Lord Death, Mortem, knew that Harry James Sirius Potter-Black would one day become his master. He decided to keep an eye on the child in case his future turned dark. That's when he discovered how Albus had meticulously planned his young master's life-right down to how he should behave and even who he should end up with. The old fool had laid out everything, treating Harry like a pawn. Mortem, unwilling to let this happen, chose to change his little master's fate. He established a mental connection with Harry and quietly guided him through his time with the Dursleys. When Harry turns eleven, Mortem plans to appear before Hagrid could arrive and take Harry to Peverell Manor instead. But that doesn't go accordingly. Read as Harry and Mortem unravel Albus's manipulative schemes and turn the tables on the so-called leader of the light. Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. I have just borrowed the characters. The story is mine.

Betrayed and broken, Harry Potter sheds the mask of the Golden Boy to rise as a Dark Lord's equal-and the serpent the world should fear. With the Weasley twins, Luna, Neville, and Sirius at his side-and Voldemort at his heart-Harry claims his stolen power, his ancient lordships, and a throne beside the man once sworn to destroy him. Emerald and crimson, entwined in love and fire, they will shatter the lies of the Light and remake the wizarding world.

It's the summer before fifth year at Hogwarts. Harry is at Grimmauld Place where he feels drawn to a room. What he finds behind the door is a library, and Harry is surprised when he realizes he is eager to learn. Then he gets the news that give him hope: he's been accidentally expelled from Hogwarts, and he needs to be sorted again. Everyone is sure Harry will go straight back to Gryffindor but that is not what Harry wants. I don't own the characters, all credits to J.K Rowling. I don't support her views but I still love this story and will always. Cover art is not mine, credits to the owner. This was heavily inspired by Evitative by Vichan and there may be a lot of similarities, especially in the first few chapters but I promise it will not be the same.

#2 in tomarry- 08-04-25 #1 in voldemort- 21-04-25 When four boys from the future reveal themselves as the sons of Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort, the truth shatters the world's illusions. "The Serpent's Heirs" is a story of dark legacies, unexpected love, and the rise of a new kind of family. I have noticed that many people just add my story to their reading list but are not reading my story and if they are reading it they do not bother to vote or comment it is my kind request to the readers to just vote if not comment on my stories because without any appreciation for my writing I cannot find myself wanting to update and write my ongoing and upcoming books. So, PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective copyright holders. This is a fan-made work created for entertainment purposes only, with no intent of profit.

Bellerose Potter or perhaps Sally Jackson. She often misses her old life, half the time wishing Percy could have a better, brighter experience than the one she had. She never told her son, nor Poseidon, what her past was really like. She knows they love her, gods and all, but she couldn't bear to let Percy go. But that's about to change. Now, she only hopes she'll have the chance to apologize.

Harry was tired, tired of being a pawn, tired of being a Gryffindor, tired of being manipulated. He had enough of the Dursley's abuse, and was finally be his real self. He finds out he has been lied to all his life, and wants revenge. Watch out world because Harry is pissed and seeking redemption.

˜''*°• In which •°*''˜ Elena Potter didn't know who her mother was; she only knew who her father was. Hades, the god of the underworld, the dead, and riches. She was raised at Camp Half-Blood, living there as long as she could remember, and she wasn't expecting anything to change. That didn't go as planned. One moment, she was planning to go help find other demigods with Annabeth and Percy, and the next, she was being whisked off to London to enroll in Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Forced into a world she knew nothing about before, she has to catch up and fast, all while helping a brother that she didn't know existed evade death more than once. Friends come and go as she navigates the world of magic. ˜''*°• Or •°*''˜ Charlie Weasley was nothing more than a dragon trainer, nothing more than Elena's best friend's brother, one of her best friends. But the way you look at someone can change in a matter of seconds. Book 1 of ? #1 in charlieweasley 8-5-25 #1 in demigod 2-20-26 All of the characters other than my oc's belong to Uncle Rick and J.K. Rowling (I do not agree with anything she stands by!!!) read with caution

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.

"You have your mother's eyes," he slurred, his words carrying the weight of both nostalgia and regret.