ONE FOR SORROW, TWO FOR JOY.

The old refrain, one that Maeve Byrne has heard since the day she was born. She is one of a pair, and for years, Maeve understood that she and Sorcha were just like the magpies. Made to be inseparable.

That is, until they turned eleven. It was the sorting that did them in. Or perhaps it was bound to happen regardless of what House they called home. With each year, the rift between them deepened. Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindor quidditch matches have never been more cutthroat. It is general knowledge that the Byrne twins cannot and will not agree on anything. Forgiveness is not only impossible, but after the incident at the end of her fourth year, it has become a matter of Maeve's pride. The last thing Maeve wants is another term marred by the recklessness of Gryffindor house. Fifth year is hers and hers alone.

That is, until Sirius Black approaches Maeve Byrne with a deal that even she can't turn down. She is the key to the Marauder's disastrous plan, and he is the key to finally getting back on top.

Two for joy indeed.

maeve byrne // ella hunt
" wit beyond measure "

sorcha byrne // alexandra dowling
" the brave at heart "

aoife byrne // millie brady
" a determined leader "

ROSE BLOOD // a playlist

✾ rose blood | mazzy star
✾ the frost | mitski
✾ black star | radiohead
✾ the parting glass | boygenius
✾ whatever fits together | skullcrusher
✾ lipstick on the glass | wolf alice
✾ girl, so confusing | charli xcx

full playlist on spotify

✤ disclaimer: 
all original characters and plots are my own.  I do not own the harry potter universe.  don't bring she-who-must-not-be-named into this.
✤ this story includes: canon-typical violence, mentions and brief depictions of death, and mild mature themes/language

✤ dedicated to Toxicobsessed, the Harry Potter queen

a brief author's note before we begin:

✤ ROSE BLOOD will follow Maeve Byrne through her fifth, sixth, and seventh years at Hogwarts, as well as a shortened account of the war.  I did just mention the war, but it's going to be fun, I promise!!  This story is the final form of all of the fanfics that I've ever tried to write for this fandom, including the one I wrote at 15 (not my best work).  

✤ Something different than my usual fare.  This story has limited faceclaims because I feel like everyone basically has it down at this point as far as what their visual is for established Harry Potter characters, especially the Marauders.  Imagine them as you wish, and there will of course be descriptions in the story because that's how stories work! 

✤  tropes here include: Slytherin!oldersister that defies the 'Slytherins are bad' stereotype, RavenclawxGryffindor twins (Fred and George vibes but if they hated each other), more Irish rep at Hogwarts, grudgers to friends to lovers (obliviousxoblivious), etc. etc.

✤ enjoy!