what if..... Harry goes to the first year and came to know that he was just a tool of Dumbledore. what if his friends were not what he thought. what if he gets himself transferred to another school and what if when in 3rd year he comes back he was changed.... very change Many many grammar and spelling errors. Don't...
In 2nd year Tom Riddle and Harry Potter met through the T.M.R's diary-A horcrux. Showing Harry memories from his future self's memory he found out what happened that fateful night in Godrics Hollow. Tom Riddle later makes his grand return in Harry's 4th year... only to find out the truth about one Harry James Potter...
Harry's life had never been what one would consider normal, but this was just plain weird.
After the war Harry distances himself from everyone, feeling empty. He spends a year in solitude, only writing letters to communicate. When he's finally drawn from Grimuald Place by the Weasleys, Hermione appears at his front door with urgent and unsettling news. Harry realizes the hidden horrors of his years at Hogwa...
Voldemort had been relaxing since his return, no need to rouse the suspicions of the masses, potter had been unusually quiet about his resurrection, and the death eaters were slowly taking the ministry one place at a time. But things were about to get a whole lot busier for all the weirdest reasons... The plot and tag...
Harry and Tom's souls are tied together. Which is why they're in this endless loop of rebirth. At some point, they stopped caring and just started fucking with people. (slightly crack AU w/ some seriousness) MoD!Harry, kinda soulmates!TMRHP SLASH
Summary 3 men kidnapped by a magical castle and locked in a room to sort out their differences.... The world will never be the same again... ********** not my work i found it in ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/2577869/chapters/5736713
AU: Tom and Harry are in Wool's Orphanage at the same time. History may hate us, but they'll never forget our names. How wonderful; how strange. To be loved by something that hates all else. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was completely out of my control. You are...
Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)
Betrayed by the people he trusted in, Harry is now serving a lifelong sentence in Azkaban! Now alone in the world he makes a choice that Dumbledore will surely regret drastically. ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ •Short chapters •Swearing •Tomarry: Tom Riddle x Harry Potter •Light bashing •Smut Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter i...
What would happen if our saviour was a girl named Calliope-Rose? What if her "loving" relatives decided not to raise her? This story is basically a gender swap version of "the rise of a dark Lord" the original book is on fanfiction.net and is written by littlemissxanda. I own no characters mentioned in this book, nor...
Harry potter had the worst beating of his life when his godfather Sirius died he loved him and hated Bellatrix for taking him away from Harry, Voldemort's on a walk through the woods when he comes across Harry dying and asleep what does he do, he feels a possessive nature t'words the boy and the need to help so that's...
Harry had enough of the people on the 'light side'. Things just didn't seem right. His 'friends' seemed to have to force themselves to be around him, Dumb-As-A-Door knew how the Dursley's treated him, and left him there every summer! He didn't think it was right. After too many red flags, Harry decides to do what othe...
Harry finds a little friend when he is taking care of the garden the two become friends but what if the snake wasn't just any snake and helps harry on his wishes of what to do with his family and those who want to control him - C.W.
"They keep their eyes on the body. They jerked back when it moved again. A small and pale hand went to the blade, and it was retired from the open wound, blood rushing out of the cut; they stayed still as it whined again, a curse parting from his lips. He sat slowly, head hanging forward, face covered by the long lock...