This is brainrot of the highest order, HarryxLucius pairing, eventual smut, I'm writing this because I just finished a research paper and need to vent. Harry was busy having a mental breakdown on the playground swing. Cedric was dead, he would soon be dead, and a squirrel was failing to crack a nut. Why did anything matter? Did anything matter? He didn't care. It was his sixteenth birthday, 1 AM, and he had a face full of woodchips when the Death Eaters arrived to take him. Left alone in a cell with only the bidaily visits of his host to supply food, he mulled over existence. It really sucked. But... Lucius was hot. Voldemort was hot (but also creepy and insane). Snape was hot (in an even creepier and revolting way). He was going to die anyways, but you only live once... Smash on Option 1 please.

DISCONTINUED Harry wasn't what anybody expected. Well, that's not exactly true, in fact he acted exactly as expected in front of them. He'd been left with the Dursleys, and had spent nine long years basically as their slave, not even knowing his name. See, Evan had been the Boy Who Lived, supposedly having defeated Voldemort as a baby, and it would have been wrong to send the Potter's other son into an environment where jealousy would foster, after all, he was just so ordinary. . . So ordinary that no one knew he owned the club Nighthowlers and Orchids or that he had enough power to single-handedly bring about the end of the world as they knew it. No one even knew what he looked like, not truly. Many characters are property of J K Rowling, some story elements are kinda based off of some trends, but it was written by me. There will be some very triggering content, please do not report. Also, I know I suck at writing descriptions, so please don't kill me. This moves at kind of a slow pace and has a lot of details, the sexual interactions, will not happen for quite a while and are not the main point of the story. (ships, however, will come into play at chapter thirty)(sexual interactions only after Harry is 15 or 16) Word count 1-90 is over 190,000, roughly 2,000 words per chapter DISCONTINUED

This is a smut story between Lucius Malfoy and Harry Potter

*Created for offline reading only* THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN BY SLAYER OF DESTINY

when ronal gets a little cranky for the last time tonowari decided he cant take it anymore so him and jake become star crossed lovers and have a spicy affaire, as you can imagine ronal and neytiri arent very happy about the news. all of this doesnt concern tuk because shes at therapy!! and kiri is off exploring planet autism.

Rhaenyra targaryen, the rightful queen of the seven kingdoms, her father's chosen heir. She was killed by her half-brother, the usurper. But what happens when the gods decide to send her back in time, where it all began. Will she be able to prevent the dance of the dragons? or will history repeat itself?

Rhaeynra wakes up to the day her mother dies. She decides to play the game of thrones her way. Instead of children parentage being the reason to lost everything, it will be the reason she gets everything she wants. Disclaimer: i don't own any of the characters or the original plot.

When they get to watch the life of Lucerys Velaryon and his children after he was assumed dead. What will they think about his life now? Who's the second parent? Is there more to Lucerys that meets the eye? Why is he called the Prince of the Moon? And where is he now?

After the debacle at the Ministry, Hermione is in the infirmary, having been affected by Dolohov's curse. A dark and unknown curse. Desirous of helping his friend, Harry is going to research Dark Curses, how to create them and how to undo them. Hermione, meanwhile, emerges from the infirmary, with a huge scar from the curse that hasn't healed nicely. In the summer Harry decides to go to Grimmauld place again. He abhors the place; alone in the dark house without Sirius, with no company but that of a treacherous, nasty house-elf, but he likes to do this for Hermione. At Grimmauld Place, Harry locks himself in the library and continues to search for similar curses and fragments. He reads the most terrible books and these should horrify him. And they do disgust him. Really. But he devours the books and manages to memorize them faster than any book he had ever read. An obsession is born. After four weeks he finds out what kind of curse it is and also how to cure it. But instead of rushing directly to Hermione, he smugly writes a letter to Dolohov: I have deciphered your purple curse. Regards, Harry J. Potter.

Harry never felt freer than those three weeks in Diagon Alley with no adult supervision. However, having freedom always comes at a cost. One that Harry thought he paid for the first day. The Gods think differently. Nothing was ever one and done with Harry Potter. Never was when you were both gifted and cursed by the Gods themselves. One thing was always curtain, the moon would rise and the sun would fall on each day. Werewolves were the topic of third year curriculum after all. Art not mine. Credit to the amazing artist. ...I really shouldn't be starting another story.. oh well ~Happy Reading!