We are both filthy now | R. A. B.
Third chapter of "One way ticket" | Ch. 1 / Ch. 2
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pair> regulus black x lestrange! reader (slytherin)
summary> a birthday party means, for most people, a way to celebrate your existence - for purebloods, however, is a good way to spent time together with their master. regulus and y/n are not fond of the event, but no matter the traumatic experience they both go trough, they are still enemies - and y/n should've know that.
word count> 4.5k (wtf)
warnings> some type of angst; slow burn af; family toxicity; female discrimination; description of getting the dark mark; regulus hitting reader's hand; not proofread!
a/n> hi m'loves<3 do not forget that the tag list is open, feel free to ask to be added! im sorry for the long wait, it was one tricky chapter to write and from now on im gonna stop hunting the perfection, ill just enjoy writing. im more than happy to see all the notification from you on this series, and im beyond grateful - ill love to read your reaction, it makes me incredibly happy and helps me write. any comment is more than welcomed<3 any reblog helps this series to get to more people and it only takes a minute to do so. thank u for reading, ily all<3
Dear Y/N,
I hope my letter finds you well – your cousin’s pathetic owl is one lazy bird, let me tell you, but Rodolphus seems to be quite fond of it, and won’t let me get a new one.
Anyway, I write to you in hope that you’ll make me the pleasure to attend my birthday next weekend – I already spoke with Rodolphus and your father and they assured me you’ll come, but I still think it’s better to write to you personally.
We’ll also have a little meeting, besides the party itself, so I’m sure you’ll find it rather educative than a silly simple ball – do not worry, I know you tend to get anxious when surrounded by people you don’t know that well, but my cousin Regulus is coming too! I’m sure you two young purebloods will have all the fun you need.
Don’t worry writing me back, just come along with Regulus back from Hogwarts. Your presence if the only gift I need.
Lots of hugs,
Bellatrix L.
Y/N puts the letter on her desk and grabs the other envelope – this one also has her family’s wax seal, the L and the raven on top of it sending her chills on her spine.
Y/N,
Don’t even think of not attending Bellatrix’ party. You cannot let this family down. Your cousin, Rabastan, will wait for you on the Platform 9 ¾, since me and Rodolphus have a lot of work to do for the meeting. Saturday morning, no later than 10 A.M. The meeting will be at our house.
Don’t disappoint me.
Cyrus Lestrange
She scoffs and lets the paper fall from her fingers. She was only a child when her cousin, Rodolphus, married Bellatrix, Regulus’ cousin. They were the youngest at that party so all the adults expected them to spent time together. Truth is, however, that Regulus was shy and quiet and only stayed by her side, listening to all of her questions and never responding back. After the wedding, when her father seemed to be so pleased with little Regulus, with his manners and his obedient nature, Y/N decided that she hated Regulus Black. He was just a little prick, and she decided that she’ll be better than him – always.
As her roommates are deep asleep, Y/N stays at her desk and watches the two letters. She grabs again the one from her father and watches how the flame of the candle on her desk dances on it, the paper getting warmer and warmer, until it’s lit on fire. She hates to keep her father’s letters – it’s like she’d want to ever see them again.
With the burning paper still between her fingers, she gets out of her dorm and walk on the dark corridor of the Slytherin Girls’ Wing and goes to the Common Room, where the fire seems to be burning with green flames. The Black Lake is silent behind the large windows, only the water’s movement being heard. She throws the letter in the chimney and smiles at the sight of the fire eating up her father’s words. It’s like she’s watching him get eaten up by the flames.
“It’s late, Lestrange.”
Y/N jumps on her feet and gets a grip of her night robes. The light green material covers her body now that she’s tugging her fingers into it. From the dark green sofa, Regulus Black watches her with a bored expression. He was reading a book and in front of him, on the small black table, is a cup filled with tea, she could guess.
“Always staying in the shadows, like a rat,” Y/N mutters and walks to him, staying on the couch in front of him. While she sits down, she lets the robe fall from her shoulder, exposing the skin. She’s dressed in a dark purple pajama set, made out of silk, and the little string of her tank top falls with the robe. Regulus seems to notice the bare skin just exposed and he gets his eyes to look at her face fast, before she could sense his gaze. He feels… disgusted.
“Always speaking like you own the whole place,” he talks back and smirks, “when we both know it’s nothing like that.” His voice is flat – no matter his facial expressions, Regulus Black always had a boring voice when he’d talk to her.
Y/N just watches him for a second. He’s still in his Quidditch equipment, even if the Slytherin team came back from practice a few hours ago. His hair is messy, his eyes are circled by a dark color, in comparison with his light skin, and he looks tired.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she lets the question escape her lips without even thinking.
“I could ask you the same thing, if I really cared,” he says and grabs his cup, drinking slowly from it.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Black,” Y/N laughs and puts her hands over her chest. Regulus notices that, too. “I’m sure you got an owl from Bellatrix.”
“Yes, Bella wrote me about her birthday. Unfortunately, if you’re telling me about it, it means she wrote to you, too,” he says in a quiet voice, letting out the air in his lungs.
“She’s part of my family, too, Black,” Y/N says and surprises herself – she never gave that much importance to the family relations. She only had herself, at the end of the day, no matter how much her father would scold her for being an absent member of the House of Lestrange.
Her father never really showed her love – he was meant to be her father, but he was just a kind of legal tutor who raised her and was responsible for her well-being, and her cousins looked down on her – she was just a silly girl, meant only to bear children and get more powerful connections for her family. Her uncle and her aunt were distant, and maybe that was better than giving her reasons to hate them, like the rest did.
“Please, do not remind me – I still can’t get over that.” Regulus seems annoyed, bored, tired of her presence. And, yet, he stands there, face to face with her, watching each other – studying each other with such attention like they’re looking for a weak point.
“Why are you such a hypocrite, Regulus?” Y/N suddenly asks. He just smiles in the corner of his mouth, grabs his cup of tea and gets up from the sofa.
She feels him getting closer to her and in a second his breathing is hitting her face. “Don’t act like I’m the only one putting an act on, Miss Little Perfect,” he says amused.
Her brows drop. The skin on her forehead wrinkles and her eyes watch his, wanting to see behind them – they are empty. “I know you look up to me, Regulus, but there’s no need to remind me,” now she’s the one to smirk, and he’s the one to frown.
“Please,” he scoffs, “I wouldn’t look up to a pathetic orphan even if you’d be hanging out from the ceiling,” he mutters and gets back up on his feet, looking down to her. Regulus is not the tallest boy Y/N knows, but that position gives him a more decent posture.
“That orphan is better than you,” she whispers. “That’s why your momma always prays the ground I walk on, right?” she laughs and she can sense his body getting alarmed by her words. “My dad just wanted an heir, someone to get his name far – but Walburga wants more than that, right? Now that Sirius, your disappointment of a brother, left, she only has you, but she doesn’t seem to be fulfilled,” the air leaves her lungs when Regulus drops the cup of tea and gets on top of her. The liquid spills on the stone floor.
His hands grab her bare shoulders, his leg is between her hips and he presses her body into the couch. Her back is arched into the plush material of the sofa and her eyes widen at the proximity. His jaw is tightened and his breathing is deep while Regulus watches her face with a spark into his eyes. “Do not, ever again in your filthy, pathetic, good for nothing life, talk about my family,” he mumbles and his grip only gets tighter – his nails digs into the skin of her shoulders like he wants to rip it off.
Y/N shoves him away and quickly gets up from the couch. Regulus is on the floor, right into the tea puddle he made, and he seems to be caught with his guard off. “Do not, ever again in your pathetic, sad, good for nothing life, call me an orphan – I have a family, Black. The blood in my veins is just as pure as yours, and my name is just as important as yours.”
And she leaves him there, into the Common Room, to take a bath into his own mess. She needs to go back to sleep – tomorrow she has to go back home and get ready for a birthday party.
The whole night she tried to forget Regulus’ hands onto her skin – her shoulders felt like burning, like they got marked by his touch. She tried not to think about the anger in her soul the whole ride back to London, when she was forced to be in the same wagon with Regulus – apparently, they both wanted to travel into the Prefects’ cabin. At least, they both kept their mouths shut and didn’t even looked at each other.
She didn’t have to have a very warm welcoming back home – Rabastan waited for her at the station and kept his eyes on the road the whole time. He only asked about other Slytherin kids in her year and some older ones – he wanted to know if she was behaving well enough towards them. Once she got to enter the big mansion she called ‘home’, there was chaos – all the house elves were running left and right with platters, candles, flowers in their hands and all of them stopped to look at her and welcome her mechanically. She just got up to her room and closed the door behind her. When she dropped on her bed, there was silence – there was no longer Regulus Black, or Cyrus Lestrange or any other dumb man who made her angry.
Once she woke up, she started to get ready for the gathering she was forced to attempt. She got dressed in a dark grey dress, elegant enough not to make her father a fool and yet, simple enough not to make Bellatrix feel left out – it was her birthday, after all.
“There you are,” says her father as she gets out of her bedroom. “I thought you’re still asleep.”
“I was getting ready.”
Cyrus looks her up and down in a judgmental way – he points to her neck. “Make sure the chain is visible, nothing else.”
Y/N forces a smile and a hand travels to the gold flower at her neck. “Yes, father.” He gives her his elbow and the two of them go down, where the elves decorated the whole floor with black and purple roses and white candles. There’s a long table near a wall, right at the fireplace, where are plates with food and glasses of expensive champagne.
“Here,” Cyrus whispers and gives Y/N a red box, and before she could question his action Bellatrix is right in front of her, laughing happily.
“Y/N! I’m so glad to see you, how are you?”
Bellatrix Lestrange, nee Black, is a very… bipolar witch. Once, she’s loud, smiley, in a good mood, and then she acts like the Devil himself. Y/N could never figure out why her cousin, Rodolphus, wanted to marry her – there were plenty of purebloods who wished to be married to him, but all his attention was on Bellatrix ever since they were in school together, despite the fact that she didn’t show any kind of interest in him during those years. Now, Rodolphus would do anything Bellatrix asks without blinking twice.
“Happy birthday, Bellatrix,” Y/N smiles and hugs her in a soft manner. While giving her the small box, she can see her cousin behind his wife, watching them carefully.
“I told you there was no need for gifts,” Bellatrix says and gives Rodolphus the box to take care of it. “I assume you just got down here,” she continues and grabs her hand, getting her away from her father – he doesn’t seem concerned about that. Cyrus always said that Bellatrix was a good wife and that Y/N had a lot to learn from her. What he did not know is that Y/N really wanted to learn a lot from Bellatrix – she wanted to know more about the power a witch could hold.
“Yes,” she said and looked around her own house. It was full of wizards, all of them being purebloods and talking to each other with a clear superiority in their voice. “I hope I’m not late to the party.”
Bellatrix scoffs. “The true party begins only when he gets here,” she smirks and Y/N freezes, knowing who she’s talking about. Tom Riddle was certainly not her favorite person, no matter how much he convinced her father that she will be a good daughter for him.
“Wonderful,” she manages to say and walks beside Bellatrix to greet her guests. She smiles and greets Bellatrix’ parents and gets a deep breath when her aunt and uncle come to wish her a happy birthday.
“Y/N, how are you, dear?” Walburga asks and kisses her both cheeks. Bellatrix seems busy talking to her uncle about the upcoming meeting, while Regulus sits behind them and only listen. “How is school?”
“It’s good, wonderful, even,” she smiles and Walburga laughs happily. “I’m working on some essays for Potions and Transfiguration, maybe they’ll be published after I finish school.”
“Did you hear, Regulus? Y/N plans to publish some essays after graduation,” she scolds her son and now his attention is on them. He only smiles to his mother and she goes on with the talking. Neither of them seems to be truly focused on what she’s saying – they look at each other like they’d snap each other’s neck if they could.
“Regulus, why don’t you invite Y/N to dance?” Bellatrix pops between them and her aunt claps her hands satisfied with her proposal. “You know how much joy it brings me to see you two together, Reggie,” she continues and puts her arm around his shoulders. He looks at his cousin with doubt in his gaze – she made them dance together at her wedding, too, like they were some monkeys to entertain the adults.
With a silent scoff, he forced a smile in his cousin’s direction and looked shortly to his mother, who only seemed to tell him the same thing with her eyes. “Shall we dance together, Y/N?” he asks and gives her his pale hand.
No matter how much she’d like to hit it, getting it away from her, she grabs it lightly and smiles. “With pleasure,” she mutters and the adults all clap their hands and smile in their direction as they go to the center of the room, where other people are dancing slowly.
Bellatrix flicks her wand and the room is now filled with a more vibrant music – they smile to each other and Y/N’s skin is burning under her dress where Regulus’ hands touch her. He cups her hand into his and the other one rests on her back, bringing her closer to his body. She has a hand on his shoulder and they both move synchronically to the rhythm.
“You disgust me,” he whispers into her ear, sending shivers all over her spine.
A big smile appears on her rosy lips and she looks behind him, where her father is beside Orion and Cygnus Black – they all had firewhiskey glasses in hand and talked with serious expressions on their faces.
“The feeling is mutual, my dear Regulus,” she mumbles and steps on his foot, careful to put the heel right into his toe.
“Then, you could’ve save us both and deny Bellatrix’ stupid wish.”
“On her birthday?” she scoffs. “Yeah, right, you tell her no, I like to be alive.”
Regulus lets a small chuckle out and before she could look at him, he spins her away for a second. When her body is back into his arms, her vision is blurry. “You better keep your mouth shut during the meeting,” he says in a cold tone.
“Why, Reggie?” she mocks the tone Bellatrix used. “Scared the Dark Lord will see more potential in me than in you?” She’s joking. On Merlin’s beard, she’s only trying to piss him off.
“Tonight is my night and you better not do anything to steal it from me,” he spits the words into her ear. Her skin becomes ice cold and all her blood runs faster into her veins because of the way he presses his fingers into her back. “I warn you, Y/N, stay in your place,” he mumbles and when the music changes, he lets go of her and smiles, before going away.
After some hours, the chaos in her house begins to cool down – the guests start leaving until there are only the usual people. They all sit at the long table, talking about some things that happened in the Muggleworld and how unacceptable they were – for someone who said they despised the muggles, they sure talked a lot about them. The conversation dies when the chair at the end of the table is occupied by the tall, dark haired wizard. They all rise from their sits and greet him with joy.
“It’s good to see you too, my dear friends,” Tom Riddle, Lord Voldemort says and he shakes her father’s hand. Her lungs take the air in with great difficult, given the fact that there’s only a sit between the dark wizard and her. “I assume I need to apologize to Bellatrix,” he speaks and looks to his left, where the witch smiles from one ear to another. “I did not bring any gift with me, Bella,” he explains.
“You are my greatest gift, My Lord,” she says and from her left, Rodolphus and Rabastan just nod their heads. “Your presence gives us hope for a better future for us, the right titled wizards,” she continues and everyone agrees.
Bellatrix is one of the most loyal followers the Dark Lord has besides Cyrus Lestrange and the rest of his friends from when they were in Hogwarts. He saw the potential in her, just like he saw it in Y/N.
“Then tell me, which is the reason of this meeting?” Voldemort asks and looks at every face at the table.
It was not Y/N’s greatest pleasure to sit at that table from time to time – her father thought it was good for her future to assist those meetings, but they were incredibly boring. There were many parents of her housemates and from other kids from school, but not even a single person her age – that until Bellatrix brought Regulus to join her. Apparently, he was quite a fan of that man because of his cousin’s stories.
“We think it’s the time to welcome another wizard between us, as an official member, my Lord,” Lucius Malfoy speaks and his voice is just as annoying as ever.
“Oh, really?” Voldemort smiles. “And who might that be, Lucius?”
“My cousin, my Lord,” Bellatrix says and points to Regulus. “Regulus is one of the most dedicated wizards to your plans,” she continues and the air leaves Y/N’s lungs.
Looking over the table to Regulus, she could see Walburga smiling proudly while he just looks to Tom Riddle. “My Lord,” he says, “I swear I’ll serve you with every power I have.”
“Then come closer, young Regulus,” the dark wizard says and plays with his wand between his fingers. The boy gets up on his feet. From his right, Cyrus Lestrange clears his throat. “Yes, Cyrus?”
“My Lord,” he begins, “I was not aware that the Death Eaters were open to new members.”
“We always have free spots for the one who wish to serve our believes,” comes his explanation.
“In that case, I’m sure you’ll agree with me that Y/N is just as worthy of getting the mark as young Regulus is.”
Her heart stops beating. What did he just say?
“Right, Y/N?” his father touches her back, forcing her to look at him. His eyes are desperate. There is no way, in his opinion, that his only child will not be recognized as a worthy follower of Lord Voldemort.
All eyes are on her. She can feel them. However, she does not care about them – the only ones that matter are her father’s, and the one from across the table who looked down at her.
“Yes, My Lord,” she says that quietly that she barely hears her own voice. Her father pats her back and goes back to Voldemort. Y/N can’t gather the courage to look at Regulus.
“You said she was worthy from the first day you saw her, My Lord,” Cyrus says. “You said she will be a powerful witch, with a great future – how is she supposed to be powerful if not under your command?”
Voldemort smiles pleased. “You’re right, my old friend. Come, child, let me get a better look of you.” Her father looks at her and orders her to do as asked just with his eyes. Do not disappoint me, hesays with his burning gaze.
Mechanically, Y/N is on her feet and walks behind her father, in front of the sick looking wizard. His hands are cold, like he’s dead, when he touches her jaw. He looks at her like she’s some kind of animal that needs to be inspected.
“Are you willing to follow my orders, whenever you are needed, child?”
There’s a knot in her stomach. She wants to say no. She wants to leave that house and never come back. She’s scared.
“Yes,” is the only answer she can give in return.
“Very well,” Tom Riddle smirks satisfied and gestures to Regulus to come closer too. They are now next to each other. She can hear his breathing from her left and her knees are about to go numb. “Who wants to go first?”
Before she can say anything, Regulus already has his shirt lifted from his left arm and brings it closer to the man. Y/N can hear the soft scoff of his father.
“You need to swear to always serve me, boy,” Voldemort demands, the tip of his wand pressed into Regulus’ arm.
“I swear, My Lord. Whenever you’ll call for me, I’ll be there, ready to do everything I’m capable of for you,” Regulus speaks.
With a big grin on his face, Voldemort begins to press the wand deeper into the skin, until Regulus grabs his arm with his free hand. From under his skin is visible a dark smoke that lingers there, running like it’s chasing his blood. His nose is twitching from the possible pain, but besides that, his expression is blank. When the wand is lifted, the Dark Mark is on his white skin. There is silence, like the rest would wait for him to scream. His parents have a proud expression on their faces as Regulus watches the crowd with a blank, serious stare.
“Your turn, Y/N” Voldemort says after a few seconds and puts his hand out there to grab her arm. She lifts the sleeve of her dress and looks at her father – Cyrus Lestrange watches her with a demanding manner, like he’s forcing her to go closer to Voldemort. Which she does.
“I always knew you’d be a great witch, child,” he says with a proud tone in his voice. He wanted her to be his weapon. “Say you’ll serve me without question, Y/N. Let the others know that from today, you’ll become one of the most powerful followers of mine.”
“I do, My Lord,” is the only thing she says like she’s hypnotized – her body doesn’t listen to her commands, it acts on its own.
The wand is cold against her skin, but as soon as Voldemort presses it harder into her arm, a burning sensation hits her entire being – she needs to grab her arm in order not to get it away from the unspoken spell. The black smoke feels like venom and she wants to scream from the bottom of her soul. Instead, she just bites the flesh inside her mouth, the taste of blood blooming from her cheek. When the wand is lifted and the mark is done on her arm, too, there’s silence again – and when there’s no screaming, all the Death Eaters gets up and start to applause them, to congratulate them.
“That’s the best birthday ever!” Bellatrix laughs maniacal and jumps from a foot to another.
She still has her left arm in her right hand, looking at the black drawing on her skin. She’s too afraid to touch it, like it could burn her fingers. Two arms wrap around her in the noise and she’s hugged by her father. Cyrus Lestrange hugs his daughter, and a single tear rolls down on her cheek.
“Good job, Y/N,” he says in her ear. “Now you’ll show everyone what you’re made of.”
She gets slightly away from him and she can feel the vomit sensation grow in her stomach. While everyone clink glasses of champagne and laughs with joy, she excuses herself and leave the dining hall.
She could not see Regulus in the crowd. She needs to see him to be sure it was all real. And she finds him on the corridor near the bathroom, at a balcony with a view to her garden. His shoulders are moving up and down and his breathing is accelerated. If she didn’t know any better, she wouldn’t guess he was… crying. She stepped closer to him slowly and put her hand on his back.
“Regulus…” she said softly and tears started to form into her eyes, too. What have they done?
“You couldn’t contain yourself, right?” he screams and turns around to face her. “You got to be the center of the attention tonight, too,” his voice is full of hate, which she ignores when she sees his wet blood-shot eyes. Her hand tries to touch his shoulder, wishing to show him… empathy?
“Regulus…” she mumbles again and her voice is hurt. Maybe they are in this together; she just needs to explain everything.
“Don’t put your filthy hands on me!” he says and slaps her hand away.
Y/N doesn’t know what hurt more – the slap, the burning feeling in her arm or the fact that she thought that maybe, just maybe, Regulus was willing to show her kindness then, when it was clear that neither of them was feeling good with their actions.
She looks at his hand – the one he slapped hers with – and at his arm. His left arm.
“We are both filthy now,” she says with despair and turns around, leaving him alone.
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Harry Potter Family Lines
next gen maker / cut out of the family tree / alone / affair / new family maker / died young / temp cut off / incest
House of Black
B First Generation
Black
1850 Nigellus Black
1868 Sirius I
1870/1871 Phineas Nigellus - Ursula Flint = Sirius II, Phineas II, Cygnus I, Belvina, Arcturus
1871 Elladora
1873/1870 Isla (for marrying a muggle) - Bob Hitchens
B Second Generation
Black
Burke
Phineas Nigellus - Ursula Flint
1887/1888 Sirius II - Hesper Gamp = Arcturus II, Lycoris (1910), Regulus I (1912)
1888 Phineas II
1890/1892 Cygnus I - Violetta Bulstrode = Pollux, Cassiopeia, Dorea and Marius the Squib
1891/1890 Belvina - Herbert Burke = Hector, Phineas III, Belinda Burke
1892/1892 Arcturus - Lysandra Yaxley = Callidora (1910), Cedrella (1910), Charis (1914)
B Third Generation
Black
Burke
Potter, Crouch, Longbottom, Weasley
Sirius II - Hesper Gamp
1908 Arcturus II - Melina McMillan = Lucretia (1928) - Ignatius Prewett (1929), Orion - Walburga
1910 Lycoris
1912 Regulus I
Cygnus - Violetta Bulstrode
1910/1910 Pollux - Ima Crabbe = Walburga - Orion, Alphard (1931), Cygnus II
1911 Cassiopeia
1913/1911 Dorea - Charlus Potter = Marcus (1930) - Charlotte Hunter = Hadrian (1934)
1913 Marius the Squib (for being a squib)
Belvina - Herbert Burke
1911/1912 Hector - Mildred Flint = Agnes and Cytus (1931) - Amber Warrington (1932)
1911 Phineas III
1913/1910 Belinda - Sappho Crouch
Arcturus - Lysandra Yaxley
1910/1908 Callidora - Harfang Longbottom = Geoffrey Longbottom, Alice Longbottom (1934) - Enio Giles (1932)
1910 Cedrella (for marrying a blood traitor) - Septimus Weasley = Gawain I and Geraint, Arthur Weasley
See descendants in House Weasley
1914 Charis - Caspar Crouch = Bartemius, Calista and Servilia Crouch (1934)
B Fourth Generation
Black
Burke
Potter, Crouch, Longbottom, Weasley
McKinnon
Arcturus II - Melina McMillan
1928/1929 Lucretia - Ignatius Prewett
1930/1930 Orion - Walburga Black = “Padfoot” Sirius III Orion (1959) (for betraying his family), Regulus Arcturus (1961)
Pollux - Ima Crabbe
1930/1930 Walburga - Orion Black = “Padfoot” Sirius III Orion (1959) (for betraying his family), Regulus Arcturus (1961)
1931 Alphard
1933 Cygnus II - Druella Rosier = Narcissa - Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix - Rodolphus Lestrange (1931) - Tom Riddle (1926), Andromeda (for marrying a muggle) - Edward "Ted" Tonks
Callidora - Harfang Longbottom
1931/1930 Geoffrey Longbottom - Augusta Smethwick = Frank Longbottom
1934/1932 Alice Longbottom - Enio Giles
Charis - Caspar Crouch
1926 Bartemius Crouch - Jane Lewis = Bartemius II Crouch (1946), Phebe Crouch - Mary Syme (1947), Rhea Crouch (for marrying a muggle) - Michael McKinnon
1934 Calista and Servilia Crouch
Fifth Generation
Black
Burke
Potter, Crouch, Longbottom, Weasley
McKinnon
Tonks, Malfoy
Cygnus II - Druella Rosier
1950 Andromeda (for marrying a muggle) - (Edward "Ted" Tonks = Nymphadora Vulpecula Tonks
1951/1950 Bellatrix - Rodolphus Lestrange - Tom Riddle (1926) = Delphini Riddle (1977)
1955/1954 Narcissa - Lucius Malfoy = Draco Lucius Malfoy
Geoffrey Longbottome - Augusta Smethwick CH
1959/1960 Frank Longbottom - Alice Fortenscue = Neville Longbottom - Hannah Abbott
Bartemius Crouch - Jane Lewis
1946 Bartemius II Crouch
1947 Phebe Crouch - Mary Syme = Caspar II Crouch (1961)
1948 Rhea Crouch (for marrying a muggle) - Michael McKinnon = Michael McKinnon - Melissa McKinnon
B Sixth Generation
Black
Burke
Potter, Crouch, Longbottom, Weasley
McKinnon
Tonks, Malfoy
Lupin
Andromeda - Edward “Ted” Tonks
1973/1960 Nymphadora Vulpecula Tonks - “Moony” Remus John Lupin = “Teddy” Edward Remus Lupin
Narcissa - Lucius Abraxas Malfoy
1980/1982 Draco Lucius Malfoy - Astoria Hyperia Greengrass = Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy (2006) - Rose Minerva Weasley (2005)
See descendants in House Weasley
Frank Longbottom - Alice Fortenscue
1980/1979 Neville Longbottom - Hannah Abbott = Mavis Poppy (2002) - James Sirius Potter (2003), Alice Ginevra (2205)
Rhea Crouch - Michael McKinnon
1960 Marlene - Dorcas Meadowes
1962 Mason and Mitchell
1964 Matthew and Maxwell
Neville Longbottom - Hannah Abbott
2002/2003 Mavis Poppy - James Sirius Potter = Maverick Sirius Potter (2022), Jasper James Potter (2024)
House of Malfoy
M First Generation
Malfoy
Gamp, Potter
1870 Justia Malfoy
1867 Caesonia - Jovian Gamp = Hesper Gamp
1869/1878 Brutus - Vinda Rosier = Nicholas
1870/1872 Septimus Malfoy - Opal Parkinson = Severus, Justia
1872 Selene - John Potter = Charlus - Dorea Black, Felix Potter (1911)
M Second Generation
Malfoy
Gamp, Potter
Rosier
Caesonia - Jovian Gamp
1887/1888 Hesper Gamp - Sirius II Black = Arcturus II, Lycoris (1910), Regulus I Black (1912)
See descendants under House Black
Brutus - Vinda Rosier
1894/1890 Nicholas - Amelie Lestrange = Abraxas
Septimus - Opal Parkinson
1901/1905 Severus - Primula Corner = Justus - Veronique Mulciber
1905/1906 Justia - Felix I Rosier = Evan I Rosier, Druella Rosier
Selene - John Potter
1911/1913 Charlus - Dorea Black = Marcus (1930) - Charlotte Hunter = Hadrian (1934)
M Third Generation
Malfoy
Gamp, Potter
Rosier
Nicholas - Amelie Lestrange
1908 Abraxas - Belvina Nott = Morpheus, Lucius - Narcissa Black
See descendants under House Black (L+N)
Severus - Primula Corner
1908 Justus - Veronique Mulciber = Tiberius, Vinicius
Justia - Felis I Rosier
1914 Evan I - Cassia Goyle = Cloelia, Felix II
1933 Druella - Cygnus II Black
See descendants under House Black
M Fourth Generation
Malfoy
Gamp, Potter
Rosier
Diggory
Abraxas - Belvina Nott
1934 Morpheus - Andre Chombrum = Lilian and Julian Chombrum (1955)
Justus - Veronique Mulciber
1928/1919 Tiberius - Walton Diggory = Marcellus, Amos
1930 Vinicius - Corrine Fawley = Corvinus (1949)
Evan I Rosier - Cassia Goyle
1933/1933 Felix II - Helaine Crabbe = Silas
1942/1940 Cloelia - Amara Shafiq Patil = Evan II, Justin
M Fifth Generation
Malfoy
Gamp, Potter
Rosier
Diggory
Cloelia - Amara Shafiq Patil
1965/1967 Justin - Helaine Crabbe = Silas Rosier (1973)
1973/1978 Evan II - Katie Bell = Nicolas Evan (1999), Lucas Karter (2001)
TIberius - Walton Diggory JV
1948 Marcellus = Delphine (1975)
1953 Amos = Cedric (1977)
House of Lestrange
L First Generation
Lestrange, Scamander, Malfoy
1865 Rowena Lestrange
1880 Leta - Theseus Scamander = Newt Scamander - Porpentina Goldstein
1882 Rasatar = Lysander
1890/1894 Amelie - Nicholas Malfoy
See descendants in House Malfoy
L Second Generation
Lestrange, Scamander, Malfoy
Lovegood
Leta - Theseus Scamander
1897 Newt - Porpentina Goldstein = Esther - Sebastain Bellamy, Rolf Scamander - Luna Elizabeth Lovegood
Lysander
1950/1951 Rodolphus - Bellatrix Black
See descendants in House Black
1959/1960 Pandora - Xenophilius Lovegood = Luna Elizabeth Lovegood - Rolf Scamander
L Third Generation
Lestrange, Scamander, Malfoy
Lovegood
Bellamy
Newt - Porpentina Goldstein
1882/1882 Esther - Sebastian Bellamy = Wolfgang (1999), Beatrix (2000), Theodora(2002), Elizabeth (2002), Matilda Bellamy (2004)
1884/1881 Rolf Scamander - Luna Elizabeth Lovegood = Lysander Arthur and Lorcan Rowan Scamander (2007) - Lily Luna Potter (2005)
Pandora - Xenophilius Lovegood
1881/1884 Luna Elizabeth Lovegood - Rolf Scamander = Lysander Arthur and Lorcan Rowan Scamander (2007) - Lily Luna Potter (2005)
House of Potter
P First Generation
Potter
1845 Fleamont Potter
1864 Edward Fleamont - Elizabeth Fleece = Henry Edward
1867 Catherine Potter
1869 Albert - Alycone Gaunt
1872 John - Selene Malfoy
See descendants in House Malfoy
P Second Generation
Potter
Edward Fleamont - Elizabeth Fleece
1885/1893 Henry Edward - Julia Bones = Fleamont Henry - Euphemia Greengrass
P Third Generation
Potter
Henry Edward - Julia Bones
1932/1942 Fleamont Henry - Euphemia Greengrass = James Fleamont - Lily Jade Evans
P Fourth Generation
Potter
Fleamont Henry - Euphemia Greengrass
1960 “Prongs” James Fleamont - Lily Jade Evans = Harry James - Ginevra “Ginny” Molly Weasley
See descendants in House Weasley
House of Weasley
W First Generation
Weasley
Septimus Weasley - Cedrella Black
1927/1928 Gawain I Weasley - Zoe Sarte = Lionel Weasley (1948), Tristan Weasley (1949) = Mafalda Weasley (1966), Mark Weasley (1951)
1928-1928 Ceraint Weasley - Lieke Hugo = Gawain II Weasley (1942), Galahad Weasley (1942)
1950/1951 Arthur Septimus Weasley - Molly Prewett = William Arthur - Fleur Delacour, Charles Septimus, Percival Ignatius (temporarily for disputes) - Audrey Mia Fairfax, Fredrick Gideon, George Fabian - Angelina Johnson, Ronald Bilius - Hermione Jean Granger, Ginevra Molly Weasley - Harry James Potter
W Second Generation
Weasley
Potter
Arthur Septimus Weasley - Molly Prewett
1970/1977 William "Bill" Arthur - Fleur Delacour = Victorie Molly - "Teddy" Edward Remus Lupin, Dominique Gabrielle (2003), Louis William (2009)
1972 Charles “Charlie” Septimus
1976/1978 Percival “Percy” Ignatius (temporarily) for disputes - Audrey Mia Fairfax = Rebecca Molly (2001), Jake Arthur (2002), Ellie Ginevra and Lucianna Mia (2006)
1978 Fredrick “Fred” Gideon
1978/1977 George Fabian - Angelina Johnson = Fredrick II Angelo (2002), Roxanne Olivia (2004)
1980/1979 Ronald “Ron” Bilius - Hermione Jean Granger = Rose Minerva (2005) - Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy (2006), Hugo Charlie (2009)
1981/1980 Ginerva “Ginny” Molly - Harry James Potter = James Sirius - Mavis Poppy Longbottom, Albus Severus (2005), Lily Luna Potter (2007) - Lysander Rowan Scamander (2005)
W Third Generation
Weasley
Potter
Lupin, Greengrass, Malfoy
William “Bill” Arthur - Fleur Delacour
1977/1976 Victorie Molly Weasley - "Teddy" Edward Remus Lupin = Andromeda Fleur and Nymphadora Victoire (2018), Remus Harry (2020)
2003 Dominique Gabrielle
2009 Louis William
Percival “Percy” Ignatius - Audrey Mia Fairfax
2001 Rebecca Molly
2002 Jake Arhur
2006 Ellie Ginerva - Daniel Oliver Greengrass = Percy Oliver (2020), Daphne Audrey (2021) and Lucy Danella Greengrass (2023)
2006 Lucianna Mi
Ronald “Ron” Bilius - Hermione Jean Granger
2005/2006 Rose Minerva - Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy = Severine Hermione Malfoy (2024)
2009 Hugo Charlie
Ginerva “Ginny” Molly - Harry James Potter
2003/2002 James Sirius - Mavis Poppy Longbottom = Maverick Sirius Potter (2022), Jasper James Potter (2024)
House of Gaunt
G First Generation
Gaunt
1810 Athena Gaunt
1830 Alkes - Berta Burke = Beliana (1850) (for being a squib), Rayla - Edwin Crabbe, Rasalas - Leta
1835 Algoi - Matilda Flint = Corvus (1851), Alycone - Albert Potter, Leta - Rasalas
G Second Generation
Gaunt
Crabbe
Alkes - Berta Burke
1850 Beliana the Squib (for being a squib)
1852 Rayla - Edwin Crabbe = Erebus Crabbe - Hemera
1854 Rasalas - Leta = Aion (1880), Hemera - Erebus
Algoi - Matilda Flint
1851 Corvus
1854 Leta - Rasalas = Aion (1880), Hemera - Erebus
1861 Alycone - Albert Potter
G Third Generation
Gaunt
Crabbe
Rasalas - Leta
1875/1874 Hemera - Erebus = Marvolo
1880 Aion
Rayla - Edwin Crabbe
1874/1875 Erebus - Hemera = Marvolo
G Fourth Generation
Gaunt
Crabbe
Riddle
1899 Marvolo Gaunt
1906 Morfin and Metis
1908 Merope - Tom Riddle = Tom Marvolo Riddle | Voldemort (chose to leave because of muggle realtions)
G Fifth Generation
Gaunt
Crabbe
Riddle
Merope - Tom Riddle
1926/1951 Tom Marvolo Riddle | Voldemort (chose to leave because of muggle realtions) - Bellatrix Lestrange = Delphini Riddle (1977)
I hope that this helped someone with any info that they needed / all of these are just from hours spent searching and putting pieces together / it's not entirely canon compliant
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