riddle means misery | part 11.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: I was thinking about ending it here because I’m genuinely not sure if I have anything else but I also want to explore the relationship so idk 

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Charlie blinked three times. When his older brother asked him to have lunch at The Leaky Cauldron, nothing could have prepared him for what Bill wanted to say. He hadn’t seen anyone in their flat for a while now— be it witch or muggle— but he thought it was just Bill taking a break from the dating scene. He wasn’t expecting the answer to be because he was starting to fall in love with you. 

He grimaced as he plainly spoke his mind. “Bill, she probably sees you as a kid.”

“It’s only ten years, barely, considering my birthday is well before hers. She’s not even close to Mum and Dad’s age. They didn’t even cross paths at Hogwarts once.” 

Charlie sighed. “I didn’t mean it like that. I meant look at you, no offense. Y/N’s been through so much. She probably wants to settle down right away and put anything exciting behind her. Do you really think you can give her boring and stable?” 

“I could try.”

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riddle means misery | part 10.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: lol, I don’t know why I assumed that a semi-slowburn wouldn’t be a longer story but here we are at part 9 and still going.

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You were roaming through the Dark Forest, much to the Marauders’ horror. They weren’t exactly sure if you were still safe there now that your father was in prison. You didn’t care and walked into the woods anyway. The Dark Forest had fresh ingredients for potions. You had started staying at Hogwarts more and more, trying to get yourself more comfortable with being around students and teaching. It seemed very likely that you would take the teaching job next year. But for now, your classroom was a very large workshop. 

You had lost all your old journals— the Ministry unfortunately burning them. But they felt guilty enough to buy you a small pensieve where you were trying to peek through memories to see what the pages were and copy them down. They wanted your work. You were going to be a paid researcher. That’s what the extra money in your vault was— that and some money from James and Sirius that they eventually fessed up to putting there. According to them, it was so you wouldn’t have to ask for money and feel awkward about it. 

Plants were carefully plucked and put in your little foraging bag. Growling caught your attention, along with a lot of shouts. Having no sense of preservation, you walked towards the sounds. You walked through some trees to see Aurors slapping cuffs on Fenrir Greyback and putting him in a full body bind. He was one of the few supporters that had escaped the initial arrest and were on the run. Your gasp caught everyone’s attention. Moody pushed everyone back when you started shaking. 

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riddle means misery | part 9.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: lol, I don’t know why I assumed that a semi-slowburn wouldn’t be a longer story but here we are at part 9 and still going. 

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You wrote another tally in your journal. Remus had got you one as a Christmas present. You spend a good number of hours at the dining room table tallying all the days you spent in prison— both Azkaban and St. Barney’s. You only took a short break to eat lunch and then started tallying up all the days you had been free so far. It was a habit that you weren’t convinced you’d break any time soon. 

“Y/N, we’re leaving. We’ll see you next weekend, yeah?” 

You nodded at the three Marauders who were going back to Hogwarts. You weren’t teaching for the rest of the year— a break all of the staff thought you should’ve had. You needed proper time in the real world before holding any sort of job. Dumbledore promised your spot would still be there when you asked about being hired for real. 

Ginny surprised you with a hug before running to the fireplace. You set down your quill, having finally marked the tally that signified today. You set it in your basket and closed the lid back with a gentle pat. Charlie came bounding down the stairs with all his suitcases, Bill following right behind him. 

“Ready?” Charlie asked. 

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riddle means misery | part 8.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 3.0k

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The memories ended shortly after showing your brief freedom before you were taken to St. Barney’s. Slowly, you pulled your hand out of the pensieve. Your hand moved to scratch at the Dark Mark on your other arm. Amelia Bones pulled up multiple folders. 

“I would like to call in all Aurors with shifts at Azkaban during the years Y/N Riddle was there. I would also like to motion the Ministry for an internal investigation regarding the misconduct of her first case. And Ms. Riddle?”

Your scratching stopped and your gaze moved from the floor to Amelia. She looked at you with eyes full of pity— it wasn’t missed on anyone how your leg wouldn’t stop bouncing the entire time or the hand outside the pensieve that hadn’t stopped shaking since you sat down.   

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riddle means misery | part 7.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 3.7k

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You stayed outside until your face felt frozen. Gently folding up the blanket, you walked back inside. Your room was the same as last time and your classroom looked as sterile as ever. You didn’t really know what you were supposed to be doing. House arrest came with no instructions. You figured you could work on all your potions research. There wasn’t really anything else you could do. You moved all your work from your room to your classroom to have proper separation. Every now and then people walked past your classroom to get to where they needed to go. 

They couldn’t help but stare at what you were doing. It started with you cleaning everything. Then you ripped all the curtains from the windows. You went to organize your journals on a shelf. And then sloshed several buckets of water into the classroom to clean the windows… the part you could reach. Even with your wand, you weren’t sure if the dementor effects had worn off. 

Wingdarium Leviosa was a spell you could do but you didn’t feel confident in it. Pausing your window cleaning, you moved to scratch a tally into the wood by the window. A knock on the threshold of the classroom door made you turn. Remus scratched the back of his head. 

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riddle means misery | part 6.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 4.6k

A/N: lmao everyone wanted Bill so we’re doing Bill

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You woke up in the morning with a big stretch, wincing as you heard all your bones pop and crack. Drawing open the curtains, you looked straight into the dark cloak of a dementor outside your window. You squeezed your eyes shut and turned your head. They were only on the campus grounds, frightening all the children, because of you. You scratched a tally on the wall and went to your bathroom to change. 

It was kind of exciting having a private bathroom. Your room wasn’t in your classroom office like some of the other professors who stayed at the castle during the week. The Ministry wanted you high up and in a place with lots of windows— a fancier prison cell. But you had a bathtub. And you loved that bathtub. Well, you would love that bathtub. You need bubbles and bathing salts and things that could be gotten at Diagon Alley. But you weren’t allowed to leave the castle without an escort. 

The Ministry finally responded to your letter and you were to meet Auror Moody outside. He had a new nickname? Mad-Eye Moody. You were curious about how that happened. It didn’t matter much. You were glad he was the one escorting you. Out of uniform, Moody was potentially the only Auror you weren’t as scared of. 

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riddle means misery | part 5.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be.

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood

Pairing: Bill Weasley x black!reader (semi-slowburn)

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: lmao everyone wanted Bill so we’re doing Bill

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The entire Order hated the idea except Moody. Moody was all for you spying. Besides, you wouldn’t be alone. Severus would be spying with you— basically being your glorified babysitter. You were determined to prove yourself. Childhood once you reached school age became miserable, your first years of adulthood went the same. You wanted to live the rest of your life peacefully and happily. You’d be the best spy in the Order. It was probably the easiest job ever. You didn’t need to convince your father to trust you. 

The rest of the Order was a different story. Whenever you left the Malfoys’ manor to go to Grimmauld for a meeting, they all held onto their wands. It didn’t help that you were the reason Severus had a Dark Mark on his forearm. You knew it wouldn’t be possible for him to continue in the ranks without one. You even got one yourself to make him feel better despite the fact that you didn’t have to. 

You had arrived to Grimmauld early, slightly nervous for the meeting. Your father had said something the other day that he shouldn’t have known. He had gotten ahold of the Trelawney prophecy and heard about his possible demise. But he wasn’t supposed to know that either the Longbottoms or the Potters were going to be responsible for it. He shouldn’t have known Alice and Lily were both pregnant. You knew for a fact that you didn’t tell him anything. That information was a complete secret. Someone else was spying for your father and you didn’t know who. You could only rule out options. 

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riddle means misery | part 1.

Summary: Y/N Riddle. Not much more has to be said. Everyone hates her. She’s evil… she has to be. 

Warnings for the Series: 18+, this series is dark. Manipulation, dubcon verging on noncon, abuse of power, violence, ed mentions, death, blood, 

Pairing: unknown yet x black!reader

Word Count: 4.6k

A/N I: Hopefully this goes without saying but neither me as the author or my readers condone these acts in real life. We enjoy these scenarios in fiction to explore dark thoughts or for escapism or for whatever reason. If this makes you uncomfortable then please protect yourself and do not read BUT any hate towards my readers who enjoy this story will not be tolerated. Once again, fiction is fiction and we do not condone any of this disgusting behavior in real life!!

A/N II: This is the (hopefully) final, darker version of Sunshine/Princesse de Mort. Hopefully, y’all enjoy and we reached the proper darkness of the fic. Obviously it can only be so dark since this is supposed to have a happy ending but I’m confident we will all be pleased with this.  

A/N III: Vote on your guy for the future pairing. A post about the poll can be found in an answered ask posted before this post. 

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A little grunt escaped your mouth as you tried to grab your book that was currently floating away. It wasn’t even your book. Standing up from the table, you went to chase after it. You were all but three steps past your table when you tripped over your suddenly untied shoelaces and your hand landed conveniently on some lionfish nettles. Hissing, you sat up to pull the nettles from your now bleeding hand. The book wasn’t even in your sight by the time you picked them all out. 

You could hear laughter from far away when you ran outside to catch up to your missing item. So it was a Ravenclaw messing with you this study hall period. You needed the book. You couldn’t afford a replacement. Money wasn’t something that ran abundantly. The little money in your family’s vault was frozen by The Ministry. Not that it mattered to your father. Lord Voldemort didn’t pay for anything. Most of your things, you never liked to think about where they came from and tried to get rid of them once you quickly found a decent replacement. 

Everything else came from money you earned helping the house-elves at Hogwarts. You lived at the castle year-round. You had ever since you were eleven. Voldemort didn’t make his presence known— you were escorted to Platform 9 and ¾ by one of his followers with a wand and a letter in hand. Hogwarts was where he grew up. He still saw it as a place to hone magical talents and wanted you to go. He also requested— demanded— that Dumbledore keep you there. His heir wasn’t meant to get herself killed in a war.

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