Ever since Harry could remember he has always gotten a red rose on his birthday. Every year a red rose came to the Dursley's in an owls beak and he has kept every single rose hidden from the Dursley's. In Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts the rose came once again but this time Hedwig delivered it instead of a dark black or brown owl. How does Hedwig know the person sending him these roses? Who is sending him these roses? Why are they sending him roses? Why only on his birthday and never any other day?

Part Two in Kitty Series: Join Tom and Harry as they go through the pains of pregnancy. Tantrums, weird food, and mysteries ensue. Sequel to Kitty Love. M/M - TRHP - OOC - MPEG Originally posted on fanfiction.net and A03 by the same author.

Summary: Voldemort's stray soul found its' way into Hogwarts grounds and possessed a magical snake, one strong enough to give him the sanity he needed to survive. While hunting, he caught on a unique smell and found Harry Potter, sprawled on the ground, with an unnaturally high body heat... Xx Just a warning, this takes place in his second year, so... And there'll be lots of smut and possible plot, but idk~ new story got this from https://archiveofourown.org/works/10398159/chapters/22961277 here

Harry Potter was manipulated from the time he was born. Friends who're not really friends, a mentor who wanted more than was meant for him. His lineage taken from him, freedom bound by his so-called family. He's used to it, resigned to his fate but this last betrayal will show them who he really is. Tired of hiding behind his mask he will show the Wizarding World just who he is. Not Mine. Felt it needed to be shared By: AlyDarkAngelYanna Original: m.fanfiction.net/community/Harrymort-Snarry-Drarry-Tomarry-And-much-more-Yaoi

When Harry Potter, magical zoologist and Britain's only parselmouth hears the rumour of a basilisk named Voldemort living in an Indian forest he rushes to investigate. What he finds is more, much more, than he could ever imagine. Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle.

"Oh my love," Voldemort sighed. "Aren't you tired of this endless running? You don't look well. All this writhing in the dust like a hunted animal doesn't suit you." Harry struggled against the binds keeping him in place, his breaths coming out in sharps pants as he twisted away from his touch. He's a monster, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to think about how gentle he could be with him. How much he missed his touch. You need to run from him, run far, far away. You are in the middle of a war! "I'm tired of chasing," Voldemort continued, stepping closer to Harry's struggling form. "Of indulging this little game of yours. Let's stop pretending there's anywhere you could run where I would not find you." He paused in front of Harry and knelt down, a hand reaching out to caress his cheek possessively. "Let's stop pretending you want to be anywhere but my arms, hmm?" "Go to hell!" Harry spits, jerking away from his touch. "I'm not yours!" "And that, my love, is where you're wrong," Voldemort said with a crazed smirk. "Nothing, not even death, could keep me from you. You always have and always will belong to me!" |.-.-.-.-.-.-.-| Voldemort had finally won. He defeated the light and gained control over Magical Britain, and in the process, he had lost everything. As he remembers how he met, fell in love with, and ultimately lost Harry Potter, he realizes that in his greed, Voldemort had ruined everything that ever mattered to him. But when new information comes to light, it's a race against time to bring Harry Potter back from the dead and reconcile their relationship or risk losing the love of his life forever... ...Even if it means getting help from what's left of the Golden Trio.

AU: Red String of Fate connects you to your soulmate. A red thread connects those destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may tangle and stretch but will never be broken. Harry found himself in the graveyard after he and Cedric grabbed trophy in the Maze, being forced to assist in a ritual to bring Voldemort, his supposed enemy, back to life. But there was one issue: the soulmate thread around his ring finger was saying that the revived Dark Lord was his soulmate. Top Rankings: #1 in Tomarry 4/20/19 #1 in Harrymort 4/2/19

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 my best friend, my human diary, and my other half. You mean the world to me; I love you. I fell in love with you. I don't know why. I don't know how. I just know I did. Harry James Potter and Tom Marvolo Riddle grew up together in Wool's Orphanage. They're inseparable, they're geniuses and when they find out they're both wizards and Parselmouths, they are even closer. About a year ago, Tom realized he had fallen in love with his best friend, and his best friend felt just the same... Top Ranking: #379 in Fanfiction 11/17/17 #1 in Tomarry 3/3/19 #1 in Harrymort 10/17/18