Unforseen circumstances force Voldemort to bring Harry back to Riddle Manor with him on the night of October 31, 1981, after tying to kill him. How will our favorite Dark Lord and his followers going to deal with taking care of a baby? This story isn't mine! It's the property of Yuudan (formerly Madness for sale) on fanfiction.net I just had to put it on! It's an amazing story and you WON'T STOP LAUGHING! ;)

Harry Potter führt mit Draco Malfoy, dem Jungen, mit dem er sich früher immer angefeindet hat, eine Affäre. Doch was ist wenn er dann bemerkt, dass er für den hübschen Blonden doch Gefühle entwickelt? Kann das gut gehen?

"Steig aus!", sagte sie und auch wenn seine Beine kaum gehorchten, tat Harry, wie ihm geheißen. Dann holte seine Tante seinen Koffer aus dem Kofferraum und stellte ihn neben ihrem Neffen ab. Sie sah ihn an, kurz - nur für einen Wimpernschlag schien sie zu hadern, dann aber wandte sie sich ab und ging zurück zum Wagen. "Leb wohl", waren ihre letzten Worte, dann zog sie die Fahrertür zu und nur Augenblicke später, waren die Lichter des Wagens in der Dunkelheit verschwunden. Harry Potters Leben ändert sich zum zweiten Mal, seit seinem elften Geburtstag vollkommen. Plötzlich findet er sich alleine in einer schmutzigen Arbeiterstadt wieder - ausgesetzt von seiner Tante und ohne zu wissen, was ihn nun erwartete. Alles, was er hat, ist ein alter Brief von seiner Mutter und die Gewissheit, dass sein bisheriges Leben nun wieder auf den Kopf gestellt wird. (Eine Harry/Snape Fanfiktion)

After the final battle Harry learns some unsettling truths about himself and those who he trusts the most. Forced to come to terms with the revelations, Harry decides to get even with those who've wronged him and embrace who he his by going back to when it all started. I don't use wattpad, at least not anymore, so imagine my surprise when somebody mentioned to me that my story was on here? I never gave permission for my story to be used on here or uploaded by anybody else especially without giving me the author credit, this is my my account. I'll upolad the story here from now on.#, but i usually uplaod to Ao3 and fanfic.net, all account have the same/very similar usernames.

Harry gets his magical inheritance as a Necromancer on his 16th birthday, the first in centuries. Unsure of his future or even who to trust after the Light shuns him, Harry turns to the Dark, the only other side that can assist him in seeking his revenge. However, it's all just temporary. It's just an alliance until his goals are met and then that's it. Just temporary...right? Slight Dumbledore and some Order member bashing. Sane Voldemort but Horcruxes do exist. A Harry/Voldemort but incredibly slow-burn. Not really graphic in deaths at least not yet. If that changes the rating will change. NOT MINE it belongs to TC_Hand

♥︎𝐀 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫♥︎ 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑫𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓

Julie Stone was a regular girl; she lived in an orphanage, had some friends, and every now and then would bang her head against the wall due to stress. . . . Normal! Anyway, all her life Julie never seemed to quite fit in. She loved it, but her life didn't feel like her own. That was one of the reasons she loved reading! She could momentarily escape her world, even though it wasn't possible. Well, at least she thought so. . . . She never expected to be thrown in front of a bus and die. Who does? She never expected that the aftermath of death, was to wake up as a bushy-haired girl from the universe she loved so much. And she truly didn't expect Hermione Granger to have more backstory than what the books mentioned. Well, let's just say it was a twist Julie never expected. "Well that was a bloody dramatic introduction," Hermione said rolling her eyes. ⁂ [1st place • Gryffindorsav Sorting Awards] [ON-GOING] [OC x Fred Weasley (slow-burn (ish))] [PoA-DH]

Voldemort decided to use Harry's blood to regenerate himself.... but he had not expected the consequences...

Forgotten, Neglected, and never even paid a glance by his parents, Hadrian Potter, younger twin brother to the Girl-Who-Lived, ran away at the age of 8. Love. It was a thing, Hadrian never felt, or longed. It was probably due to never loved by his parents since the day he was born. Or, he was just different. Yes, different, that's what Hadrian liked to think instead of 'inferior'. The first look from his father, James Potter, he remembered was a look of pure confusion. 'Hadrian has blue and red eyes!', was the first thing James thought when Hadrian opened his eyes. Emotions. Hadrian's mind shut off emotions since he was 4. He didn't understand why he would leak water from his eyes after James yelled at him since. He felt one final emotion when he received his first-ever gift. It was from someone his mother and father always said were evil, dark, and mean. A bracelet, many jewels were embroidered on it. The main jewel was a blue sapphire... then rest were lined with coral shaped amethyst. Who was it from? Draconis Lucius Malfoy gave it to him. Why? Because they were friends. Changing their names, together they ran away, away from households they didn't belong. Hannah Lily Potter, never knew she had a brother. She once in a while saw a boy with soft chocolate brown hair and a blue and red eye sitting in the library with his nose in a book. She only saw him four times in the 8 years Hadrian still lived there. This book is only for when I'm bored, and when I want to write. So it won't be updated often. The cover is a picture that I took from the internet and edited. It isn't mine, I just edited it.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }