Barty Crouch Jr., was sentenced to death by the Dementor's Kiss on June 24, 1995. Once his soul was taken all that was left was a shell of a man. His father kept his body in perfect condition without aging. 20 years later a young witch named Elladora manages to free Barty's soul and wakes him up. Hell bent on trying t...
It had been a few months since the apocalypse. Both Crowley and Aziraphale were alive and well. Things have changed. The two were happier now. But things change the night Crowley listens in on the angel's sleep talk. What was his angel so afraid of? How could he protect angel? And what wasn't his angel telling him? I...
Armageddon is over and the apocalypse never came. But a century ago, a deal was made, and now it's time for the debt to be paid. As Aziraphale and Crowley fight for their lives, they learn that fate has intertwined them far more than they could ever have guessed. This is currently my prized good omens fanfic. I hope y...
During the summer between her sixth and seventh year, Hermione is abducted by the Death Eaters. She ends up in Malfoy Manor, but soon her life will even be in more danger when she meets a dangerous man who she had believed to have died in her fourth year at Hogwarts... Barty Crouch Jr.
When Bellatrix lestrange breaks out of azkaban she reunites with her only child, Mystique. With the war approaching bellatrix plans to tighten her ties within the pure blood world by betrothing Mysti to a suitor many thought long dead; the one and only Barty Crouch jr but Mysti already has someone she cares about and...
What will happen when the Lady of the four most ancient and noble houses goes to Hogwarts and get close with the newest DADA Professor who is an undercover Death Eater? Falling in love with Barty Crouch Jr as Moody, she finds herself stuck with a possessive Death Eater. One of my first stories so please bear with it 😭
"Since the Apocalypse had been avoided, the bond between the angel and the demon had grown closer. For the first time in 6000 years Aziraphale...felt something for Crowley. He didn't know what the strange feeling was when the ginger-haired demon was around, but - he was an angel, for Gods Sake. His kind used to be car...
"Aziraphale debated internally a bit, but curling his arm up around Crowley's shoulder really was more comfortable. He knew he was being silly. He knew a dance was nothing and if it made Crowley happy after his feelings had apparently been hurt it wasn't much to ask, but-it was the demon. He had the literally infernal...
Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if...
