Lyra black

Lyra black

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., mai 20, 2025
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Action & Thriller
Lyra black is the twin sister of Sirius black and mind you they are the exact same people inside and out. When they enter hogwarts it causes them to be even closer than before they even have the same friends. You can say Sirius black is very protective of his little sister meaning most guys are driven away especially his best friends. But that doesn't stop her from flirting with them any chance she gets. In which a certain boy with hazel eyes and glasses gets very nervous around a certain black. In which Lyra blacks weakness is glasses, i mean who doesn't love a man with glasses who's a little dorky especially if he's your older brothers best friend (only by 3 minutes). {JAMES POTTER x FEMALE READER}
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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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