"It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be." (Harry Potter)(Tom Riddle x Male OC) Published:5/22/23 Finished:?

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.

Will they be able to fix the future by visiting the past? Or will they make it worse?

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ 𝗧ʜᴇʏ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɪɴ ꜱᴏ ᴅɪꜰꜰʀᴇɴᴛ ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ꜱɪᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜱ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴜɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐒 ❨ 𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 ❩ part two of the '𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓' series ➫ 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈, 𝗌𝗁𝖾-𝗐𝗁𝗈-𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍-𝗇𝗈𝗍-𝖻𝖾-𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝖼'𝗌! 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖻𝗒 ⸙ ❨ -𝘃𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗶 ❩ the cover is made by @𝐬𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒍𝒙𝒔

𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩·𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘖𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. ───────── ౨ৎ ───────── (fem harry oc x oc) harry potter movies 1-7 status - ongoing ©redbulluvr 2025 *all rights go to j.k rowling (who's beliefs i do not support in any way, shape or form). i do not own anything except for my oc and any plot points i may add* *mood boards, covers and gif banners made by me but all pictures from pinterest*

❝ 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 ❞ ⭒ I met her clear eyes in front of me, framed by prominent cheekbones and a hairstyle that intertwined her blonde hair with black strands. Or perhaps it was the other way around, Black in blonde. Maybe that fit better, given her family background. It's been fifteen years since the last time I saw her. Fifteen years without seeing her. What should I say? I froze my movements, as I always do. My heart skipped a beat and then raced, my breath shallow, and my hands sweaty. No matter how many times I see her, Narcissa always elicits the same reaction. ⭒ A grand glimpse into the Marauders Era (𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔) ─ 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. inspired by 'Manacled' ─ Seylin ─ This is a dark lesbian romance with themes of obsession, manipulation, dubious consent, betrayal, violence, and murder. It's a journey in search of memories. ▕⃝⃤ A lift to all the Black sisters along the way. Slow burn enemies/haters to lovers 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: All characters from Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling. This is a non-profit work, just creative exploration.

Charlotte Potter was sent from foster home to foster home her whole life, not really loving anything other then her Harry Potter books. When she stumbles into King Crossing, and falls through platform 9 3/4, she realized Harry Potter was true, and she's actually the daughter of James and Lilly Potter, who were alive? Other then that, a certain blond boy who she hated in the books, wont stop bothering her, and wanting to know where she came from.

Eight movies are sent from the future to the past to watch what happens in the future. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° What if Harry Potter had two sisters? would their lives be easy and smooth? What would happen if the Potter siblings and their friends are given a chance to travel back in time? Would they be able to make a change? How would the past react to the future? To get the answers to all your questions, dive into "A PROMISE TO THE PAST" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! IT BELONGS TO J K ROWLING! THIS STORY IS A FANFICTION. The Philosopher's Stone (ongoing) The Chamber Of Secrets The Prisoner Of Azkaban The Goblet Of Fire The Order Of Pheonix The Half Blood Prince The Deathly Hallows I The Deathly Hallows II

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒. 𝐎𝐜 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐎𝐜 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 All rights belongs to jk Rowling . I only own my OC's and their plot.

She walks among them, silent as the grave, unseen yet unavoidable. A girl too young to hold power, yet the earth shifts beneath her feet. She speaks in whispers, but her words carve destinies. She moves in shadows, yet her presence bends the light. The world watches, though it does not understand. The gods watch, though they do not interfere. Not yet. For she carries the weight of what was and what will be. She treads a path unwritten, yet bound in chains unseen. And fate does not take kindly to defiance. Fate is Ananke.