Harriet Potter died a hero. Lyra Dorea Potter was never meant to remember that life. But memories are insidious things, on her seventh birthday, they return in a torrent of blood, green light and cloying loneliness. Her parents, Charlus and Dorea Potter, alive, powerful and furious. swear that fate will not claim their daughter. Voldemort will fall, before he even becomes a problem. As Lyra grows, in a world changed by forewarning, she draws the attention of the Ancient and Noble House of Black. Sirius Black brilliant, reckless, loyal and in desperate need of someone who sees him, becomes the one soul she trusts above all others. This is a story of a girl reborn, once desperately fighting to survive. But is now only wanting to live, peacefully and find love. After all, love is the most ancient and powerful magic. DISCLAIMERS *Story and characters belong to J.K Rowling* This is complete non profit only oc characters belong to me, no text has been taken from the books

~So keep your head up princess 'fore your crown falls Know these voices in your head will be your downfall I know it gets so hard but you don't got far to go Yeah, keep your head up princess, it's a long road And the path leads right to where they won't go I know it hurts right now but I know you'll make it home So keep your head up Yeah, keep your head up~ Slow updates!!

Callisto Sidra Malfoy Slytherin is a very powerful young witch, an anomaly within her own family but loved nonetheless. As she goes to start her fifth year at Hogwarts she runs into a young girl who lived Amaryllis Orion Potter who was wandering Kings Cross, one look was all it took Callisto claims the young Potter heiress and takes her under her wing, nursing the heavily abused young girl back to health and teaching her that not everyone was out to hurt her James Potter lies in a coma in Saint Mungo's unknowing of the fate that had befallen his daughter until he suddenly wakes up one day and finds that his precious Bambi is now a child of house Malfoy due to her magic adopting Callisto as her mother

Astra Lunella Potter was born to prophecy. The one with the power to vanquish The Dark Lord approaches Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seven months die.... and the Dark Lord will mark her as his equal, But she will have power, the Dark lord knows not. Astra found out the truth about how it truly hurt her, now she needs to change her whole life for the better, but could she alone, or would she find help in the least expected place? For neither can live while the other survives... Being more exceptional than the others, Astra knew there was something more to it. She knew Dumbledore was manipulating her, yet what was she supposed to do without proof?

Dark female Harry Potter in slytherin

It was the stormiest night Godric's Hollow had seen in years when Lily Potter gave birth to twins. Amid flashes of lightning and crashes of thunder, two cries broke through the chaos - one strong and sharp, the other soft and oddly melodic. Harry James Potter came first. Roseline Lily Potter came second. A red-haired, green-eyed miracle, Roseline was the spitting image of her mother - but with a strange, celestial glow in her gaze that unsettled even Dumbledore. When she opened her eyes for the first time, the air in the room shifted. The phoenix perched on the window sill, a creature no one had seen before, let out a resonant cry and landed beside her. "She summoned it," James whispered. "She's not just a witch," Lily said, breathless. "She's something else." And unbeknownst to anyone... far away in a dark, snake-ridden manor, Tom Riddle - Lord Voldemort - felt something stir in his soul. A whisper. A pulse. "Rosy?" "Powerful... Very powerful," The Sorting hat murmured. "You have her soul, don't you? Yes... hers. The one who even made him choose love..." Roseline didn't understand. "Gryffindor!" it finally shouted. From that moment, her legend began. And when she walked past him that evening, her phoenix Agni landing on her shoulder, even Snape paused in his stride. He saw it too. His heart clenched. "Merlin," he whispered to himself. "She looks exactly like her." Roseline Potter. A fierce Harry Potter fan!!!! The girl is now reborn, perhaps by fate, to change the story that had once ended in tragedy. All Characters of this story belongs to J.K.Rowling except my OC Roseline Lily Potter

Sakura Haruno, a kunoichi of Konohagakure and a skilled medic-nin. On a mission escorting her ANBU squad back to Konoha, they were ambushed by a rouge ninja's. She fought with every ounce of her strength, but she caught in a blast. When she opened her eyes again, she wasn't on a battlefield-she was in a crib. Reborn in another world as the twin sister of Harry Potter, Sakura now carries the memories, skills, and instincts of a shinobi in the frail body of a child. In a land without chakra, she must adapt her training to magic, survive the dangers of the wizarding world, and protect her brother from threats far darker than anything in Konoha. With the mind of a seasoned kunoichi and the heart of a protective sibling, Sakura Potter is ready to rewrite the fate of the Boy-Who-Lived... and anyone who dares to harm him will find out just how dangerous a shinobi witch can be.

Holly Potter's earliest memory is hearing her uncle telling people only three people are living in the house. Even from such a young age Holly knew something wasn't right. She didn't get to leave for hours like her cousin, she didn't get a room, and she didn't get to eat the meals she prepares. 12:00 am, as those small numbers flashed on her cousin's watch Holly blew away her hand drawn cake. Unbeknownst to her, her life was about to change. But how would she manage in a new world when she doesn't know how to speak in her old one?

"Dumbledore's Worst Nightmare: A Teenager Who Won't Cooperate" Look, you didn't ask to wake up in the Harry Potter universe , but here you are, stuck as the last (overpowered) heiress of the Moonvale family, a supposedly "extinct" bloodline that oops, isn't so extinct after all. And guess what? You're five. Again. Thanks, Fate. "I could save the wizarding world... or I could take a nap. Tough choice." this is the first even Fanfiction i had ever write hope you like it

Death had always walked beside her, a shadow stitched to her soul. She fought. She won. But what was left to claim? The castle around her - the only home she had ever known - was crumbling into ruin. Stone shattered under fire. Bodies carpeted the ground, faces she would never forget, lives she had failed to save. Victory meant nothing when it was built on a graveyard. She was alone. And worse, she was alive. She had died before. Had died and returned, as if cursed to never know peace, cursed to be the master of death, forever hunted by the thing that should have claimed her. Death It was her shadow, her lover, and her tormentor. It whispered to her in the silence, tugged at her with every breath she drew, a cat playing with its prey, savoring the chase. She tried to undo it - to tear a hole in time, to claw back 46 hours, to steal even one life from the jaws of death. But time does not bargain with the broken. It is a vengeful thing, wild and cold. It seized her, flung her not back 46 hours but 46 years, into a past dripping with shadows and secrets. The castle stood whole then - but the rot was already there, festering beneath the stone. And Death, patient and cruel, was already waiting for her in the cracks of the world, ready to finish what it had begun. Smiling at her from the darkness. Death wearing the face of Tom Riddle *Mature themes* Enemy's to lovers *Tom Riddle*