Smoke and Moonstone

This is more for people that deeply love Harry Potter and didn't want it to end. I've done my best to create a canon-adjacent side story. I wanted to give voices and dimensions to characters who were originally left out (or not main characters). That being said, I do add a few things (like tarot). I try really hard to keep the same voice and feel as the original Harry Potter books.

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When Maeve Boevin transfers from Ilvermorny to Hogwarts in her fifth year, all she wants is to disappear quietly into the stonework.

Instead, she's dropped into Slytherin, where ambition cuts like glass, alliances are ancient, and secrets cling to the walls like damp.

Her magic is too raw. Her grief too loud. Her mother's vanished into men and merlot, and Maeve is left picking through the broken glass.

And then there's him.

Regulus Black. Beautiful, brilliant, and far too careful for his own good. He shouldn't look at her. But he does. And she lets him. He's the first one to see her, really see her, and she doesn't know how to let him go.

But the dungeons hold darker things than loneliness.

Severus Snape watches her like a curse that's already been cast. Cold. Calculating. Threaded with brilliance and something older, darker, buried.

He doesn't love her. But he knows things. And that knowing may ruin them both.

Maeve is torn between the boy she wants to run toward...

And the boy who feels like a warning.

With tarot cards that burn her hands and magic that remembers too much, she walks a thin line between fate and choice, love and obsession, safety and power.

This isn't a love story.

But something is binding.

Slow-burn. Canon-era. Dark academia meets magical dread.
Maeve x Regulus (first love / tragedy).
Maeve x Severus (haunting / unchosen).
Rated 18+ for language, trauma, grief, smut, and the kind of magic that doesn't let go.