogwarts like a whispered curse: Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, and Cressida Black-the youngest Black sister with a venomous tongue, dangerous beauty, and a wicked heart wrapped in silk and secrets. Together, they're the Unholy Four. Cressida flirts like a weapon and taunts like a queen. When Gryffindor's golden boy, James Potter, becomes the latest subject of a bet with Evan, she makes it her personal mission to bring him to his knees. Her goal? To make him fall helplessly for her-and win. She never expected the game to backfire. Because one mistake changes everything: a dream, too vivid to forget, of Evan touching her like she mattered. Ever since, her world shifts. He's supposed to be her best friend. Her chaos twin. Her rival in games of pride and sin. But Evan Rosier has always played with fire-and now, he wants to own it. Caught between ancient bloodlines, war-torn loyalties, and their own unraveling restraint, Evan and Cressida spiral into a forbidden obsession neither of them can control. It's not love. It's war. And they'd burn down the world just to win. #1 Evan Roiser                                              © 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐢𝐢 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.

"𝑂𝑝𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑒! 𝑊𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙!" she giggled as she twirled her wand away. Batting her long lashes, as she smiled adorably to them. ♡︎ 𝙱𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚘 𝚡 𝙷𝚙 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ♡︎ 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 ❤︎ 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚔 @𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋

༄*: in which genevieve lewis is completely oblivious to one of her best friends feelings towards her. ༉‧₊ *ੈ✩‧₊˚

"You've fallen in love with a girl you've never met?" "Yes, but we play chess!" 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 ©

the twins with differences * One girl was born with a gift, while the other was left behind in more ways than one.

She had exactly 41 freckles. He had counted. He had three freckles: one under his chin, one on his left forearm and one right above his right ear. Willow Mosse and James Potter seem to be quite different yet all the same at once. It's a shame they met a little too late. Marauders Era James Potter x fem OC

After a long and painful chemotherapy with noting but death at its end, Ann awakes under cruelest pain in a unfamiliar bed. While she just gave birth to a little baby. There is a breathtaking handsome man, who asserts to be her husband and a small boy with black hair who seems to be her son. While the people around her talk about a loss of memory Ann finds out what happened to her. It may sound ridiculous but it seems she landed in the world of her favourite book series. However the story of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, didn't start yet. Or in the near future. Because her little son who watches her with fear from the edge of her bed is nobody else but Sirius Black and the child she just gave birth to is Regulus Black. That makes her Walburga Black. She is purebloody fucked! The story comes alone from me, but the world is from Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Part 7 of the Times Saga. The books can be read independent from each other.

In which James Potter communicates with a girl by engraving their conversations into a table in the library. 'When can we meet in person?' 'But that would ruin all the fun.' 'I just want to know who it is that I'm talking to.' 'Then why don't you try and figure it out?' [james potter x female oc] [marauders era]