Luna Lupin came from a tumultous childhood filled with secrecy and a family haunted by the stigmatised illness of lycanthropy, thrown into a society that views her older brother, Remus, with suspcion and fear. She's used to being seen as a second option and afterthought.
However, when the one person that she fancied, Sirius Black, breaks off the secret arrangement he had with her, Luna decides she's done with it. So it's through a plot of revenge that she finally approaches her Astronomy tutor, Regulus Black, for a fake relationship.
Regulus Black, the one who had been born the spare, had been suddenly been thrown into the spotlight when his brother Sirius ran away, leaving him to learn to be the Heir of the House alone. Keen to find a way to hurt his brother, he accepts the most ludicrous plot. But if he is to do it, he's to do it right.
Regulus and Luna find themselves swimming in deeper waters than they expected, esnared in a web of lies, secrets and painful truths, but they are not to let go of one another.
WARNING: This story may be uncomfortable for some readers, for it includes themes such as DOMESTIC ABUSE, CHILD ABUSE and (although in lighter tones) EATING DISORDERS, amongst other heavy subjects that might be triggering. Please, be advised going in.
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)