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Isabella Robert, a half-blood witch, was sorted into Gryffindor and spent her Hogwarts years nursing a quiet, unreturned love for James Potter. The heartbreak that followed marked her deeply, but life moved on. She slowly learned to heal, to love again, and spent years rebuilding the happiness she thought she'd never have. Just when it finally felt within reach, the war came. Now, dying amidst the chaos, she can't help but wonder if the universe ever meant for her to be happy at all.

"𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀"- niall horan a muggle au story in which james potter falls for sirius' twin sister. what could possibly go wrong? "Tell me you're not shagging my sister." "I'm not shagging your sister...?"

but if you kissed me now i know you'd fool me again © xiaocats †

Aimee Burke had been raised to be independent and strong-willed, all for her future success. A distant father and an overbearing mother, makes her days at Hogwarts seem like heaven. Sirius Black had been raised to hold strong values for blood purity. Along with his brother were taught that Purebloods, were the only wizards worth socialising with. However, Sirius would do anything in his power to do the exact opposite. In the beginning, the pair don't see eye to eye. Until they realise that they have a lot more in common than they first thought. They just needed to get over old traditions. Even fix them if they hope to ever get along. ©SlytherinSilverRose

Elara June Lupin was the beacon of light in her family - full of laughter, wildflowers in her hair, and a heart that burned like the summer sun. She was brightness and bravery, the kind of girl who believed in hope even when the world told her not to. Regulus Black was the Slytherin Prince - cold-eyes and silver-tongued, all sharp edges and secrets. A boy raised on pure-blood legacy and quiet survival, with a future that was already carved into stone. When they're paired together in fifth-year Potions, everyone expects the worst - light and shadow rarely mix. But slowly, between simmering cauldrons and late-night study sessions, something shifts. A glance held too long. A lingered touch of hands. A truth shared in the dark. As the world around them begins to fracture under the weight of a growing war, Elara and Regulus are forced to choose: loyalty to the names they were born with, or the love that defies it all. Because sometimes, the brightest stars burn out too soon. And sometimes, love is the most dangerous rebellion of all. Started: June 17,2025 Ended: TBA I do not own Harry Potter, all characters, ideas, and plots from the movies and books belong to the author and rightful owners. I do however, own all the original characters, dialogue, plot, etc.

Daisy Evans has always known something about her was different. She sees magic before she understands it: colors around people, threads in the air, warmth in places no one else notices. Her twin sister, Lily, is bold enough to chase answers. Daisy is quieter, stranger, and far less certain of where she belongs. When their Hogwarts letters arrive, everything they've hidden from becomes real. Magic. Wands. Houses. Secrets. A world beneath their own. But Hogwarts is not the dream Daisy expected. Lily is sorted into Gryffindor. Severus Snape into Slytherin. Daisy into Hufflepuff. For the first time in their lives, the Evans twins are separated. As Lily is pulled toward new friends and old loyalties, Daisy begins noticing the things everyone else misses: the bruised magic around a quiet boy named Remus Lupin, the shadows clinging to Sirius Black, the dangerous hunger for belonging growing in Severus, and the strange secrets adults keep behind locked doors. Hogwarts is full of magic. But Daisy is beginning to learn that magic is not always safe, not always kind, and not always meant to be seen. And some secrets bite back.

Genevieve Sterling has her entire life meticulously planned. As the Head Girl, she exists in a quiet sanctuary of advanced arithmancy texts, ink-stained fingers, and a fiercely guarded ambition. As a muggle-born, she has absolutely no time for the looming wizarding war, or the toxic pureblood politics poisoning the corridors of Hogwarts. She definitely has no time for Sirius Black or Evan Rosier. Loud, reckless, and ruinously handsome, Sirius is a walking disaster wearing his rebellion like a leather jacket. He is a storm tearing through the castle, drowning out the dark legacy of his family with firewhiskey and a blindingly arrogant smirk. Evan, on the other hand, is the exact opposite. He is a quiet, suffocating compliance, a Slytherin heir bound to a rising Dark Lord, hiding his paralyzing terror behind a cold, untouchable mask. To Sirius, Evie is a rule-obsessed bookworm. To Evan, she is a blinding, impossible light. And to Evie, they are both colossal complications she can't afford. But when the responsibilities of their seventh year force them into the same orbit, the carefully drawn boundaries between them begin to blur. Sirius realizes the quiet Ravenclaw might be the only person who truly sees the wounded beast hiding beneath his charm, while Evan realizes she might be the only lifeline capable of saving him from drowning. Caught between the fiercely protective fire of a Gryffindor and the dark, devastating gravity of a Slytherin, Evie is about to find out that no amount of logic can save a map once it catches fire. [A Marauders Era Story]

Here I am, a rabbit-hearted girl. HARRY POTTER. autistic female oc PoA ─── DH written by eliza

"I hate him with all my might." Astrid Monroe - the emotionless Gryffindor with eyes like a storm and hair as dark as midnight. At fifteen, she stood taller than all her friends - Lily, Marlene, Alice, and Dorcas - yet somehow felt the smallest in the world. Born just minutes before September 1st, she was always a year behind, always a step apart. People whispered that something was wrong with her, that no one could be that cold - but Astrid Monroe didn't care. Because caring was something she'd forgotten how to do.

[WARNING: Book is not suitable for reading in quiet areas, as the emotions resulted from reading usually end in squealing and/or excessive giggling.] Eva Bishop is just trying to live her life as best as she can in her seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry without any unneeded interruptions. Unfortunately for her, Sirius Black is hell bent on making her life more difficult than she wants it to be. Why, you ask? Open her diary and let her tell you. [slow burn x enemies to lovers]

This is a story about the girl who sees the good in everyone and the boy who never lets anyone see when he's hurting. James Potter x OC

Esmee Potter has never lived up to the Potter name-and she prefers it that way. While her brother James basks in the spotlight, all charm and Gryffindor pride, Esmee walks her own path: quieter, sharper, and far more dangerous. She's not out to save the world. She's out to survive it-on her own terms. But when she crosses paths with Regulus Black-misunderstood, cunning, and tangled in the dark threads of his family's legacy-her carefully built walls begin to crack. They're from different worlds, enemies by blood and house, yet drawn to each other by something neither of them can explain. As darkness rises inside and outside Hogwarts, Esmee must decide who she wants to be: the girl who hides in the shadows, or the rebel who's willing to risk everything-even her heart-for the wrong boy. She's not James Potter's sister. She's something else entirely. And he sees it. *I do NOT own these characters except Esmee Potter and my other OCs* LONG, SLOWburn guys. Buckle up.

Regulus Black and Pandora Rosier.. Oh where do I begin.

A love story with misunderstandings and loyalties that never falter. Go here if you want to see rejection, protection, and sacrifice. Finally seeing the light. The cover is not my own work of art, and I am sincerely sorry to the person who made this. Anyways, the golden trio is gonna show at the middle of the book.

𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘. 2026. ©𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘦 IN WHICH, regulus black drives to fulfill his heir duties regardless of what obstacles may be tossed at him. upon doing so, it is nothing unusual when he is assigned a future wife. whom, although very hard headed at first, paints regulus' life in a whole new light. now, the boy no longer sees his future as something that must be feared. IN WHICH, astrifera malfoy is raised to be the perfect pureblood trophy, expected to bow to tradition and play her part in her family's legacy. upon doing so, it is nothing unusual when she is bartered off to the black family heir. who, although resistant to her fate at first, begins to unravel the cold facade of her betrothed. Now, the girl no longer sees her arranged marriage as a golden door to freedom. regulus black x fem!oc all rights reserved to JK Rowling graphics and oc reserved to ©𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘦

I'm currently rewriting this fic FOR THE THIRD TIME. I realized I was trying so hard to get out chapters and just make it interesting instead of making myself an actually good writer😭. I've started reading real books instead of fanfics in the middle of the night...so hopefully this style is better. It's Remus x Oc Potter, slow burn...kinda? idfk but stay tuned, I'm trying to get chapters out at least once a week. Comment if you like it, comment if you don't, comment if you have no comments to give. Love you all, Silas

What would happen if the Marauders had Instagram? Btw, the marauders and Slytherin skittles are on good terms. Everyone hates snivellous SHIPS: Wolfstar Jegulus Dorlene Rosekiller

When Lily finally agrees to go on a date with James he was over the moon, she had one condition : he must win the next quidditch game. He agreed eagerly convinced he would win that was until he realised who they actually played against. The captain of Ravenclaws team, Camden Sawyer is always determined to win a game. That's why the other houses seem to jockey for the first position. Their red string of fate started forming when James came up with a horrible scheme... 1977-1981 ༄

Everyone at Hogwarts knows Yara Eliana Everleigh. Not because she's the loudest. Not because she's the prettiest. But because she's kind. She remembers every name, never forgets a birthday, and makes sure no one spends Christmas without a gift to open. James Potter has known her name for years. He just never truly saw her.

Daemon Targaryen × Original Female Character Sirius blinked, caught slightly off guard. It was such an ordinary, friendly welcome that, for a moment, he wasn't quite sure how to respond. James noticed the hesitation and smirked. "Something wrong?" Sirius shook his head with a faint, almost amused smile. "No," he replied, glancing at Alaynna again. "Just... not what I expected." Alaynna tilted her head curiously, genuine interest in her eyes. "Expected what?" Sirius hesitated for a moment before answering honestly. "Arrogance." A faint, almost sheepish smile crossed his face. "You're from an old magical family. I thought you'd be... well... rather full of yourself." Instead of looking offended, Alaynna's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "How disappointing for the rumours," she said with perfectly straight-faced humour. "I seem to have developed my own personality." Lily laughed aloud, while even James couldn't hide an amused grin. Alaynna gave a small shrug, still smiling. "I don't really follow all those stuffy pure-blood rules about how people are supposed to behave. They sound exhausting."