Yesh! I have this pleasant little surprise for you! Dear readers of One World, Two Lives, you have thought long and hard about Lodi, Cameron and Lila, being that they are apparently the children of Regulus Black - who was said to be dead.

But now the answers have arrived (with a bout of inspiration from an article about an argument I saw on Facebook a few days ago.) in the from of this FanFiction! I promise all will be explained in this story, Ali's past, how the Riddle sisters came to be, why Ali went from a pureblood bigot to a blood-traitor in seconds, how Regulus is alive, the reason behind Ali's powers that I so lightly touched upon in Chapter 5 *pointedly ignoring the chapter that is actually an Author's Note and pretending it didn't exist so that there are 10 chapters instead of 11*

Anyway, in this story, it will also be revealed what these powers are. The flashback Fred had about seeing Ali on King's Cross and then their sorting will also be included in this story, and the reason behind why Ali is also a part of the prophecy (that I - AGAIN - touched so lightly upon in chapter 5 *still ignoring Author's Notes like the Black Plague*) will also be revealed.

Author's Notes: Hey! If you're ignoring me so much, why do you write these fucking great long Author's Notes?!

Jupi (Me): Because I have information thatzereaderz need to know! Also, rated M for language!


Magical Menagerie, Diagon Alley, London, England. 5 November, 1979.

The ginger cat was no ordinary cat. In fact he was actually a man who, to everyone who knew him, was supposedly dead. And that was how he wanted it. But if you looked closely, you could see the grey rainwater coloured eyes that were reminiscent of the eyes of the youngest member of the Black Family.

Regulus Arcturus Black.

Although Regulus had wanted to stay dead for a couple of years so that Voldemort was off of his trail as well as his parents, he only managed to last three days before he was found prowling around Knockturn Alley by a witch who worked at the Magical Menagerie in Diagon Alley. That was where he was now, trying to escape a small cage that the witches who worked there had temporarily put him in after they had conducted tests on him by prodding him with various instruments and taking his blood. He had flinched whenever they came near him with a needle, but they gave him some catnip and told him it was just to check if he was healthy. Regulus didn't touch the catnip. Somehow he didn't believe them when they said they just wanted to check his health. He was sure by the way there was a fairly relieved look in their eyes when they returned from the testing room that they were testing him to see if he had dark magic in him. To see if he used to belong to a Dark Wizard, or something along those lines. And he was. Sort of. If being your own pet was a real thing.

Regulus quickly shook those thoughts from his head. He didn't want to think of himself as a Dark Wizard. Not anymore. Too many people he loved were hurt when he was a Dark Wizard. And the one girl he loved was stolen from him, a week after their wedding.

Eventually Regulus resorted to using a little bit of wandless magic to free himself. Those lessons being tutored by Arielle had paid off for once in his life outside of Hogwarts. Regulus landed gracefully on the floor and weaved his way through customers' legs. Thankfully, the customers were too busy in the pets to notice that there was a scruffy ginger cat slinking out the door. Regulus was lucky that he got out at that point as seconds later the witch who found him, who was called Madge Crystals, came back to tell him that her and her colleagues had decided to call him Crookshanks. But when she reached his cage, it was empty and the open door was swinging back and forth.

The last thing Regulus heard as he slipped around the corner of the street to start his journey to Godric's Hollow, were the screams of the Magical Menagerie witches as they searched for a cat that was no longer there.


Potter Cottage, Godric's Hollow, West Country, England. 5 November, 1979.

Sirius sat laughing with the Potters around the dining table. Dorea Potter (née Black) was looking at him fondly as both Sirius and James told Charlus Potter about the disastrous double date the two boys had with their girlfriends, Lily Evans (soon, as in three weeks, to be Lily Potter. Who was also pregnant with twins.) and Genevieve Star - the second child of Melissa Richards and Sebastiano Star, two members of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Star (A/N: I am making the Star Family Tree for those who want to see it. I will post it on Deviantart when it's finished. I will also post family trees for the other families in this story. Research. Fun.) - almost two years prior.

James was about to tell Charlus and Dorea about how it somehow ended with them being half drunk and the girls helping them out of the restaurant to a nearby park, when a knock sounded at the front door and resonated throughout the house. Charlus stood to answer it, grumbling the familiar, old saying of "Who would be knocking at this hour?" but Sirius stood himself.

"I'll answer it." he said, feeling as though it was going to be for him anyway, before starting to make his way to the front door. He couldn't see anyone through the distorted window of the door for a few seconds before a figure suddenly appeared, slowly rising from the bottom of the window. Animagus. Sirius swung the door open, thinking it was Peter, only to reveal a man a year younger than him with the same pale skin, the same haughty looks, the same black hair, the same grey eyes. Although, he was smaller than Sirius and certainly less handsome. But that didn't prevent him from winning over the heart of the most beautiful and intelligent girl in Hogwarts back when they were 14 and 15. The man's hair was shorter than Sirius' too, and a lot messier. Almost as messy as James'. Almost.

Regulus, who about a minute ago had been sitting in front of the door as a ginger kneazel-cat crossbreed, grinned at him, "Hello again brother. Life with the Potters has fared you well." he said.

"Regulus..." Sirius breathed, in shock at seeing his brother when only three days ago, he had been declared dead. Sirius wasn't even invited to his funeral. Not that he would've gone anyway. He didn't like seeing an empty coffin get lowered down into a grave marked by a tombstone that read 'Regulus Arcturus Black. 1961 - 1979'.

The rest of the two brothers' evening was spent in the Potters' living room listening to Regulus' tale with Charlus, James and Dorea, the two Black brothers' distant relative. At the end of his tale, Regulus was advised by Dorea and Charlus not to tell ANYONE about the Horcruxes, not even Dumbledore, otherwise he would get thrown back into danger. Regulus was then shown to a guest room where he would sleep in before going to the now empty Grimmauld Place.

The last thing Regulus thought as he fell asleep, was of a beautiful girl, who was a descendant of Rowena Ravenclaw and Godric Gryffindor, with silvery white-blonde curls that descended past her waist; faint freckles, pale skin and blue-black eyes the colour of the Atlantic Ocean at midnight. Arielle Nightshade. And just as he drifted off into his dreams, he remembered with a sharp pang of sadness that Arielle was no longer his and never would be again, that she belonged to the very man Regulus had been running from. Voldemort. Or Tom Riddle as Arielle would now know him.

What he didn't know, was that the very same girl he was dreaming off was currently reading a letter from Sirius telling her that Regulus was actually very much alive, in every way, shape and form, before chucking said letter into the drawing room fire so Tom wouldn't find it.

"Live Regulus. Live. Fall in love again. Have a family. Just don't forget me." she whispered (and if Regulus listened hard enough in his dreams, he could faintly hear the words.) while crying tears of relief, not noticing the small dark brown haired baby girl peeking through the door curiously. She was always too curious for Slytherin.


Well! How was that? I know it isn't very long but it's only an intro!

Who likes the relationship I have made between Regulus and Arielle? It will be explained more in the chapters to come, don't you fret my children.

And what about the girl at the end of the chapter? Does anyone think they know who it is? Leave your guess in the reviews and I shall reveal the answer later on!

Anyway, if you are an unfortunate reader who is reading this before the original story - One World, Two Lives - and have no idea what the story is or what the hell is going on, then I shall explain it! Quickly!:

One World, Two Lives is a Harry Potter Love Story between Fred Weasley and an OC called Aliana Riddle - who is the second daughter of Arielle Riddle (née Nightshade-Black) and Voldemort.

I don't suggest you read One World, Two Lives first because things will be explained more in this story. But feel free to read that first.

Anyway, keep reading, reviewing, favouriting and following this story! It makes my heart feel happy.

Live long and ship Ali x Fred/Reg x Arie Little Universers!

~Jupi