Snuffles Stories

JK Rowling leaves many empty holes in the background of the marauders, Sirius Black in particular. This gives me a reason to believe that perhaps this beautiful and talented author wanted us, her devoted readers, to create their own stories for her characters. This is why I have decided to do just that, create Sirius Black's very own story. I plan to use as many facts as possible in the makings of this book but please do not get upset if I go off the trail a little bit. Thank you for reading this, enjoy! Meet Evelina V. Edens, an 11-year-old witch. Evelina isn't much to look at, not because she is unattractive, but because she is so abnormally normal. At the height of 4' 6", Evelina manages to escape notice in crowds quite easily. Her quite average dirty blond hair falls down just past her shoulders and her light blue doe eyes are perfectly proportional to the rest of her face. Evelina has thick eyebrows, long but light eyelashes, and a small splash of freckles across her nose and cheeks. Often her scrawniness fools everyone around her into believing Evelina to be weak but she is, in fact, a talented quidditch player with dreams of being on the team at Hogwarts. When she gets her letter, Evelina is nothing less than elated to attend the school of her dreams and (hopefully) make new friends. Due to her mother's extreme muggle qualities, Evelina had grown up with a mixture of muggle and wizard objects. This, of course, led to her being a massive book nerd and music lover on top of quidditch fanatic. Once she arrives at Hogwarts, Evelina quickly finds her place as a friend to both Lily Evans and the Marauders. The young girl immediately starts growing u and finding pleasure in pranking with the boys and chatting with the girls. Follow Evelina as she journey's through her years at Hogwarts with love, mystery, and unbreakable friendship. (All rights go to JK Rowling, this is a Harry Potter fan fiction with only a few characters being mine.) Cover-VictoriaRobinson64

The flower shop across the street had such a beautiful scent to it. Sometimes, if you stood on the curb just across the street, you could smell some of the more fragrant specimens mingling with the smog. Lovely. The tattoo parlor across the street had such an edgy look to it. Every day people would come in and out, people who were a tiny bit intimidating but very- just very. Covered in piercings and hair dye and, of course, tattoos, they were a fascinating sight. Tattoo artist/Florist AU for Wolfstar, featuring Tattooed!Sirius and Florist!Remus. Enjoy. (Also, if anyone knows how to post fic on AO3, please help me) Image is not mine

"How come she married him? She hated him!" "Nah, she didn't." ~ ~ ~ #6 in evans - October 2020 #1 in lilypotter - November 2020 #3 in prongs - December 2020 #1 in lilyevans - January 2021 #1 in jily - January 2021

This year Nixie Potter is determined to beome an anmags. She practices in the shreiking shack with a stray black dog she found when she runs away from the dursleys. She doesn't know who the dog is, or why it follows her, but it does create suspicion from Snape and Dumbledore as to why Nixie disapears everytime Sirius Black esapes into the castle. Will Nixie become an unregistered animagus, will she ever forgive sirius for not showing himself, what will she say to the unexpected news that Remus gives her?

Wonderwall: someone you find yourself thinking about all the time; a person you are completely infatuated with His eyes were hard and narrowed, the blood staining his visage only adding to the intensity of his gaze "Give her back to me," he growled, his voice an unnerving timbre. "Now."

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Sirius Black has broken out Azkaban, and make matters worse, Professor Lupin won't hear me out when I tell him that he's innocent. On top of that, I finally figure out how I ended up in Azkaban in my sleep during my first year. Now add a boyfriend and schoolwork to that list. Gosh, will life ever let up for me - Lucille Lestrange?

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Do you ever feel like a puppet on a string? Having someone else lead your own life? Having someone else be the hero of your own story? Well this is a story about a Puppet that wants to be free from it's Puppet Master, and will do anything to gain it's freedom. Please enjoy.

a short story about Sullie, a disturbed child who experiances brutal nightmares and wakes up to tragedy.

In a realm where prejudice runs deep and loyalties hang in the balance, Sirius Black, the rebellious heartthrob, has always despised the house his family pledged allegiance to - Slytherin. Love was the last thing on his mind, especially for someone like Ahava Shafiq. But destiny weaves an unexpected tapestry, leading him to see beyond his animosity and uncover a profound connection with the enigmatic Slytherin girl. As their hearts entangle, they embark on a journey , but their relationship must withstand the complexities that unfold amidst the tumultuous backdrop of Hogwarts, where an impending war looms. Will their love be resilient enough to endure the trials ahead, or will it be consumed by the rising storm?

7 mysterious books appear out of thin air, right before the Triwizard champions are picked on Halloween. But there's a catch... they're from the future! How will everyone react to the truth behind Harry's life?

where royalty makes no difference and sirius and idris have no other choice but adapt, and fight against what is facing them. e l o n g a t e d s u m m a r y IN A WORLD OF WIZARDS AND WITCHES, Idris Grey was nothing different. Born from a half-blood mother and a pureblood father, she considered herself as somewhat of a mix between the two. A one quarter half blood. Yet, the entirety of her family preached about being Pure blood, scrutinizing her mother for being half-blood. This attitude in itself made her rebel against her puritan grandparents and Idris, while fully pure-blooded, proceeded to give herself the same title as her late mother. Half-bred. Half-blood. Half-ling. This was an insult, and a grave one, to her grandparents. The distancing from the young girl, and following her parents' tragic demise, Idris had been left alone on the streets.

The complete interview for Magical Mischief Makers at Hogwarts and beyond. In stores near you by Christmas, 1975. Featuring the one and only, the notoriously famous... Sirius Orion Black. Son of a bitch. Disowned Black Heir. Proud to admit that, all the same. All your questions answered. Guaranteed.

Jason Potter and Harry Potter kill the Dark Lord Voldemort. However now Harry Potter gets ill very easily. He is vulnerable, and the Boy Who Lived. Jason is very protective of his younger (by twenty minutes) brother, and won't let any harm come to him. But what if Harry got captured by Death Eaters? What if Harry got hurt? What if, WHAT IF, what if Harry got mixed up in danger. Disclaimer: I only own Jason. And any other characters you do not recognise. The others, however, I don't. Harry will be about six in most of the chapters, and on a later chapter he will have birthdays and so on, until Hogwarts Years! The whole thing will be Jason's point of view, so remember that, cause this is the only time I'm telling you!

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Have you ever lost someone you loved? Someone you thought you would spend the rest of your life with? Death is hard to get over, especially for Snuffles, who spends the rest of her life holding on to the one she lost.. *true story but in my mice's perspective*

Sirius grabbed my hand and slammed me against the wall. one of his hand was holding my head while the other was preventing him from crushing onto me. His eyes showed everything I felt, lust, torment, anger, desperateness and grief. "Look me in the eye Nyx! Tell me you hate me! I'll never bother you again!" My breath hitched as I realized our proximity. Our body was against each other while his dead-handsome face was hovering millimeters over mine. I wanted to scream that I loved him more than anything I know. Those grey eyes lingered on mine, waiting for a reply...then travelled down to my shivering lips. GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH!!! He closed the distance as a single tear rolled down my cheek. He almost immediately stopped kissing and looked at me with...pain? Oyy! yes, u. If u want to know further, please read the story...and u are free to imagine urself as Nyx (which I'm doing). Thanks. I'm new to writing stories, so please bear with me. Please follow if you want to read stories like this. Really motivates me. -🖤🖤Storm🖤🖤