Houseofblack Stories

eloise martin enjoys her simple life in diagon alley with her best friend, nymphadora tonks, until dora's cousin needs a place to stay while on the run. soon, not only is eloise's life upside down with cousinly chaos, but also budding feelings for the older man. best: #6 in charlie weasley #20 in nymphadora tonks #103 in siriusblack #3 in houseofblack

A no-name witch was brought to St. Mungo's in need of healing. Without any means to identify her or find her guardians, they used a spell that would tell them whatever House she belonged to and contact the Head. So there Lord Fleamont Potter and his wife, Lady Euphemia Potter sat, utterly confused as to who this mysterious witch was and why the healers of St. Mungo's were all swearing up and down that she was their relative. Fem!Harry Potter | Time Travel AU | Post-HP

Oliver Black grew up in the shadow of a name the wizarding world feared. Before he could walk, people whispered about his family. But Oliver was raised far from the cold Black traditions. His mother kept their home warm, loud, and full of magic. And yet, every time Oliver stepped outside, he felt the weight of the Black legacy clinging to him like smoke. When his Hogwarts letter arrived, Oliver didn't feel fear. He felt opportunity. A chance to prove that a Black could be more than darkness. A chance to make friends who chose him, not his history. A chance to build a life that was entirely his own. By the time he boards the train to Hogwarts, Oliver is ready: hopeful, stubborn, reckless in all the ways a hero usually starts out - and carrying a past the castle has no idea is about to unravel.

[COMING SOON] watching from the screen, the marauders along with the other students of Hogwarts batch 1976 see the adventures and mischievousness...perhaps also the love life of their kids?

James and Regulus did their best for their baby. They really did. They loved the child more than anything, and they had a long, wonderful life planned for their little family. That went down the drain one cold night in a cave, one death among the many that were destined to follow. Astrid Black understands their place in the world. They are the heir to The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black, child of Regulus Black and someone their grandparents have kept a secret for as long as they can remember. Astrid is exactly what their grandparents wanted. They are smart, respectful, and never question their beliefs. It seemed like they would make the perfect heir. Maybe the third time really was the charm? That was all put to question when Astrid found out who their other parent was, none other than James Potter. This throws Astrid into a world of deceit and lies going back years before their birth, long before their name was ever considered, let alone spoken. They took it all in stride and followed all the rules. They trusted their grandparents and stayed in line. They ignored everything screaming at them that something was wrong. Until they didn't.

No, but almost. BOOK I OF THE MIRRORBONE DUOLOGY TOM RIDDLE © seriouslytati 2025

Florence MacMillan is tormented by visions of impending darkness. Something threatens to consume the wizarding world and she has the power to stop it. The Dark Lord is rising and soon, maybe sooner than they all hoped, they all have to choose their side. ©️ all rights reserved disclaimer: I do not own the Wizarding World of Harry Potter nor any characters associated with it, bar those I have created

Tom will stop at nothing to claim the wealth and status he believes is his birthright in aspects. Believing himself to be virtuous and all deserving. With his sights set on the most wealthy and influential family, he wants power, seduced by the allure of their prestige and privilege. But as he becomes more and more entrenched in their world, he begins to drown in it, threatening to destroy everything - and everyone - in his path. He sees the ultimate opportunity in the form of a woman. All characters other than Oc's belong to J.K.Rowling

Let me set the stage. Once upon a time, there was a ancient and noble house. Once there was a boy, who was rebellious and brave. Once there was a boy, who was quiet and scheming. Once there was a girl, who was lovely and sweet. They were stars. Bright burning stars. Then they burnt out. Welcome to the House of Black. Note! Not Beta Reader, we die like Cedric.

Time is waiting on noone, least of all me. Percy Jackson fanfiction. All canon characters and events belong to Rick Riordan

Brief summary!!- The Prank has just happened, Remus said something that provoked Sirius, and he made the rash decision to go back to Grimauld Place. TRIGGER WARNINGS!!! ・Abuse ・Mockery ・Withholding food from Sirius

Hi I am Lily Hope Malfoy Lupin-Black I know long name. I was at the Potters/ Aunt Lily Uncle Prongs/James and my godbrother Harry's house when Voldemort attack . But sadly Only me and Harry survived that night and when Uncle Sev came to check to see if Aunt Lily was alive which she wasn't he took me with him to the Malfoy where this story begins.

this is the The Black Sisters era

The four sisters is about Bellatrix, Andromeda, and, Narcissa Black with their cousin Catgirl Blackearpower. They consider themselves as the four sisters and has this magical bond that binds them together by four magical animals the dragon, the fox, the songbird, and, the raven. And when the four are at Hogwarts Bella, Androm, and. Crissa are in Slytherin wild Catgirl is in Gryffindor see what happened when the second son of Abraxas Malfoy and the brother of Lucius Malfoy Dhaphiar Septimus Malfoy (mine oc) when Catgirl Blackearpower catchers his eye. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I only own Catgirl Blackearpower

"Some secrets are born in whispers. Others are forged in fire." Daughter of Black, tied by blood to names both feared and revered, her life was a web of fragile bonds. Mazikeen Walburga Black. The night she was reborn in ancient magic, everything changed. The world no longer saw her as a baby girl, but as a weapon... and weapons are meant to be used. At Hogwarts, she hides her power from friends and enemies alike, fearing the truth of what she is. But in a world of old magic, bloodlines, and betrayal, the closer she comes to the answers, the more dangerous the game becomes. Mattheo Riddle knew her secret, the truth no one else could uncover. She was the Secret. He was the Whisperer. PS: - English is not my first language - the Sorcerer's Stone and the Chamber of Secrets

"Please don't look at me like that" "Like what?" "Like you can't live without me." "But I can't" *half-blood prince* *Book 4* *Fred Weasley*

Y/N L/N. A young woman from a family filled with Death Eaters, ones very loyal to the Dark Lord. Sirius Black. A young man removed from his family tree, one filled with servants to the Dark Lord as well. Sirius didn't like Y/N as much ever since he met her. But 7th year has changed that. Could he really find love with the woman? Could the two unfold the secrets untold?

Everybody knew her family line. Being Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter isn't for the weak and Alexis was not weak indeed. Expect for one person. Hermione Granger. Can the Black girl be the one for Granger?

Over its millennia of existence, the wizarding world has enshrouded a myriad of tales-tales of betrayal, sacrifice, and, above all, courage. It is often remarked that the very heart of the flame that is magic comes from love; while true, it is the sparks of determination that ignite these flames. Determination is to be reckoned with as it possesses the power to enlighten the world or burn it to shreds. Every light casts a shadow; we all have witnessed Harry Potter and his dear friends' determination to restore balance and hope in the wizarding world. However, the sinews of magic they tackled over their seven long years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had loose ends left untied, which are now returning to entrap the world. Lurking within this is determination in its most dire and dangerous form, which is about to give rise to chaos's child.

His fingers were cold. He barely touched her, his fingertips a ghost against her skin, brushing her hair back. "It looks like a lightning bolt," murmured Tom. His index finger traced the scar. Hermione sucked in a breath. It was shaky. Tom noticed.