Lilyevans Stories

Azalea Evans has always loved loudly-especially when it comes to Sirius Black. It's only her misfortune that he notices everyone but her. Regulus Black was raised to know exactly what was expected of him. Perfection. Until her. She wasn't supposed to matter to someone like him. But late nights and shared silences dangerously blur lines drawn in blood. The war is coming. Inevitable. And between quiet rebellions and fractured loyalties, it does what it always does- It takes. This is the story of before Before the Mark Before the cave. Before history decided who was brave and who was damned. And of those caught in between. regulusblackxoc Credit for the H.P world, and it's characters except for OCs go to J.K Rowling.

Petunia was born at dawn, when the sky was the perfect blend of golden and purplish hue. Her twin, Lily, was not so lucky.

"What are you doing?" His voice cracked as he watched her lean toward him. A smirk caught the girl's lips as she got even closer. "What, Potter?" She asked slyly, "Gryffindor's best chaser isn't used to being chased?" °°° Wisteria Rose Cresskle has always been a fan of games: number games, puzzles, quidditch, you name it. But her favorite games were always the ones with words. You see, she felt most things could be solved with a good definition. But when her best friend's stalker just won't give up, Wisti decides to play a different game and give the boy a taste of his own medicine. What's the harm in showing him just how annoying he can be? Apparently, there's more harm than one might think. °°° OR °°° The one where she pursues James like he pursues Lily to give him a taste of his own medicine. Little did she know, it might actually work...

" whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the same." - Severus Snape x oc !! (Read a/n to know more about the fanfic) - Ongoing Published since - February 25 2026 !!! DO NOT COPY !!!

Petunia Dursley was a sad pathetic woman who neglected a young child simply because of his parents and his blood. Petunia Evans on the other hand? A little girl, unhealed and not given the needed attention and love she craved. She watched her younger sister, the favorite sister, get a letter telling her she was a witch. She held magic powers. Why didn't Petunia? How come she, the first born, the one to inherit everything first in DNA, didn't get to be a witch as well? Petunia had once loved Lily, no she always loved Lily, in her own twisted sense. Maybe she'd fight with her, yell at her, refuse to speak to her, but she loved her. She loved her enough to still put a warm cloth on her head as she slept to help with nightmares. She loved her enough to, without question, beat up Severus Snape. How could she not when Lily came home her 5th year explaining what he'd done? While he may have had magic, she had her sisterly rage. She couldn't understand as she grew older and meaner why she couldn't control herself as much, why she'd grown to be so vile. Couldn't understand how she could ever let a child be treated in the ways he was and yet she could and somewhere in Petunia Dursley was Petunia Evans and Petunia Evans didn't like Petunia Dursley one bit. "What have I done?" Petunia stood in shock as she look into her bedroom mirror. No not hers, but hers and Lilys. She was twelve again, how was that possible? It wasn't. Not unless her nephew had sent her back in time with magic. No.. but he was at hogwarts? It had to have been her. She saw the gold light shine through her hands as she reminisced in her younger, happier, more kinder days. "I have magic." Petunia Dursley- No, Petunia Evans had magic. She'd always had magic.

Anna Watson's life was far from easy. A battle with cancer left her frail, defeated, and questioning her life's meaning. Her final moments were filled with regret for dreams unrealized and paths untaken. But when death embraced her, it wasn't the end-she awakened in an entirely new world: the wizarding world of Harry Potter. Yet, this wasn't the familiar era of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She found herself in the time of the Marauders, a generation before the golden trio. Even more shocking, Anna had a new identity: Petunia Evans, the famously non-magical, bitter sister of Lily Potter. But this Petunia is different. Born as Lily's twin, Anna retains her memories of her past life and discovers she has magic-a shocking divergence from the character she once read about. Her magical abilities open up opportunities and challenges, not only for her but for her relationship with Lily, her new family, and the unfolding story of the wizarding world. As Anna navigates Hogwarts alongside the Marauders, Severus Snape, and her own twin, she realizes that the story she once knew is shifting. Her choices ripple across timelines, altering destinies and alliances. Struggling to reconcile her knowledge of the future with her growing affection for this new life, Anna must decide: should she preserve the world's fate or carve out a new destiny for herself and those she loves? In this thrilling twist on the Harry Potter universe, the story explores themes of second chances, sibling bonds, and the weight of choice, painting a vivid and detailed picture of what might have been if Petunia Evans had the magic to change it all.

― "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. ☽｡⋆

Petunia Evans had spent her life in her younger twins shadow, not special enough for anyone. Too mundane, too muggle. Yet just as her life was truly beginning to start she is wrecked with the information of her younger sister's passing. And all of a sudden at 21 just months shy of finishing university she is now the sole parent to her nephew. And all she could think about was not messing him up like their parents had messed the Evans twins up. Remus Lupin had everyone he loved pulled away from him in one night, his entire pack vanished whether it was permenantly or whether it was behind bars. The only one left was his godson, and he would stop at nothing to find him and protect him. Only Remus never imagined his path would lead him to Petunia, Lily's older sister. The nightmare. The muggle. Yet the moment he meets her truly for the first time, not just in stories he realises that everything he had been lead to believe was one big lie.

"You're safe." "Don't let go", she whispered. "I won't". Alice Potter knows two things for certain: one, she is nothing like her reckless older brother - and two, falling for his best mate was strictly not part of the plan. Especially not when said best mate is quiet, calm and very good at pretending he doesn't notice her looking at him like that. Now this, is going to be a problem. remus lupin x fem!oc A marauders era fanfiction

OC X SIRIUS BLACK "And here I was trying so hard not to like you. But you're making it very difficult for me now. For I'll tell you a secret, you Evans girl, the house of yellow has always been my favorite one. And although most pout and protest when I say I'll put them there, lucky-and proud-they should be, to get to call the house of Helga their own." And just before shouting his answer, Daisy swears she heard the Hat mumble, "May Godric help them all..." "HUFFLEPUFF!!"

What if Lily Evans had a twin sister? What if said sister was also at Hogwarts? What if a certain Marauder never fell for Lily Evans? Find out this and much more by reading this story. Disclaimer: none of the characters belong to me! They all belong to J.K. Rowling. I only own Hiyacynth and any other minor side-characters, as well as the story line. Have fun pretties<3<3

James Potter thought he was destined to fall for Lily Evans-until Eve Brooks came crashing into his life, quite literally. When a rogue bludger knocks the shy Ravenclaw off her broom, James catches her and finds himself captivated by the mystery behind her emerald green eyes. For the first time, he feels something more than infatuation, something deeper than the rivalry with Lily. Eve, however, isn't easily charmed by James's usual cocky demeanour. But James Potter has never been one to back down from a challenge. ⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ "I'm going to make Eve Brooks fall in love with me." "Goodluck with that mate, she's like a ghost, that one." ⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ ©Disclaimer: I do not own, in any way, any part of the Harry Potter franchise. This belongs J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros and respective producers. I only own my created characters that have not been originally stated within this franchise.

Megan McAllister; İspanyol güzeli. Sirius Black; havalı, umursamaz bir Çapulcu Beşinci sınıfa kadar hiç kimseye aşık olmamıştı Sirius. Aşık olan arkadaşı James ile de dalga geçiyordu. Ta ki kalbini çalan biri olana kadar. Megan ile öylesine seçtiği seçmeli derste eş olunca kızı fark etmişti. Saçlarını, gözlerini, gülüşünü... Aşkın büyüsünü Megan ile yaşayacaktı.

"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway." - Edgar Allan Poe ꧁⎝ 𓆩༺✧༻𓆪 ⎠꧂ When I look at you I think here comes the sun because even though you do not know it you bring light to everything you touch 🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐 "Do you love me?" He asked, dark, hesitant eyes gazing into mine, breath against my skin, making my heart seize uncontrollably. "I could say yes but that would never be enough. Let me elaborate." I breathed as he blinked, caught off guard. "You are like the sunlight after a storm. Quiet, inevitable, bathing everything you touch with golden warmth. Like waves that return for eternity, softening the jagged edges of my soul until all that remains is something gentle and unlike what I reveal to the world. Like the first sparrow that is bold enough to sing when winter has reluctantly ceded its grip. Loving you is like moving one of my limbs. Familiar. Fluid. As if my soul has known yours for longer than this lifetime." *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Soulstice (Noun) the moment you realize you've become a different person, marking a shift in your inner landscape "At the edge of her soulstice, she understood that there was no returning to who she once was." ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ Two quills. Two writers. No names. Rivals by day. Strangers - then something more - in ink. And each other's lifeline.

Briar- Rose Black hated Harry Potter. She absolutely despised him. Him and his posse were the bane of her existence. After 15 years, Brair Rose had finally seen her father again. She was hoping to talk to him and bond, but that was all ruined by Harry Potter.

The world is ending in 8 days and the Marauders watch as their alternate selves try to save it. FemFiveOC x MaleOC

"Yeah Breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines Buy myself all of my favorite things Yeah Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch Who would have thought it'd turn me to a savage? Rather be tied up with calls and not strings Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah (Yeah) My wrist, stop watchin' My neck is flossy Make big deposits My gloss is poppin' You like my hair? Gee, thanks! Just bought it I see it, I like it I want it, I got it Yeah I want it, I got it I want it, I got it I want it, I got it I want it, I got it You like my hair? Gee, thanks! Just bought it I see it, I like it I want it, I got it (Yep) Wearin' a ring but ain't gon' be no "Mrs." Bought matching diamonds for six of my bitches I'd rather spoil all my friends with my riches Think retail therapy my new addiction Whoever said money can't solve your problems Must not have had enough money to solve 'em They say, "Which one?" I say, "Nah, I want all of 'em" Happiness is the same price as "red-bottoms" My smile is beamin' (yeah) My skin is gleamin' (is gleamin') The way it shine I know you've seen it You've seen it I bought a crib Just for just for the closet closet Both his and hers I want it, I got it Yeah" In which a girl dies and is reborn as Narcissa Black.

*all rights to jk r0wling i only own a few of the characters but the others are not mine and i do not claim them to be Nobody understood being alone better than Aurora Black. Her twin brother had left their home to live with James Potter, her parents gave no signs of loving her or even caring about her and her younger brother barely said a word around her. she was never shown love, never felt love and was often told she didn't deserve it. she felt as if it were impossible for someone to love her, she was told her whole life that she was a screw up who deserved nothing and did not expect James Potter to be the one person that makes her doubt this, even just for a second. James Potter the boy she had always hated, since first year, since the first hour that she was on the train to Hogwarts, since he took her brother away from her. But when Aurora gets paired up with James in potions, he is helpless. But she sees a side to him that she didn't know could exist and he brings something out in her that she thought was impossible.

En un intento desesperado por cambiar el destino, una joven bruja, Aurora Nott, de otra época encuentra la forma de viajar al pasado... directo a los años dorados de los Merodeadores. Su misión es clara Onírico: es un adjetivo que significa perteneciente o relativo a los sueños.

She wasn't supposed to be part of this world. Daisy doesn't belong in the wizarding world. Not really. It's too loud, too bright, too much all at once-but somehow she's here anyway, standing between Lily Evans and Severus Snape before Hogwarts has even begun to pull them apart. Magic doesn't feel the same to her as it does to everyone else. Where they see wonder, she feels the edges of it-too sharp, too overwhelming, like something just slightly out of place. But she stays. Because of Lily. Because Severus won't say what's wrong. Because something about all of this feels like it's going to matter more than it should. This is a rewrite of my original story, with updated pacing, stronger character development, and a smoother lead into Hogwarts. Same story. Just told the way it was supposed to be.