Young Regulus Black is about to join his brother at Hogwarts for the very first time. He's reluctant and worried and scared, convinced that he'll be rubbish at everything, that no one will want to be his friend, that a mudblood will suffocate him in his sleep and, worse of all, that he'll disappoint his parents. Outside the safety of Hogwarts and Grimmauld Place, a war is brewing.

Regulus Black's journey to the afterlife.

In which Regulus Black finds his peaceful post-life disturbed by his stupid brother and some stupid organisation called the Order of the Phoenix or something. (takes place in the summer of 1995, between "lie low at Lupin's" and the events of HP and the Order of the Phoenix)

Sirius Black has always hated sitting idly by while other people get their hands dirty. But his first Order assignment out in the field leaves him feeling more turbulent than ever after he encounters the very last person he had hoped to see wearing a Death Eater's uniform. (originally posted for Sirius Black Fest 2020)

Regulus Black died twelve years ago and was transported to Hogwarts, as a ghost. It's not the place he would have chosen to linger for all eternity, but he supposes it's pleasant enough.

AU: Kreacher rescues Regulus from the Cave and takes him to Sirius.

In 1979, Regulus Black stole the Dark Lord's horcrux and swore he would destroy it. He went into hiding. He left his life behind. He destroyed the locket. In 1992, Regulus Black discovers that the Dark Lord isn't dead. Not quite alive, but certainly not dead. He goes back home, and finds his entire world turned upside down.

A selection of ficlets and drabbles exploring Regulus Arcturus Black's childhood and his relationships with the other members of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black (among others). Inspired by r/FanFiction's writing prompts; may be expanded upon at some point. (mostly) canon-compliant.

prequel to my other fic, Mercy for the Prince. charts Regulus and Clementine's journey through Hogwarts and beyond, navigating homework, family, crushes, and Death Eaters.

Amortentia was the most potent love potion in existence. Did Slughorn really think it was a good idea to have a classroom of hormone-addled sixteen year olds learn how to brew it?

James Potter has everything he could wish for, except a friend. He spends his days watching the little girl next door through a hole in the hedge that divides their gardens and one day, decides that this little girl will be his very first friend.

What if the Marauders had a muggle friend? AU.