This is the second part of Mortem, if you haven't read that already, do so before reading Frigus, for nothing will make sense :) tw: drugs, graphic violence and torture - Nephera Winchester's life was far from simple, and now that she had exposed Dumbledore's true colors in front of the entire Order, everything was about to get much more complicated. Unfortunately for her, having her ex-headmaster and the Dark Lord conspiring against her was only one of the many problems she was facing. Some time ago, she had visited a fortune-teller. Never having been a fan of divination, Nephera simply thought of it as a way to pass the time, the news she received, however, were far from happy. Loss. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Who would she lose? In the middle of a war, the possibilities were endless, truly. And what did heartbreak mean?Sure, she and Sirius had started out as enemies, but now they were dating, and their relationship was thriving, surely, he wouldn't break up with her. And who would betray the Order? With the Dark Lord growing stronger every passing day, people were growing scared, there was no telling what someone might do to stay alive. Not to mention, the fortune-teller's words were only the tip of the iceberg when it came to cryptic tales about the future. After a visit to the Fae kingdom and a talk with the High Fae, she found out that her life and its course had been marked in the skies the second it began. Twenty-one stars fell from the sky the day she was born. And now, those same stars told the tale of three true lions and two true snakes, who had an imperative role to play in the war. What did the twenty-one falling stars signify? Nephera raked her brain time and time again to figure it out, but she couldn't. And who were the three true lions and two true snakes? She only had one other friend in Slytherin, Regulus Black, who was serving as her spy on Voldemort's side, but in Gryffindor, she had a lot more than three friends.

"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

❝We have each other. That's all we need for now.❞ Ophelia Potter and Regulus Black have been best friends ever since they made a pact to stick together at age ten. They bond over magic, family, and friends. They've stuck together through thick and thin, but will they be able to stay just friends - or friends at all - throughout their time at Hogwarts? Top Ratings #1 - regulus #1 - ophelia #1 - barty #1 - marauders #1 - maraudersfanfiction #1 - bartycrouchjr #1 - james #1 - pandoralovegood #2 - fanfiction (!!!) #2 - sirius #3 - regulusblack #3 - marauders #3 - friendstolovers #3 - frenemies #7 - angst #9 - siriusblack Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story other than Ophelia Potter; All other characters are part of the Harry Potter series. The plot is my original plot, but is based on stories and characters from the Harry Potter series.

Jemina Potter is a witch, a mother, a sister, a wife, a friend, an enemy, and an ally - but not a baby fish. She is incredible; kind and thoughtful, but incredibly secretive and stubborn. She loves with all of her heart, but she holds grudges with all of her soul. Jemina has one of the most important roles in the first wizarding world, but how did she get there? And how the hell did she lose half of the people she cared about in one day? #2 in "lilyevans"!

Kalon /kA-lon/ (n.) Beauty that is more than skin-deep ❝In the dark depth of her steel gaze, you can see the brightest of the stars. She has magic in her eyes that even the stars envy.❞ "Blimey Fred, are you one of those anguished cursed poets now?" -And now, without much ado, we may present you the Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief Heirs- ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ∼ This is a work of fanfiction based on the work of J.K. Rowling. Everything in this book that you recognised from the Harry Potter series belongs to J.K Rowling. All of J.K. Rowling's characters are created and owned by her and I don't claim any ownership over them. This story is not part of J.K. Rowling's story canon, it's for entertainment only. However, I reserve all the rights over the character of my own invention, I do not allow any part of this work that is of my own invention to be reproduced and distributed. Any images and gifs in this work and cover do not belong to me.

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.

"That's Juliet Wittle." "What happened to her?" "She was killed by death eaters. One of the worse deaths too. We all suffered losing her, especially sirius." "Why?" "They were soul mates." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Harry had found an old photo book stashed away at Grimmualds Place he becomes intrigued by the one he'd never heard anything about. May contain some mature scenes. No° 9 Marauders

TW: drugs, physical abuse, torture Book Two (Frigus) is out now! Some people are just born to fight. It's not that they're born brave. It's not that they're born strong. It's just that the universe has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. They'll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways. But they were born to fight. Maybe it's not the life they would've chosen. Maybe they'd love to lay down their arms. But they were born to fight. It's what they know. It's what they do. It's all they can do. *** Nephera Winchester and Sirius Black have always hated each other. From the second they set their eyes on each other in the first year, the two have done nothing but bicker, and everyone thought that would always be the case, but alas, fate has an interesting way of unwinding. *** Sirius Black x OC The only thing I own is Nephera Winchester and her storyline, the rest belongs to that b*tch JKR *** Rankings (these are just for me to keep track lmao) #24 maraudersera (25.04.21) #8 sirius (26.04.21) #5 sirius (29.04.21) #12 maraudersera (1.05.21) #13 marauders (10.05.21) #4 prongs (20.05.21) #2 prongs (22.05.21) #1 siriusblackxoc (03.06.21) #17 siriusblack (09.06.21) #6 siriusblack (13.06.21) #1 themarauders (18.06.21)

irrevocably (adv): in a way that cannot be changed, reversed, or recovered. *** My twin is destined to die at the hand of Voldemort. I have been promised the same fate. And not because I was chosen in the way Harry was. But I was marked for death all the same. That's the price you pay for spearheading a rebellion, I suppose. Death is only death-an inevitability. Death is nothing to dread. Death is nothing to fear. But after loving George Weasley, I'm desperate to defy the inescapable, to withstand this war. I don't fear dying, I fear leaving George behind when I go. [November 2020-December 2020] [[Rewrite/Revise as of July 2023]]

{UNDER EDITING} (Might be some inconsistencies in details) Delphi had never grown up to trust easily. Hard to, when both your parents were Death Eaters lying cold in the ground, and your godfather-brilliant, reckless Sirius Black-had cared only in brief flashes before getting himself thrown behind bars. That left Remus Lupin, the ever-gentle werewolf, as the only one willing to raise her. And for all his patience, even he couldn't quite tame the storm that was Delphi. Because she was not ordinary. She carried powers spoken of only in myths, and they made the world around her twist and hum in ways that frightened even her at times. Life, as expected, was never simple-especially at Hogwarts. So she surrounded herself with chaos. Befriending the loudest, wildest, and most dangerously fun students helped her feel-ironically-sane. And then came Fred Weasley. Of course, she had to fall for the one boy who matched her madness. She'd never been one for feelings-too delicate, too risky-but anyone could see the sparks when they collided. Delphi would rather face a duel than a confession. Because heartbreak-now that-was the kind of curse even she couldn't undo.