"They keep their eyes on the body. They jerked back when it moved again. A small and pale hand went to the blade, and it was retired from the open wound, blood rushing out of the cut; they stayed still as it whined again, a curse parting from his lips. He sat slowly, head hanging forward, face covered by the long locks of black hair dripping the black substance on the floor. The only sound was the drops of black ooze on the marble floor. They walk away from the grumbling body, until one bumps into a table, the wooden object making a harsh racket against the floor. Hadrian's face turns to them, green eyes shining in the gloomy room like lanterns." or Harry kills himself and instead of doing bye-bye, Death throws him back to the past because he is bored. or Harry, now Hadrian, is a sweet murdery child and Tom Riddle is a simp

Tom Riddle was cold and ambitious. He would grow up to do great things. Well, not great, literally the worst things, but they would be big and that's all that mattered to him. Harry Potter was cold and dead. Face to face with Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort kills him. Death sends him back, only they want to try something new. Something much more interesting. Tom Riddle discovers a diary on his bed one day that can write back to him. "What's your name?" he asked the diary. "Harry," it read. "Harry Potter." #theseasonalcontests

One summer day, he sees Voldemort on his neighbor's roof. And it all came crashing down. Armed with a stabbed diary that oddly brings him comfort and a ring that feels important, Harry is ill-equipped for the summer ahead. 'On his neighbour's roof, staring directly at him, was Voldemort. It would be comical if it wasn't for the struggling muggle teen in his grasp. Mockingly, Voldemort held up a scrap of parchment. 'Surrender yourself, or the muggle perishes.' Harry ducked away from the glass and got his writing supplies out. He held the parchment to the wall as he wrote, with a quill this time. 'I don't negotiate with terrorists. I'm going back to bed.' He wiggled it into the corner and left the sight of the window. There was a strangled scream he tried to block out. In bed, he piled his blanket over his ears. Bottom of the line, he needed sleep. And who was he to intervene? Every damned time he did, the person ended up dead or injured. Cedric, Sirius, and countless other friends had suffered under his supervision. Harry was done playing saviour.' Cross posted from AO3 by Author (me)

Harry has lived a long and fulfilling life as a wizard, and he is ready to pass on when his time comes. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, Harry was happy with the way things turned... That is, until, he finds out the truth and gains his strange...inheritance. With a little help from Death, Fate, Time, Life, and even Lady Hecate herself, he's able to fix the wrongdoings of his past. Maybe even find new friends and family. Who knows? For Harry, luck is all he needs. -- This is a Harry Potter fanfiction that contains slash between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle/Voldemort. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HARRY POTTER RELATED, NOR AM I CLAIMING TO! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!

Harry Potter is thrown back in time to the 1940s, right before his sixth year at Hogwarts, and during the same year Tom Riddle would be attending HIS sixth year. What follows are plenty of revelations, more questions than can be answered in that time period, and the potential to meet a group of people who care about him for more than just his fame.

Be on guard, my Lord, writes Abraxas Malfoy, the new transfer student intends to kill you. Except Abraxas has terrible penmanship, and kill and kiss look awfully similar in shoddy cursive. Naturally, things escalate. A lot. !Disclaimer! all characters belong to J.K Rowling This story belongs to Ailora on AO3 link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39003150/chapters/97558827

Harry Potter was killed in the forest by Lord Voldemort along with the horcrux. There the boy greeted death with open arms, ready to reunite with his parents. But what happens when he discovers he is the Master of Death? What happens when betrayals are revealed by the ones he held close. Being the Master of Death, Harry is given a chance to live his life his own way. Harry ends up returning back to the moment he possessed a hallow, after his father's death, along with a couple of boons. How will Harry live his life this time around? How will he act with all the knowledge he possessed? How will he face those he once loved so dearly? *I do not own Harry Potter, this is a fanfiction using its characters*

Harry ends up in the past alongside Cedric. The last thing he remembered was a portkey taking him from the maze to the graveyard and then the past. Would he be able to stay in the shadows or would he be exposed by Riddle? All right to J.K Rowling

Harry James Potter had a long life with endless struggle, betrayal and heartache, he figured out that Dumbledor had betrayed him and so did most of his friends. After his long life filled with lies ends he realizes that he accidentally became the Master of Death. Death offers Harry a new life in another timeline. Tom Morvolo Riddle swore to never fall in love. That changes when a certain Hadrian Peverell walks into his life. All characters belong to JK Rowling. Art belongs to the original artist. Plot is mine. I will make very few A/N, also sorry for poor grammar and spelling English is not my first language. Thank you, and please enjoy.

(My first Story btw) Harrys trapped in riddle manor with tom riddle and things 'escalate'.