Rab Stories

"we were too close to the stars..." In the shadow of broomsticks and banners, where Quidditch glory masks deeper games, two unlikely souls cross paths. Valko Krum, younger brother of the famed Bulgarian Seeker, arrives at the Quidditch World Cup with nothing but his brother's reputation and a disarming, well-put-together grin that hides unexpected secrets. Among the noise and flash, he meets Isolde Arcturus Black-sharp-tongued, tightly wound, and very much her father's daughter. Daughter of Regulus Black, a man that is presumed dead and buried in the annals of war, Isolde has spent her life keeping walls up and secrets close. Valko isn't supposed to get past them-but he does, and annoyingly, he does it with a bright smile. Their bond, forged in a brief summer encounter, reignites when fate places them both at Hogwarts during the Triwizard Tournament. But beneath the golden lights of the Yule Ball and the shadow of dragons, something older and darker stirs. And for once, Isolde might not be able to face it alone. He's the sun to her thundering storm, a beautiful sight when seen together.

UNDER EDITING Callie Sinclair, a young Potterhead of the 21st century, woke up in the 1970's Wizarding World after an unknown anomaly happened. She had one goal: to save the lives of her favourite characters, the Marauders and Sirius' very handsome younger brother, Regulus- that's besides the point. But just like in the movies, it wasn't easy to navigate their journey. And her feelings. Started: 01.01.22 Ended: 07.11.23 Highest rankings: #2 - regulusblack #3 - maraudersera

Bhawna Arora once had dreams that lit up her entire world. Dreams she believed in... people she trusted... a life she thought was hers. But marriage didn't just break her dreams- it slowly erased her. Now, she lives in a house full of people... yet feels like a stranger in her own life. A husband who never truly saw her. Children who learned to ignore her silence. And a woman in the mirror... she no longer recognizes. She doesn't cry anymore. She doesn't fight anymore. She doesn't even hope. She just... exists. Until Raghav Balla walks into her life. A man who has lost everything- yet somehow, never lost himself. He doesn't promise to fix her. He doesn't try to save her. He simply... sees her. The silence. The emptiness. The woman buried beneath years of quiet breaking. But can someone who forgot how to live... learn to feel again? And can a man who heals others... protect himself from a darkness this deep? This isn't a love story that begins with sparks. It begins with silence... broken dreams... and two souls standing at the edge of themselves. Sometimes, when everything falls apart... you don't find love. You find yourself-through someone who refused to look away.

"To the Dark Lord, I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more. -R.A.B."

The hall of Prophecy is destroyed and Voldemort is out in the open, Sirius is gone and anger is threatening to overtake him but Harry must let his friends draw him from misery and not let darkness take over. In only a few short weeks he will go back to Hogwarts for his Sixth year but before he does there are a few things that he needs to learn first. A mysterious message from a long lost relative throws Harry in a different direction and pulls at the web of time endangering not only himself but his friend lives too. His new found feelings must be put aside as his own family revelations burst outwards. Can Ron and Hermione reach Harry and draw him from his misery? Will Harry be distracted by dark magic? Could Harry and Voldermort actually want the same thing?

''Where do you belong?' She knew the answer. It had been drilled into her a thousand times. Toujours pur. She was likely the last direct descendant of the Gaunts. The last heir of Slytherin. Yet her gaze couldn't help but wander to the table at the far end of the room. Her family was gone. Dead, imprisoned, disgraced. She was all that was left. She was free.' Regulus Arcturus Black. A young boy, only 18 when he met his death. Yet that boy died a death eater, a traitor, a husband, a father. Raised by her late grandmother and Kreacher in the gloom and dust of Grimauld Place, Emilie, the last of her great and noble family, is set to leave behind her quiet lonely life for Hogwarts.

'I don't need my knight permanently damaged,' Hendrik heard the king say, voice as if from far away. 'He may still be a use to me yet.' 'Don't worry,' the cloaked assassin said, coming to a stop before the knight's rigid form. 'I won't kill him. The pain just makes things... a little clearer.' 'And all of this never happened?' 'He won't remember a thing....' ~ For eras, Yggdrasil's chosen had always come when darkness threatened Erdrea. Had always been a herald of light. And where light was, shadows were bound to follow. This was where Kalma came in. The adopted daughter of Mordegon himself, she'd been trained her whole life in both combat and dark magic for one purpose and one purpose only: to find and kill Yggdrasil's chosen. And finally - after a lifetime of waiting - she'd finally get to fulfill it. The Luminary - or the 'Darkspawn', as all of Mordegon's followers had been instructed to call him - been found. Captured. Then lost again within the same day by the unassuming Hendrik. But it was no matter. She'd find this 'Darkspawn' herself. And when she did? This time, he wouldn't escape. ~ TW: Violence, Blood, mild swearing NOTICE: This fanfic is based off of the video game 'Dragon Quest XI: Echoes of an Elusive Age'. I do not own any characters or related content related to 'Dragon Quest XI: Echoes of an Elusive Age'. Kalma is my own character based off of the world of Erdrea. Thank you.

Note; In this story there are no Avatar Characters, only the bending and an Avatar. Just like is S3 of L.O.K, there are gonna be Airbenders but not much. MARAUDERS ERA Of course, having the power to bend is an ancient power, and having Wizarding Magic is extraordinary, but, what if you had both? A big group of students in Hogwarts have bending, but very little also have the Magic. A few of our favourites have both of them. Hogwarts is a school for Benders and Magicals. it is split into two groups in the castle. Magic Classes go on from eight a.m. to two p.m. while Bending Classes go from two thirty p.m. to six thirty p.m. The last Avatar known ended up becoming evil, with only Magic left, he bacame Lord Voldemort, and the Bending ability of all four elememts became dormant until one neutral soul was born, our first hero. Regulus Arcturus Black.

The story of Regulus Arcturus Black, born July 31st, 1960. A boy destined to save the magical world and destroy the dark lord, and take down the leader of the light. Fallow Regulus threw his life before, during and after Hogwarts. As he fights not for his life but to protect his brothers and a boy he may never even meet.

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Erik, a very important ally and friend to the Luminary, has a tragic history. But, after the Fall, he can't seem to remember anything about himself, or his past. Will he accept help from his teammates to figure out who he is again? Or will he forget who he is forever? This contains spoilers for the game, but if you don't mind, or if you have already played the game, feel free to read! **Contains chats and actions from game, just thought it would be nice to put this story here because some people enjoy reading about things that happen in the game** **Under the slow process of editing**