Theodore Nott is not noticed by many people. He bleeds into the background; with words left unspoken and with patient, ever watching eyes. Theodore Nott is not noticed by many people. Until he is.

After the war Harry wasn't the same energetic boy we knew. He was different. His eyes grew colder and his words and actions were unmotivated and emotionless. It leaves you wondering if that piece of Voldermort inside him wasn't completely snuffed out. Harry could feel his heart blackening and the madness closing in on him at all angles. He can't escape the clutches of temptation for destruction. Draco Malfoy has lost everything. His father, the love of his mother and his pride. He can't help but bury himself in self-loathing for all the dark deeds he has done and for running from the fight instead of standing up to the madman. Draco has no one to follow and no one to love. He needs something to cling on to so He can't help but give into Harry's madness. [ I do not own any of the Harry Potter series or characters. ] [book cover is not mine]

In a drastic attempt to change the past Harry turns to dark magic, expecting to travel back in time for a few months, but as it goes wrong he lands in the year of 1976. This is his opportunity of finally getting to know his parents, but not everyone is welcoming to a mysterious stranger. Everything seems simple at first, with no worries about Voldemort hunting him down, but things quickly becomes complicated. Status: Ongoing (15 681 words so far, 21 chapters left) Rights of these characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Rights to the photo belongs to Universal.

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 has lived a long and fulfilling life as a wizard, and he is ready to pass on when his time comes. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, Harry was happy with the way things turned... That is, until, he finds out the truth and gains his strange...inheritance. With a little help from Death, Fate, Time, Life, and even Lady Hecate herself, he's able to fix the wrongdoings of his past. Maybe even find new friends and family. Who knows? For Harry, luck is all he needs. -- This is a Harry Potter fanfiction that contains slash between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle/Voldemort. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!

Being a parselmouth, Harry is hired by all of the Dragon Sanctuaries. His new job: to travel the world, check on all the dragons, talk to them and learn about them. The dragons have also heard of Harry's talent - as an artist and they can be pushy about having their portrait painted. With dragons, magizoologists and shades of Dark Lords after him, Harry's life is anything but dull.

A mysterious green inked letter banished Harry from his cupboard. But does taking the boy out of the cupboard also mean that you've taken the cupboard out of the boy? A first year fic. Book 1 of The Cupboard Series.

Harry goes to sleep after the final battle... but he wakes up at his first Welcoming Feast under the Sorting Hat. Harry has been thrown back in time into his eleven-year-old body. If he's going to have suffer through this again, he's going to do all he can to make sure he enjoys himself

"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.

Cursed against his will, Harry made the best of his life until he found himself, again, wandering in Death's realm. When Death offers him a second chance, a chance to right the wrongs he'd been blind to for too long, he can't possibly refuse. - This is not my book! However I can find the author for you if you'd like the information!✨