cruel intentions ✦ JAMES POTTER

cruel intentions ✦ JAMES POTTER

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Wizarding World: The Marauders
Wizarding World: Harry Potter
''𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙡. 𝙄'𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬- 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣.'' Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction. - VOLUME I of the HOUSE OF BLACK - Estella Carina Black was a prodigy child. An untouchable. Manipulated into a creature capable of terrible things- devoid of all feeling. When a wicked yet brilliant idea blooms inside her mind Estella knows she has no choice but to succeed. Ever since second year, comparatively to the years before when they were thick as thieves, Sirius Black and Estella Black hated each other. It was only in the last and final year of Hogwarts that the two properly despised one another. Hurt, and fuelled by shame and anger when Sirius is disowned, Estella concocts a wicked plan to get back at him. Steal his best friends heart, and then crush it right into tiny smithereens. Ruin him, in the long short. Whilst juggling the pressures of arranged marriages, Dark Marks and her fractured mind, time is of the essence and running out fast in the Black household. Leave or stay, stand or crumple, do or die started: 18/02/22 finished: ?
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― "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. ☽。⋆

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