― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

"You're torturing me," she whispered. He huffed a quiet laugh. "You're looking like this, and I'm the one torturing you?" He pulled the ribbons tighter, drawing her waist in, and she bit her lip. "Just a little more," he murmured, tightening the next ribbon. Another grazed touch. Another tremble from her. "Reg," she breathed. His hands stilled. "Yes, love?" She swallowed. "You're doing that on purpose." "I absolutely am." . Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him. . Part of the 'Second Series'. The 'Second Series' is a series of four books, each having an oc in each Hogwarts house. They can be read in any order as they are all happening within the same timeframe. If I was to recommend reading any way I would do a tandem read between the books, reading them by date. But if you would like to read them one at a time my suggestion would be reading them in this order: Second Chance, Second Sin, Second Haven, Second Storm.

" salt air and the rust on your door „ when two friends decide to fake date for publicity and revenge but vow not to catch feelings.. it's messy & emotional & yes... it's also a lot like the song august by taylor.

❛ ─ in which regulus black finds himself obsessing over a particular ravenclaw half-blood whom he should not even be talking to. ❜ ⋆૪ ִֶָ ࣪𖥻✸۫˖ 𓍯۫˖ ❤️‍🩹𖥔 ָ࣪ ˖╲ʾ ִ 𖤐💋 ִ ͙▸ ##! ꒰ fem!oc x r.black ꒱ ##! ꒰ mature content ꒱ ##! ꒰ marauders era ꒱ ⌕ ៸៸ ♫﹔my original story ﹪✮ ۫ ₊ ִ𖤐 ˚ . also on ao3 as (@setforhogwarts) ♡̶ 𐑂 𓏲 . * 𓂃 intended lowercase <3 ꜝꜝ

"You're the last person I expected to save me from my disastrous date.", she placed her gloved hand on his, letting herself be pulled closer. His lips leaned just above her ear, sending shudders down her spine, "Ah, but I do have a penchant for rescuing damsels in distress, Lestrange. Just couldn't resist the opportunity." "Careful, Black, you might make people think we actually get along." "Wouldn't want to ruin our reputations, now, would we?", their torsos clashed with a strong pull on her waist. ---------- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. That's all Danica ever knew growing up. But when her world shattered with the abrupt end of her engagement to Regulus Black, she found herself standing at a crossroad, torn between a sweet illusion and the unforgiving truth. ---------- 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ---------- #3 rab (April 2024), #1 darkmark (May 2024) #1 rab (May 2024), 1# harrypotterfanfiction (April 2025) ---------- All rights belong to J. K. Rowling

Meredith McKinnon. Younger sister of Marlene, Head Girl, Gryffindor beater. Regulus Black. Sole heir of the Black's, Head Boy, Slytherin quidditch captain, Death Eater. As Head Boy and Girl, Meredith and Regulus are forced to be civil with each other. Through late night patrols, potions projects, and Slug Club dinners, the pair goes from hating the other to whispering sweet nothings when nobody is around. #1 in mckinnon - 9.12.22 #2 in regulusblack - 9.12.22 #2 in ravenclaw - 10.23.22

Y/N Pettigrew is abused by her parents, and all she wants is to be friends with her brother's friends. However, the Marauders seem a little too self-absorbed to pay her any mind. What will happen when she becomes friends with Regulus Black? Suddenly she has the attention she has always wanted, but not in the way she wants. Regulus is looking like the better choice every day.

Fanfiction that is fluff, angst, etc but no sex. You can read this with no worry of being scandalized. lots of cute moments. All between Timmy and the Reader.