{Golden Trio Era - Post War} {Harry Potter x OC} "Your eyes are-" Here we go again. "I know." Harry interrupts without thinking, voice flat and practised. May's eyebrows pull together, and she echoes, "You know?" He freezes, the familiar sting of regret burning in his chest. She couldn't say what he thought she was. She didn't know his mum. "Sorry," He mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck, "What were you going to say?" May bites her lip, then a small, tentative smile slips. "They're like Welsh Greens." ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 two years after war, Harry Potter agrees to spend the summer at the Romanian dragon sanctuary to escape his nightmares, and ends up meeting May Ridgebit, the boss who makes forgetting impossible. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

An Alternate Universe version of the Goblet of Fire. Loosely canon compliant, but very loosely. Creative liberties have been used in abundance. NOTE - FEMHarry! and TopDraco! Follow the story of Holly's life diverges from its set path the moment her name is called out as a Champion in the prestigious Triwizard Tournament which she has no desire to participate in. As uneventful as this development is, it changes her life for the better. She grapples with changing friendships and teenage romance with a certain blonde boy who's got no right being this charming. She forms unexpected alliances and cuts off people pulling her down.

Cassiopeia Walburga Black had a secret. It is a secret that only two people in the wizarding world knew, and that was her parents. One evening, that was all going to change. The Fates, wanting to unite two worlds, decided to reveal that secret to the wizarding world. By making them watch her life. Regulus and Sirius Black are going to learn their little sister isn't who they think she is. They are all going to find out that Greek mythology is real. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is part of that world. They are going to find out that Cassiopeia is an embodiment of blood and the stars... They are going to find out that Cassiopeia Black is the daughter of Ares. OC Black x Percy Jackson.

exiled, lost, and the key to the end in her hands. thanks to the potters, at least she wasn't homeless. -𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀© (James Potter x femOC) (marauders era, during the war (post hogwarts)) (very slow updates, like really slow. sorry)

The Morrigan, Mysterious Goddess The Mórrigan, usually referred to with the definite article, was a great warrior-queen goddess in Irish-Celtic mythology. She was most associated with inciting war, then stirring up the fury and frenzy of battle, and finally, as the bringer of death. *I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER* Extracts from the books will be used, in this story.

Petunia falls and gets some sense knocked into her. Now armed with the memories of her last life she tackles this one with new gusto. Just one problem, she's read so many fanfictions that she can't quite remember what's cannon and what isn't. Sure she knows the basics but that's about it. All well, she'll figure it out. First things first, time to make some money by selling stories! What do you mean she can't, she'd only eleven? Na, she was in university last life. Nothing like sending your work in under a pen name... or three... Surely no body will find out she's the author of not one, not two, but three successful romance series. Surely... *Smirks* Translations: Spanish- https://www.wattpad.com/story/374388593-caza-de-brujas-reencarnada-en-petunia-evans Indonesian- https://www.wattpad.com/1553165519-witch-hunt-reincarnated-as-petunia-evans-indonesia We now have a discord!! https://discord.gg/hJ4NjRZrXv Loosely inspired by the anime 'My Next Life As a Villainess' Petunia x Severus Lily x Remus

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

After the Volturi threaten the fragile peace of the Cullens once more, Rosalie Hale calls on two old friends: Hermione Granger and Celeste Black, witches from a world still scarred by its own war. Drawn by loyalty, love, and the desperate need to protect Renesmee, Celeste and Hermione cross worlds to stand with the family that once gave them hope. But protecting the child will demand more than magic or strength - it will demand that they face the ghosts of the wars they've already survived. In the heart of battle, old oaths will be tested, new bonds will be forged, and the most dangerous magic of all - love - may be the only thing that can save them. "Ashes and Oaths" is a story of found family, survival, healing, and the fierce love that rises from ruin.

The war was going badly. Hope wore thin, worn down by funerals and betrayals. And Hermione Granger was tired of watching the people she loved die. So she turned to something older than wand magic. Something forbidden. Buried in the bowels of the Black Family Library, there it was: Vinculum Sanguinis. Blood magic-raw, binding, and irreversible. She wasn't summoning a spirit. She was summoning a soul. Regulus Arcturus Black: traitor to Voldemort, presumed dead, drowned by his own mission. The ritual was agony. It called for a drop of her blood, a binding vow, and a name spoken with intent. She gave more than a drop. When the circle of runes lit up with searing gold, and the air crackled like a storm breaking, Regulus appeared-naked, furious, and alive. "You called me," he said. His voice was low and sharp, like a blade drawn in the dark. Hermione collapsed, the toll of the ritual stealing her breath. "We're bound. Soul to soul. You're mine now." His eyes-those same steel-gray Black eyes-narrowed. "And you are mine." Regulus learned quickly. He was colder than Sirius, quieter. But once he understood what had become of the world-what Voldemort had turned into-he didn't hesitate. "We end this," he told her one night. "Not for the Order. Not for Potter. For family." He moved through the shadows. Undetected. Whispers of a third side rose. The war paused. Every living Black turned to him. Even the cursed ones. Even Draco. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. His presence said enough. They followed. He wasn't there for sides. He was there for blood. And anyone threatening Hermione Granger was already marked for death.

Harry Potter was never meant to be in the Triwizard Tournament. But when his name is pulled from the Goblet of Fire, everything begins to unravel-not just the tournament, but the life he's been forced to live. Abandoned by friends, doubted by his mentors, and caged by hidden magical restrictions, Harry finally makes a decision: He's done pretending. No longer the obedient student, no longer the Boy Who Lived under everyone else's control, Harry begins to rewrite the rules. He studies in secret, masters forgotten magics, and allies with unexpected students-particularly from Slytherin. As he walks through fire, faces dragons, dives into freezing lakes, and navigates deadly mazes, Harry forges a new identity: one not defined by prophecy or fame, but by freedom. With Fleur Delacour at his side-not a fantasy, but a fierce, intelligent partner-and Gabrielle as his loyal shadow, Harry's world expands beyond house colors, school walls, and old legacies. This is not the Harry you remember. This is the one who chose to live Unbound. ✅ Powerful, independent Harry ✅ Slytherin friendships, slow-burn romance ✅ Magical theory, creature lore, political rebellion ✅ Found family, emotional growth, no clichés ✅ Canon divergence with meaning and bite