The scene is set for the year 1943. The second world war unfurls like a steady burn, and the wizarding world begins to descend into a chaos of its own. Gwendolyn Gawmdrey leaves prestigious and dark Durmstrang Institute to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for her sixth year of schooling. There, she en...
Introduction - "Remember boy, you will not make any noise whatsoever tonight or you will be in a world of pain. Do you understand me?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes, sir, I understand you." "Good. Go on boy, get!" Vernon nodded and pointed towards the stair...
When Voldemort hits Harry with the killing curse the night of the Hogwarts battle, a choice will present itself for young Harry to make. What will he choose? I do not own Harry Potter.
"You, Master, are now dead," Death spoke chillingly. Its bony fingers free of flesh slid down its scythe. Its hood ducked itself down, almost to show a sign of reverence. "The ritual is now completed. I am, most definitely, at your service, Master." The young man with raven hair and green eyes wasn't too pleased with...
The flames licking the walls of number 4 Privet Drive were impossible for the muggle fire fighters to put out, and were very odd in how they seemed to refuse to spread to the other houses even though they had quickly encased theirs. Unknown to the muggles watching other than the Dursleys themselves, Harry had run back...
"Something's on your mind?" (Please note that all characters mentioned in this story are over the age of 16.)
Summary: Harry Potter the youngest son of Lily and Jameson Potter. He is ignored by his parents for his brother Alexander the wrongly declared boy-who-lived. Harry has never felt like he belongs with the Potters it didn't help that he had a strong affiliation with grey and dark magic. Harry never understood why he wa...
Harry's first memory at Wool's Orphanage is of Tom Riddle. He thinks that Tom Riddle makes many exceptions for him. (He's right.) Featuring: poverty, death, morality, meddling old men and their wars. - Or, in which Tom realizes he's had enough of the purebloods. **Over 84,000 hits and 2,100 kudos on AO3!**
"I'm sick of being the 'Golden Boy', the 'Savior'! I just want it all to end," I scream to no one in particular. It was another Summer at Privet Drive and I don't think I can take another moment of it. I sit up from my spot in the garden and wonder what would've happened if I join Voldemort in First Year? With a swoos...
Voldemort looked over at the two children, one was being extremely annoying, the female. But when Voldemort looked at the male baby, it still had the curiosity and understanding in its eyes. He approached the baby. He froze right infront of the crib, "Am I really about to kill a child? A baby at that." He sighed and d...