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James Potter is one of the luckier vampires, all things considered. The London clans may be at war, but he has loving parents who saved him from certain death, his best friend by his side, and a rather impressive ability.
Regulus Black may be the unluckiest vampire he’s ever known. His brother left him alone on the wrong side of the war, with terrible secrets and even more terrible parents.
James barely knows him as his Sirius’ hopeless, rude, interesting younger brother, to whom he can extend a hand, no matter how many times it is refused. But why does it feel like there are missing pieces in their story?
Or, a tale of romance, betrayal and stolen memories in a tricky afterlife.
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A film major and a lit major walk into a room - they happen to be best friends since freshman year, and also very much in denial about their feelings for each other.
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No one, it turns out, really knows one another.
(OR: all it takes is a summer-long holiday in Italy, James Potter's teetering mental stability, a secret relationship, friends with benefits, Marlene’s secret, and enough stupidity and insecurity to go around for everything to come crashing down around them.)
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Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew are on top of the world. They just made it through their entire first year at St. Mungo's School of Medicine and are now facing their last summer in New York City with absolutely no exams, plans, or responsibilities.
Unfortunately, nothing kills the mood faster than your estranged little brother showing up for first year orientation. What could possibly go wrong?
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[Medical School/Hospital Muggle AU. Endgame Jegulus (but with some Jily), Wolfstar, Dorlene, Rosekiller with angst, fluff, medical drama, and... a little Vigilante Shit?]
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“They’re… chaos,” Remus said firmly. “And chaos is—”
“Rock and roll.”
He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. “Yeah.”
“Maybe that’s my excuse then,” Sirius said. “I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it’ll turn into rock and roll.”After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.
(genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)
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29 Sep 2025
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1985. Vermont. Dead Poet's Society AU.
Regulus Black arrives at Welton Academy with every intention of remaining untouched: by scandal, by sentiment, by the shadow of his brother’s reckless myth. Sirius and the Marauders already haunt these ivy-choked halls — reciting poetry by candlelight, laughing too brightly in echoing dormitories, carving their private legends into oak desks and each other’s skin.
Regulus means to keep his distance. But Welton is a strange, breathing beast of a place, steeped in smoke and old Latin prayers, and James Potter — brilliant, hungry, dangerously alive — has a way of making distance collapse.
Soon Regulus finds himself in rooms that smell of ink and sweat and half-burned confessions, learning precisely how exquisite it can be to ruin himself for something that feels like love.
A story about boys standing on desks whispering dead men’s words, about jealousy sharpened into longing, and about how beauty can destroy you long before the world ever does.
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Severus’ breath caught in his throat. There they were. Silhouetted sharply against the dirty-orange light emanating from the simmering cauldrons. James Potter was easily recognizable. Tall and broad shouldered, leaning over his slightly shorter paramour. Severus could tell from the way they moved, (from the noises they made), that they were snogging. Well, that was it then. Lily and James… Potter had won and Severus had lost. And, as if that wasn’t bad enough, now he was forced to hide while they enjoyed each other for Merlin knew how long.
“You’ve no idea how badly I’ve wanted to do this all week,” Potter murmured, sounding out of breath.
“Me too,” came the whispered response.
He bent down to lift Lily up—up so that they were hip to hip, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist for balance, and Lily’s pale, lovely face appeared over his shoulder.
Except… except it wasn’t Lily.
It was Regulus Black.
OR: when Severus discovers that James is, in fact, not dating Lily as he’d feared, but Regulus, he decides to do anything in his power to keep it that way. Anything. This turns out to be a horrible plan.