After his mother's illness gets worse and she is no longer able to take care of him and his brothers, Kevin steps up to take care of everything and ends up becoming . . . the woman of the house.

Dumbledore was surprised when Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, came to Hogwarts. He expected a saviour, what he got was a damaged boy who has no interest in playing hero for anyone. What does Harry want? He wants to be left alone. Will have my own characters starting from chapter 26. Dumbledore, Hermione, select Weasley bashing. Dark/grey, strong, intelligent Harry.Harry x Fleur. P.s I'm including some of my favourite songs as the headers, so you can get to know me and hopefully discover a song you'll love! Top Rankings - #1 - weasleybashing #1 - fleurDelacour #1- greyHarry #1- darkharry #1 - Harryxfleur #1- delphiriddle #1 - intelligentharry #1 - strongharry #1 - Bellatrixlestrange #9 - Dumbledore

(Aka the Tomalongadingdong™ fic) It was a normal day for Harry. He woke up, made breakfast for his relatives, ate some leftovers, and went out to do the chores set for him. Then it all changed when he accidentally disturbed a snake in the grass. Please do not message me about translations. I'm not accepting them.

When things go very wrong before his fifth year, Harry Potter tries to pretend everything is normal... while also taking care of his human body so that it stays healthy and alive and learning to reign in his new powers. Yeah everything is definitely normal. Cover by marina_swampert

Harry Potter is 17 years old when the Triwizard Tournament comes to Britain. His brother, Justin Potter, may be the Boy-Who-Lived, but after his last four years of schooling the Potter Heir was already acclimating a legendary reputation. After saving the life of Fleur Delacour at the Quidditch World Cup, Harry begins to to gather allies in new places. AU GoF, MentorGellert, FleurXHarry.

When Harry is called to the Headmasters office at the beginning of his sixth year he isn't sure what to expect. He at least really didn't see it coming that he would become Master of Death, travel back in time to become someone else, and more importantly to stop Voldemort before he would be lost to the monster. **** ''You must understand, Harry, that it's very dark magic. I don't want to taint your soul.'' Harry hisses, feeling his rage rear its ugly head again. You could taste his magic in the air, and Harry almost imagined the tendrils swirling around him wildly. Dumbledore's eyes widened. ''I call bullshit! The darkest curse was thrown at me when I was a baby, I'm almost of age, and you should just fucking tell me what I need to know. And I mean really what I need to know, and not what you want me to know. I think it's time to trust me, to trust your weapon, because that all I am, right? A soldier in this war, a weapon to end the Dark Lord, just a means to an end. The savior of the wizarding world, the boy who lived, the chosen one, and all that other rubbish!'' **** There will be smut in later chapters. **** Update 13 Oct; Someone actually went and started translating my story!! Thank you @LittleMitty007 Spanish translation: https://www.wattpad.com/story/288139145-if-we-could-turn-back-time Update 9 Nov; Wow! Someone also translated it to Portuguese! Thank you @_Nash_Caly_ Portugese translation: https://www.wattpad.com/story/285443545-if-we-could-turn-back-time

Harry's world ends at the hands of those he'd once fought to save. An adult-Harry goes back to his younger self fic. Semi-super!Harry (This story is not mine it was made by an ao3 account named Batsutousai)

In the depths of the Ministry, there is a cell for the world's most dangerous man... and he wants out. No pairings. Warnings: Time travel, OOC-characters, Light!bashing, Twisted!Harry, Evil!Harry, violence, mention of gore. Yeah, stuff like that. Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I make any money writing this. This fanfiction can be found on fanfiction.net. It is written by Tiro.

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!)