Alphardblack Stories

Vždy čistý - to je heslo rodu Blacků. Ale byli i tací, kteří s myšlenkami rodiny nesouhlasili. Někteří si tím byli jisti odjakživa a otevřeně to propagovali, někteří se to báli dát najevo a odnesli si své tajemství do hrobu, u jiných se to projevilo, až když se zamilovali. A byli tací, kteří naopak pro udržení tradic byli schopni zabíjet - a to i ty, které považovali za rodinu. A každý má svůj příběh. Známe celý rodokmen Blackových od roku 1845, kdy se narodil nejstarší známý člen rodiny, Sirius. Kořeny této rodiny ale sahají ještě mnohem dál. Paní Rowlingová dala k dispozici rodokmen i s většinou dat narození a úmrtí. Rozhodla jsem se toho využít. Nejde o jednotnou dlouhou fanfikci, ale spíš o takové jednorázové útržky. Nebudou ani řazené podle časové posloupnosti, ale spíš tak co mě zrovna napadne. Kde paní Rowlingová stanovila datum nebo rok, tam se ho snažím udržet. Kde ne, tam si musím domýšlet. Co k tomu víc říct? Asi už snad nic. Tak snad se bude líbit. Za úžasný cover vděčím @Gipi155 . Disclaimer: Postavy (většina, občas si nějaké přimyslím, ale ty nebývají důležité) i svět náleží J. K. Rowlingové. Povídky nejsou psány za účelem zisku, pouze pro potěšení mě a případných čtenářů.

(Best ranking: #1 in TOMIONE and #1 in GRANGER) Hermione finds Tom Riddle's diary in the library and, intrigued, she picks it up, only to find herself falling through to 1943, the year of the previous basilisk attacks. In the past, she not only manages to make an enemy out of the young Lord Voldemort, but learns several things: never turn your back on the spider that is Tom Marvolo Riddle. COMPLETE AS OF JANUARY 2020 Now available in Turkish, thanks to @masstark!

Blacks aren't supposed to have sweet tooth. Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter. This is written for the monthly Froday challenge for November 2021 and is my second go at a bingo card. This is for Card I, the fourth spot which is "Irresistable".

The Oldest of the Sacred Twenty Eight. ___________________________________ ❇Toujours Pur❇ (One shots)

The first outlines of an old memory emerged in Sirius's mind. Like breath misting on a cold glass. He remembered the strange dream he had, before he woke up in the mud, straight from duelling Bellatrix and fighting in the Death Room, of a place he didn't know but he remembered, he remembered a pub, and a storm in the 1960s, coming to see Alphard when he was about seven, and of some local muggles- what had that man said? Something about a place where the spirit world comes close. How Skye was a thin place. He just never expected to see the Isles again, after Azkaban, never mind his Uncle Alphard or his little brother Regulus... But that's the Other Side, so they say. It was the year 1966 and the Wizarding World he knew was gone. Some things seemed the same- like James and the Potters, they seemed normal, as normal as a six year old James Potter could have really been. But things were different. It was all different, and it terrified him- his mother was dead already, for one. And also, if Sirius could just stop forgetting about the other world and the way things went that time, that'd be just great. (Dimension-Travel AU)

The story of Walburga Black. Following through her Hogwarts years and into her misery.

❝To pull away from the current, is to hit the jagged rocks,❞ The Black family was well known for its nobility, for its twisted ways and dark tendencies. They disowned members of their own, and propelled others to the side of warlords, and forceful warlocks. They associated only with those of blood as pure as theirs and their traditions were certainly murmured about in the shadows of the magic world. And so, was it really so surprising, that rumour would follow Regulus like a dismal, ominous cloud: that they would shape him and everyone's perception of him? It made no difference, whether the matter in question was true- with his background, the worst would always be assumed. -------------- Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence | The House of Black | The Death Eaters | First Wizarding War | Angst | Slow Burn | Third Person -------------- Started: 13th August 2016 // 7th January 2021 (This story is currently being rewritten) Finished: TBC -------------- DISCLAIMER- I do not or have an affiliation with Harry Potter. This is purely a piece of fanfiction and all credit is given to JK Rowling and other respective owners. --------------

"We will always support you, hon."

ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏ. ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛʟʏ sᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀsᴋs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ. sɪʀɪᴜs ᴏʀɪᴏɴ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪs ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴇs, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɴᴀᴍᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪsᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ 𝟷𝟸 ɢʀɪᴍᴍᴀᴜʟᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʏ ʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴇɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ. ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ᴀʀᴄᴛᴜʀᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɪɪ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ 𝟷𝟾. ᴀʟʟ ʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴄʀᴀғᴛᴇᴅ ғᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʟʟs ʜɪɢʜ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄʟɪɴᴋs ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴇᴅ

The House of Black is in unanimous agreement: Walburga will marry Orion. Walburga, naturally, finds this intolerable. The presumption. The suffocating, gilt-framed inevitability of it all. Orion, for his part, keeps saying duty when he means something far less civilised, and no one seems inclined to notice the difference - least of all the woman he's been watching with the patience of a saint and the restraint of a man who knows exactly what happens when you rush a creature that bites. Or how does one say yes without losing face, when everyone around has been urging that yes for years? A slow burn, light romance, perilously close to graphomania.

Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it. ★ Regulus Black reaches the afterlife. (oneshot)

//\\ ~you'll never know if she really loves you~ The dark Magic rises... and Isabelle Rosier gives herself the Task to explore the Dark Magic.

Literally what the title says. Your favorite characters from the Marauders era in a fan fic cast. Disclaimer: These actors and actresses are how I view the the Marauders Era characters, so please respect my opinion :). Also, I have added birthdays to them, and some of the years are wrong, and I know that. I did that because it fits my perspective- ❤

'if she can't control heaven, she'll raise hell.' -_-_-_- She was the devil, charming and deceitful, armed with a silver tongue and wondrous lies. He was the willing angel, preserving and good-hearted, armed with warming smiles and convincing tales. For Yin there's a Yan, for a Devil there's an Angel. And this devil lost it's wings - and it's falling.

A person's character is defined not by the common things most people know or the assumptions that are made but by the things that are kept private and the details that remain unknown. This is a story about the life, the death and everything else that came in between of Walburga Irma Black's existence. From life to death, one thing had always been forced into Walburga's mind and that was that their families blood had to remain pure by any means necessary. Follow this forgotten witch throughout her years at Hogwarts and then her adult life and perhaps you'll see that there's more to her than meets the eye. Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter or it's characters but the plot lines and stories in this book are completely my own.

September 1st, 1937, Three sisters arrived at wools orphanage. August 3rd, 1938, A kind man entered the orphanage. September 1st,1938, A whole new world is unleashed for 2 11-year-olds. Im bad at these so read it if you want to or not Idk

What would happen if Tom Marvolo Riddle had been adopted by well-meaning squibs? He would learn the jitterbug! An unabashedly AU HP story about the life and times of T.M. Riddle, set to a backdrop of Big Band hits and Wartime Blitz. Nazi-hexing, swing-dancing, ancient artifact-hunting, basilisk-taming hijinks will ensue! 

agathokakological ¦a-gə-(ˌ)thō-ˌka-kə-¦lä-ji-kəl ADJECTIVE composed of both good and evil in which a boy who had known too little vows to ensure they all know too much ~or~ in which the boy who lived finally reclaims his life as his own This is an AU of my existing book 'Phoenix' I do not own Harry Potter, only my own characters Began: 8th April 2022 Completed:~~~~~~~~