𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙔 𝙋𝙊𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙄𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉! 𝙁𝙀𝙈𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙔! 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙊𝙉𝘿 𝘽𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙃𝙊𝙂𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎! ANDREA DOREA POTTER more famously known as the girl who lived! Andrea Potter came a long way from surviving a killing curse, then surviving the years of abuse from her muggle relatives and actually dying! She also gained during her journey she gained two lovely best friends who stood by her through thick and thins, a lovely girlfriend who offered her hope when she almost gave up. She gained a lovely family whose mother loved her more than her own children. Most importantly she gained a home at Hogwarts and a person who she looked up to like a grand father. She also lost so many things in her life such as simple joys of childhood, her only family; Sirius Black, her brother in all but blood; Fred Weasley and her favorite uncle Mooney and lovely sister like Tonks. She lost her grandfather figure! After the war ended she felt empty. She felt loneliness that neither her friends nor her girlfriend could cover. She pegged it as PTSD but it was something she couldn't explain to even herself. All her assumptions came crashing down when she received the letter from Gringotts she went to the banks in hopes of apologizing for the stunt that she and her best friends pulled by breaking in but her world crumbled down to dust when the matter was revealed. Andrea's life shattered... well whatever was left of it when she learnt about how she was played with and how she was made to dance and act like a puppet by none other than the ALBUS DUMBLEDORE!

The war had lasted years too long and Harry was left alone, the only one to survive on the battle field. He couldn't take it. But Death had different plans for him. This is a Harry Potter time travel fanfic, enjoy! I am terrible at writing descriptions, so if you decide to read this, props to you. Also, if you reread a chapter later on and see a sentence that wasn't there before, don't be surprised, I tend to adjust it when I want to. TW: please look at the A/N at the beggining of the book Mature Content. I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, the series belong to JK Rowling. I only own this fanfic and its storyline. None of the pictures in this story, including the cover, belong to me. All rights and credit go to the rightful owners.

Jegulily, soulmates au! +wolfstar & dorlene In the wizarding world most find their soulmate at eleven. In Britain this usually occurs behind a wall of bricks and beside a scarlet steam locomotive. When you meet the person you are destined to love, you feel their magic. So, when James Potter meets a girl with red hair and green eyes, September 1st, he thought this was it. But something isn't right, James could only feel Lily's magic's when she was happy, manly in charms class and at lunch. For Lily she only really felt James' magic at quidditch matches, in transfiguration and when the marauders sat with their heads together plotting. As first year went by they tried so figure out whether this was normal with little help from their friends, who refused to disclose their own soulmates identity. In a turn of events James and Lily never feel magic stronger than when on the first day of their second year they meet one Regulus Black. NOTE: This was originally going to be a short fic, as I just thought of this concept and loved it so wrote this. However, I started writing and now it may be longer that's expected. I'm planning on writing 1000 - 1500 words per chapter with 11-21 chapters. I hate jkr. Cover Art Credit: unknown

Hazel potter. The girl-who-lived turned the woman-who-conquered. People would think that being famous, hazel had everything. Some would even think she was spoiled. After all, she defeated voldemort twice. Sadly, that is far from the truth. Hazel potter, the girl who was abused. Hazel potter, the girl who was raised like a pig for slaugther. Finally, Hazel potter, the girl who was betrayed, who was used. Hazel regrets not seeing this earlier, because maybe if she did, it would hurt less. She knew from the start that she was hated by the dursleys. So she hated them too. Than, there was them. People she loved and cared for, people she thought returned those feelings... but they didn't. The people she would do anything for, didn't care about her. Thay cared about her fame, her money and whatever they could get by being her friends. Hazel potter, the girl who was nothing but a pawn. But hazel had enough. She wasn't going to let anyone control her anymore. No one to dictate her fate. No more acting like a puppet to be controlled. Hazel Potter-Black, the girl who was going to turn the wizarding world upside down. But she couldn't do this alone, and not now. So it was no surprise to anyone, what her answer was to the deity. To death. "Take me back."

Dead to the world, the Mistress of Death Corona Lily Potter is on a mission. To save the House of Black. And in order to do that she needed to be sent where it all started, in 1961 after little Regulus was born. She would have gone in 1979 when both Regulus and Orion died, but Corona wanted to change the the House for the better and not just clean up their mistakes. But there's a catch, she must take over an already living body. And there's no other better body to take over than, Lady Walburga Black. The wife of Orion Black and the mother of Sirius Orion and Regulus Arcturus. Now let the games begin. *** NOTES: [Harry Potter fanfiction] Disclaimer do not own Harry Potter and etc. Do not own any images/photos shown throughout this book unless said so otherwise. Started: Sep. 20, 2019 Completed: HAITUS

𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀, ❝𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲; 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁.❞ ❝𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲.❞ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆, 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻, ❝𝗟𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻, 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿.❞ 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿-𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸, 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵, 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

This story felt way too clique so it is on hiatus and will be rewritten! It is still a bit dramatic but what's a good story without some sort of drama? There are way too many wrong twin boy or girl who loved stories out there with the true savior being abused by one relative or another and getting justice or revenge out there. Originally this story was one of those as well but how about a twist? James Potter was once a young man filled with love for both his wife and their beautiful children, Iris and Ivan. However the loss of his beloved wife broke him in such a way that he could no longer be a proper father. He went as far as handing over his daughter to her godfather to be raised and could barely ever stay sober enough to care for his son. Over time, the separation of the twins caused their magical bond to weaken and eventually snap... Can their bond be fixed or has the damage their father caused been far too much to ever hope for a repair? Major James Potter bashing - Major Dumbledore bashing - some Weasley bashing - minor Granger bashing - slight light bashing If you don't like it, then don't read it

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 do I own the storyline. If you haven't already check out "the rise of a dark Lord" by littlemissxanda on fanfiction.net Updates will begin again in 2025...thank you all for your continued support and patience. I love reading the comments when I'm having a rough day.

Hey Lovelies, This is the second book in the silver tongue series. The war against muggles is starting. Harrison has challenges and changes he has to face. The Lords of Old have returned. People aren't who they seem. Watch your back. @Iamthedoctorinutah and @Melepoflife thank you so much for your support and friendship.

This story is being rewritten so anything past chapter ten may get a bit confusing Harry Potter never knew what it felt like to be loved. His parents died before he was old enough to remember them and his relatives hated him for some unknown reason. He grew up being called freak and boy and was punished for every little mistake. But by age ten Vernon took the abuse too far and young Harry soon received a letter that would change his life forever. Mature for abuse