My Only Love Sprung From My Only Hate

Category: Harry Potter

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Harry Potter and the franchise. The only person I have created in this story is May Potter. Nor the Title or Titles of the Chapters, they belong to the genius of William Shakespeare.

Rating: M

Pairings: Sirius Black/ OC.

Summary: Two magical households both alike in dignity, a pair of star-cross'd lovers share a secret love from their warring families.

A/N: Got this idea from watching Romeo & Juliet. This story does not follow "She's Only Potter's Sister" story. There are some relations changed. They'll be mentioned as the story progresses. Let me know what you think.

Chapter I

Two Households Both Alike In Dignity

Two households both alike in dignity,

(In fair Verona where we lay our scene)

From ancient grudge, break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean:

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,

A pair of star-cross'd lovers, take their life:

Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows,

Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.

The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,

And continuance of their parents' rage:

Which but their children's end nought could remove:

Is now the two hours' traffic of our Stage.

The which if you with patient ears attend,

What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

We begin our story in the city of Verona where the wizarding community live in the open with the non-wizards, known as Muggles. Though the two communities lived in harmony, two wizarding families constantly threaten to destroy the peace. For many centuries the Potter family and the Black family had been at war with each other. The Black family disliked the idea of Muggles knowing about the wizards living in Verona and believed they should be thrown out of the city but the Potter family argued that there was no need as they do not threaten the magical beings of the city and in return the wizards see no need to harm the muggles since they are no threat.

On this particular day does the fates of the warring families began to intertwine with each other. There were daily duels between the members of the families causing grief for the minister of the city; Kingsley. He was constantly giving the two powerful families warnings but the messages of warnings did not sink in.

Frank Longbottom was the second cousin of the Sirius Black and his most loyal friend but he was the one who initiated many of the duels with the rivalling family. The two were alike. They both liked to defy their family. Sirius did not agree with his family's beliefs that the city should be for Wizards only and Frank was secretly in love with a non magical woman, Alice.

"Duelling with the Potter's again, Frank?" Sirius asked as the two sat in the Wizarding bar, Weird Sisters, looking at the latest Daily Prophet. "It is going too far Frank. Why not talk with them rather than fight them?"

"Talk with the Potter's? That will be the day when your father announces that he prefers muggles to wizards." Frank chuckled as he downed his 3rd shot of Firewhisky. "You've got your head in the clouds again Sirius. Who is the cause this time?" Smirking as he turned on his bar stool to face his cousin. "Is it Marlene McKinnon?"

"No. No." Sirius shook his head as he downed his own shot of Firewhisky before standing up and walking out of the bar with Frank following close behind him. "I am just fed up of my parents throwing potential wives at me. I want to be like you and love. Not have an arranged marriage."

"But it has been like that in my family for centuries. I doubt it will change." He chuckled as the two relations walked through the streets of Verona. "Where is Regulus? I could do with some sane conversation. He may not be family to me but he is the closest friend I have." Frank gave a snort. "Oh shut up Frank. Where is he anyway?"

"I don't know. He has been running around the city, flirting with many women as he can. You know how he is." Frank laughed as they reached the town square, where it was busy with both wizards and muggles. "Seems old Potter is organising a party." Looking around at the many Aurors who were escorting women through the town square as they shopped for supplies for the masquerade party.

"Sirius!" The voice of Regulus called from behind them, waving tickets in the air. "Look what I have!" He said in a sing-song voice as he moved up to Sirius, wrapped an arm over his shoulder. "Now, look what I have here." Waving the tickets in front of his face. "Party the night away my dear Sirius and forget..." He turned and looked to Frank for the latest muse.

"Marlene McKinnon." Frank laughed lightly as he sat on a stone bench.

"And forget Marlene McKinnon." Regulus laughed as he pocketed the tickets into his robes. "A masquerade ball is the way. Meet a willing witch or muggle, bed her for the night and forget her in the morning." Sirius rolled his eyes. "Please, my dear friend. So much like a brother but not a brother." Laughing as he removed his arm from the chuckling pureblood. "So what do you say?" Holding the ticket under Sirius' nose. "Get your head out of the clouds and attend the party. Forget the girl and enjoy your life before your parents thrust a wife upon you."

Sirius looked between Frank and Regulus and gave a long sigh. "If I must." Reaching for the ticket but Regulus pulled it out of his reach. "What now?"

"One condition: You must not let the Potter's know you are there or it will be the Killing Curse for you." Tapping Sirius' nose with the ticket and then finally handing it to him and giving another to Frank. "Now, go and make yourselves look presentable and I shall meet you before we go." Grinning cheekily as he rushed off, away from them with a quick wave of his hand.

"Oh Merlin, what have I gotten myself into?" Sirius gave a defeated sigh as he looked at the party ticket. Not knowing that his life was going to change that night for attending his enemy's masquerade. The gods were deciding his fate and entwining it with another's, someone the unsuspecting Black would not expect.

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A/N: Well? What do you think? Shall I carry on? =D