Rigelblack Stories

༺═───────────═༻ "ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏɪᴇʟᴅᴇᴅ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴛ ɪᴛꜱ ᴋᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ." ༺═───────────═༻ 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦, in a year better forgotten, the world lost three people it loved and gained one it didn't know to look for. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦, a man who broke nothing was punished for everything. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦, a mother spent her last heartbeat making sure her daughter would have a first one of her own. And once - only once - a voice that didn't belong to anyone living spoke four words into the dark and was never heard again. 𝘌𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴. It means something. No one alive remembers what. She was born to the wrong night and the right blood. She grew up half-loved by the right people and wholly haunted by the wrong story. She thought she knew how it ended. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵. Now the soulless pause when she walks past - as if some buried scrap of them still remembers what it felt like to want something. The Veil has begun saying her name in a voice that isn't quite its own. And somewhere far beneath everything already buried, something ancient is starting, slowly, to wake - because of her. There is a boy beside her who already knows what it costs to survive the unsurvivable. There is a family built instead of given. There is a question so old it forgot it was ever asked. Some gifts save you and ruin you in equal measure. Death has never lost. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸. Disclaimer: All images used in this fanfiction are sourced from Pinterest. Full credit and rights belong to their respective original creators & Pinterest accounts. All rights to the Harry Potter universe and characters belong to J.K. Rowling & Warner Bros. All original characters (OCs), plotlines, and story developments introduced in this work are my own creative ideas.

❝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. --------------

When Rigel Black graduated from Hogwarts a very suprising thing was revealed, he was in fact Harry Potter. A fanfiction of the fanfiction the Futile Facade by murkybluematter. This plot is brought to you by ocean sands on fanfiction.net, thank you so much for letting me write the concept!

Rigel Sirius Black was the son of Sirius Black. Raised in an orphanage unloved and uncared for, he was surprised he had received a letter of admission to a magical school, and even as he escapes a dreary life and enters a world of magic with new friends, trouble awaited them.

This is a one-shot series set post Futile Facade Chapter 14 (Rigel Black Chronicles). This one-shot is inspired by the Rigel Black Chronicles. It's an AU Harry Potter fanfiction, and one of the best! You're missing something wonderful in the world of Harry Potter if you haven't read that already, so go ahead and give it a try! This will only make sense if you read all the books first. Characters and anything I have not added to the story itself all belongs to Violet Matter, author of the Rigel Black Chronicles.