{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮} It all started with a kiss. Or better say, everything ended with a kiss. What Jenna Potter thought was going to lead her to a beautiful love story, quickly turned into a tragedy; only a week after Sirius Black stole her first kiss, Jenna caught him at school with another girl. Now, with her trust broken and her heart shattered, Jenna promises herself never to like another boy ever again. But little does she know that the universe has other plans for her. Not long after, she finds herself slowly falling for Remus Lupin. But with Sirius's feelings for her never truly gone, and her overprotective twin brother there to interfere in it all, Jenna finds her first four years at Hogwarts drowned in chaos. *** [Marauder's Era] [OC's age: 11-15]

THIS IS NOT MY STORY. But yea Harry goes back in time.

Book One of The Lost Potter Series. If you like a good, slow burn love story, then look no further :) [CURRENTLY UNDER MAJOR EDITING] October 31st, 1981. The day that Harry Potter became the boy who lived. Of course, this day and the legacy of Harry Potter went down in history; but what about the girl who survived? What if Lily and James Potter has not only one child, but a set of twins? Well in fact, they did. On that Halloween night, Dumbledore showed up to the Potter household and apparated away with a sobbing Amaya Evangeline Potter in his arms. No one had ever seen Maya again after Dumbledore took her, so they assumed she was dead and had soon forgotten about her because of spells that the ministry had put in place. Dumbledore had sent Maya off to live with a squib in America, unknowing that it would be a terrible mistake. ~~~ Twelve years later, Maya was accustomed to pain. Saying that the people she lived with were terrible was an absolute understatement. She endured through both emotional and physical torture for as long as she was living in that apartment, and concluded that it would take a miracle to be able to leave. And that household and all of the people inside of it only held her back from being the best person she could be. She wished for real friends. She wished for real family. Most importantly, she wished to feel loved. Luckily, one knock on her front door answered all of her wishes, and completely changed her fate. Join Maya Potter in her endeavors through friendship, mental health and love, in The Lost Potter. [Set In 1993 onward] [MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING] This book shows intense swearing and some graphic scenes. Details are shown in the warning chapter, but if you think any of these things will trigger you, please click away. Started: 6/28/2016 Ended: 1/2/2021 #2 IN FANFICTION - 1/3/2020 #10 IN DRACOMALFOY - 1/3/2020

Was wäre wenn Lily und James Potter die besagte Nacht überlebt hätten und nun unter dem Namen Smith in Amerika leben würden ? Was wäre wenn sie denken das Harry tot ist ? Was wäre wenn sie ihre älteste Tochter nach Hogwarts schicken und einige Wahrheiten rauskommen ? Findet es heraus . Shipping: Jily, Hedric (Im Laufe der fanfic zu Hinny), ein klein bisschen Wolfstar und noch viel mehr . Ich habe kein Recht im Bezug auf Harry Potter . Ich habe nur ein Recht im Bezug auf meine eigenen Charaktere und meine eigene Storyline. Danke und habt Spass beim Lesen ;)

Grausam. Kalt. Herzlos. So würden die meisten Hexen und Zauberer den Mann beschreiben, der diskriminiert, tyrannisiert, foltert und mordet. So aber nicht seine Tochter. Der dunkle Lord hatte nämlich vier Jahre lang Zeit, seiner Tochter seine Ansichten zu vermitteln.

ɪᴛ's ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ғɪɴɪsʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇᴅᴜᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀs. ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴏʟᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs. ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴏᴡs ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀ; ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴғᴀᴍᴏᴜs sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ. ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴛᴇʀs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs, ʟᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ʜᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ, ᴅᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅᴏʀᴇ. ᴘᴀɴsʏ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ɢᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴠᴏʟᴅᴇᴍᴏʀᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ. ʙʟᴀɪsᴇ ᴢᴀʙɪɴɪ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ʀᴇǫᴜɪʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs. ɴᴏᴡ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴜsᴇs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ғᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀs. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ