"If he were to love, it wouldn't be love it would be ownership and obsession." At first glance, Elizabeth Mason is everything Tom Riddle is not warm-hearted, curious, and full of light. But beneath her soft smile lies a sharp mind, a powerful magic, and a strange fascination with the quiet, unreadable boy in her year. They've been friends since their first year at Hogwarts. Or at least, something close to it. Now in their sixth year, both Slytherin prefects, their connection is undeniable-complicated, magnetic, and teetering on a dangerous edge. Elizabeth doesn't know what Tom is truly hiding behind his dark eyes and perfect composure, and Tom... well, Tom never lets anyone get close. Except her. And when Elizabeth begins to uncover pieces of a secret he never intended to share, she's faced with the question that might change everything: How far can you follow someone into the dark before you lose yourself? And ... who is Abraxas Malfoy and can he save her? Realistic Tom Riddle fanfiction! Abraxas Malfoy. 18+

Sequel to The Serpent's Darling As their final year at Hogwarts begins, Tom Riddle stands closer than ever to becoming the person history will one day remember. His ambition sharpens, his secrets grow heavier, and the line between brilliance and cruelty begins to blur. Angelina Rose has always been gentle, shy, naive, and unfailingly kind. A Hufflepuff who believes in loyalty and goodness, even when the world proves undeserving of it. Being together should have been simple. It isn't. When a series of unexplained magical incidents disturb the fragile calm of the castle, attention turns to those who know too much, ask too little-or stand too close to danger. Old spells resurface, new faces arrive, and trust becomes something far more dangerous than secrecy. As suspicion spreads and loyalties are tested, Angelina finds herself caught between the boy she loves and the shadows that seem to follow him. In a year marked by devotion, doubt, and quiet unraveling, one question lingers above all others- What happens when the serpent's chosen begins to wonder what, exactly, she was chosen for?

Y/N Loveless never believed in love... fitting, considering her name. Cool, collected, and perfectly self-contained, she's the newest bassist of The Weird Sisters, happier in the shadows of the stage than in anyone's arms. But everything changes when their rising fame puts her directly in the spotlight... and when George Weasley keeps showing up... she doesn't really know what makes her Loveless anymore. In a world where there was no war and everyone got a second chance, she has built walls so high even music can't shake them. George, on the other hand, seems determined to try, with his crooked smile, terrible jokes, and a sincerity she doesn't know how to handle. As the tour heats up, so does the connection between them. Music, magic, late-night backstage moments, unexpected feelings... and the terrifying possibility that Y/N Loveless might finally want something she's spent her whole life avoiding. A slow-burn, post-Hogwarts AU about fame, fate, and learning to want something real.

"Hm. What do you expect in return Lord Malfoy." Said the Dark Lord. "Nothing, my lord." Said lucious while bowing his head. In this story you will experience what you will never see in any other story... Read at your own risk TW : Violence, underage, Breeding, murder, blood, age gap, illegal marriage and much more

"Ok, then what are some other 'assumptions' of yours?" Regulus asked. I set my tea down and stared at him. "You think coffee tastes like dirt, you prefer your mum over your dad, you convince yourself that the reason you hate your brother is because he's irritating and not because you actually miss him, when you were little you wanted to play professional quidditch, and your dream is to live in the French countryside." "I hate France," he said. "Just assumptions," I repeated again with a small smirk. *********************************************************************************************** While the wizarding world is on the brink of its first war, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry remains a sanctuary for students. Thalia Lark, a seventh-year Slytherin, returns to school along with the majority of her classmates. Thalia, however, struggles to feel a sense of normalcy after the death of her brother, Roman. Regulus Black, newly recruited death eater, grapples with the same quest for normalcy when he finds himself swallowed by a life he didn't choose. The two gravitate towards one another and form an unlikely bond. Follow the slow-burning story of friendship, love, and war in "Assumption." I do not own any rights to the Harry Potter franchise. All characters are J.K Rowling's except for my own. Best rankings: #1 in "regulus" out of 860 (8/1/21) #1 in "siriusblack" out of 26.8k (10/11/21) #1 in "harrypotter" out of 178k (7/31/21) #1 in "lark" out of 165 (6/30/21) #2 in "regulusblack" out of 3.8k (6/30/21) #3 in "marauders" out of 17.7k (7/18/21) CURRENTLY EDITING AND REVISING

in which, Regulus Black finds himself in a rather difficult situation with Lyra Potter.

"You're the last person I expected to save me from my disastrous date.", she placed her gloved hand on his, letting herself be pulled closer. His lips leaned just above her ear, sending shudders down her spine, "Ah, but I do have a penchant for rescuing damsels in distress, Lestrange. Just couldn't resist the opportunity." "Careful, Black, you might make people think we actually get along." "Wouldn't want to ruin our reputations, now, would we?", their torsos clashed with a strong pull on her waist. ---------- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. That's all Danica ever knew growing up. But when her world shattered with the abrupt end of her engagement to Regulus Black, she found herself standing at a crossroad, torn between a sweet illusion and the unforgiving truth. ---------- 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ---------- #3 rab (April 2024), #1 darkmark (May 2024) #1 rab (May 2024), 1# harrypotterfanfiction (April 2025) ---------- All rights belong to J. K. Rowling

Regulus Black x OC x Sirius Black (love triangle) A story of two families, with both hate and love written in the stars. Regulus Black has known two things his entire life: one, Colette Rosier is his best friend, and two, he is about to be the youngest Death Eater and heir to the Black family fortune. Okay, maybe that is three. It is the start of Regulus's Sixth Year, and he is about to receive his Dark Mark. What can possibly go wrong? Apparently, a lot when his brother, notorious playboy Sirius Black, is involved and has eyes for his best friend, Colette Rosier. If only the twist of fate, foolish blood vows, and his desire for the Dark Mark didn't stand in the way of what was right before him. A wild enemies-to-friends-to-lovers' tale of possession, hate, humor, love, and Pureblood mania with a bit of a play on Shakespeare. What makes for a better story when some of the most noble and honorable Pureblood houses find themselves tangled in ways that they never dreamed of? Long fic over the course of 3 parts + 3 years (don't let the size intimidate you)

𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. They were silence and spite, distance and heat. But something always burns where it's meant to stay quiet. And some things-once touched-are never truly forgotten. --- After her parents' deaths, Elowen Nott is taken into the House of Black, where Regulus Black is the one fruit forbidden from being tasted. But some things are not forbidden because they are wrong. But because once touched they beg to be touched again. --- Her whisper came broken, "You must think me pathetic." "I think you assume too much about what I think." "Then what do you think?" "That I've never once despised you as much as you despise yourself."