Marlene Malfoy is a total contrast to her twin brother Draco, she has her own rebellious streak. She's a pureblood, raised in the same cold, elitist household, expected to uphold the Malfoy name, but she's always seen through the cracks of the death eater ideology, the pressure, the control. While she might be a Slytherin like Draco she has some of that Gryffindor bravery threatening to bubbling up to the surface one might even think Marlene meant to be sorted into Ravenclaw as she's clever enough to play her own game behind her family's back. Being Malfoy is a lot of pressure for anyone but especially when your the oldest (by a few seconds) you have the whole family reputation to uphold but, Will Marlene continue down the path that has been so clearly laid for her by her family or will she crack under the pressure when she realizes there's more than meets the eye in her long term rival Fred Weasley. //The Original characters and storyline are belonging to me, but most of the characters and general storyline belong to Jk Rowling!//

"𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋, 𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃. 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑, 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐒." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐉.𝐊 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲.

Hailey Rose Potter have been a pawn for the grown up to use and she was tired of it all. After being the perfect pawn for all her life with abuse, neglectance, violations and blood, she refuse to be their pawn again she refuse to die in his hands again, she makes a big decision and take her life in her own hands. She wanted to say F&%¤ this and let them fight their own fight but knew as long as she was the chosen one she will never be safe and took a drastic turn. She wanted to refuse sides but her fate already had other plans. Getting an helping hand from no other then Death himself Hailey refuse to let ot

Reading Dorea Potter and the philosopher's stone Summary: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! During Ootp! Umbridge was sent 7 books on Dorea potters life in hogwarts. Dumbledore was sent a note that told to summon a list of people. Dorea Potter got a note warning her that the truth would be revealed. None of them imagined that they were from the future, let alone people from the past and present would come along with. Warnings: ghost! Lily, James, Cedric and prewitt twins ; fem smart political Harry, fleur bashing, snape bashing ,umbridge bashing , ministry bashing

Percy had always been curious about his mother's past. Sally Jackson sometimes had nightmares that sounded as vivid as demigod nightmares. Sally Jackson sometimes had a British accent. Sally Jackson somehow knows Hades and gave him an earful when he kidnapped her. Sally Jackson was noticed by Nico for the energy around her, but does Sally answer their questions-nope. So one day when they wake up in front of a big screen and being told they would hear about the life of The Girl-Who-Lived, the Most Powerful Witch of Her Age, Second Generation Marauder, Descendant of Death-Hemlock Potter, how do the gods and demigods react when they find out Sally and Hemlock are the same person and therefore Percy has a bit more godly blood than he thought-and why is one of his mother's magic buddies calling him a human thestral? (I wanted to my own take on this) (I don't own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson)

The Marauders thought they knew their classmates. Until her. Isadora Granger-brilliant, poised, and painfully out of place-was never meant to belong in their time. When a powerful magical artifact reveals memories from the future, the students and staff of Hogwarts are forced to witness the unravelling of a classmate they barely understand. They watch in stunned silence as secrets come to light: the betrayal of blood, a dangerous connection to the Dark Lord, and the truth behind the war that will one day consume them all. As Isadora's carefully guarded life is exposed-her strength, her silence, her sacrifices-they realize just how much darkness has already touched their world. She was meant to be a pawn. A spy. Perhaps something worse. Offered to Voldemort by her own parents, Isadora's path twists between survival and destruction. But she isn't just running from him-she might be the one thing standing in his way. Now, with the fate of the future on full display, old enemies must question their loyalties, and the Marauders must face the horrifying possibility: The greatest manipulator of their time... was already among them. Disclaimer: The following story contains content related to the Harry Potter universe, which is the intellectual property of J.K. Rowling and her publishers. This is a fan-made continuation and should be taken as an unofficial, non-canon piece of work.

Harry Potter x OC Travel with Harry and his friends as they go back in time to save everyone. All HP Characters Belong to J.K OC Belongs to Me.

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!)

(Harry Potter wtm) What if Sally Jackson wasn't Sally Jackson, but Marigold Potter. A girl who just wanted an escape. What if the Gods, Demigods and past and present of the wizarding world were gathered to see her life and revealed secrets that many wanted to stay hidden? Secrets will be told The truth will be revealed And things that were once believed to be impossible are now proven true Will everyone make it through? Will someone get hurt? Will friendships and relationships be tested? It is truly unknown. But what is known is that the fates really have it out for the Jackson's and their painful lives. Live that everyone now has to see. Fun...

Death had always walked beside her, a shadow stitched to her soul. She fought. She won. But what was left to claim? The castle around her - the only home she had ever known - was crumbling into ruin. Stone shattered under fire. Bodies carpeted the ground, faces she would never forget, lives she had failed to save. Victory meant nothing when it was built on a graveyard. She was alone. And worse, she was alive. She had died before. Had died and returned, as if cursed to never know peace, cursed to be the master of death, forever hunted by the thing that should have claimed her. Death was her shadow, her lover, and her tormentor. It whispered to her in the silence, tugged at her with every breath she drew, a cat playing with its prey, savoring the chase. She tried to undo it - to tear a hole in time, to claw back 37 hours, to steal even one life from the jaws of death. But time does not bargain with the broken. It is a vengeful thing, wild and cold. It seized her, flung her not back 37 hours but 37 years, into a past dripping with shadows and secrets. The castle stood whole then - but the rot was already there, festering beneath the stone. And Death, patient and cruel, was already waiting for her in the cracks of the world, ready to finish what it had begun. Smiling at her from the darkness. Death wearing the face of Tom Riddle *Mature themes* Enemy's to lovers *Tom Riddle*