TOM II Kociej Trylogii

Harry Potter po wybuchu eliksiru ląduje w wannie Voldemorta. Czarnoksiężnik po wielu próbach zaprzyjaźnia się z czarnym kotkiem, który zrujnował mu cały dom. Niestety nic nie trwa wiecznie i w końcu Tom odkrywa, że kicia to Potter. Jak zareaguje na wstrząsającą nowinę? TOM I Opowiadanie jest skopiowane tutaj dla łatwiejszego odczytu. Zgoda: brak (nie ma kontaktu z autorką, ale jak napisze, że sobie tego nie życzy to usunę to ff) NA MOIM PROFILU SĄ KOLEJNE CZĘŚCI :D

TOM III Kociej Trylogii

In 2nd year Tom Riddle and Harry Potter met through the T.M.R's diary-A horcrux. Showing Harry memories from his future self's memory he found out what happened that fateful night in Godrics Hollow. Tom Riddle later makes his grand return in Harry's 4th year... only to find out the truth about one Harry James Potter. Let's just say Dumbledore's days are numbered... Started: 30/12/2020 Finished: 21/02/2022

Harry 19 lat po zwycięstwie nad Czarnym Panem odprowadza dzieci na pociąg do Hogwartu. Przymyka na chwilę oczy, gdy je otwiera znów jest w komórce pod schodami na Privet Drive 4. Ma nieodparte wrażenie, że to nie był tylko sen. Czy Harry podąży znanymi ze snu ścieżkami, czy wytyczy całkiem nowe? p.s. Jeśli zainteresowało Cię, dlaczego na okładce książki o Harrym Potterze jest młody Snape zachęcam do zagłębienia się w lekturę . To nie pomyłka. W dalszych częściach pojawiają się sceny erotyczne, również z elementami przemocy. Nie chcesz, nie czytaj, pomiń.

(Aka the Tomalongadingdong™ fic) It was a normal day for Harry. He woke up, made breakfast for his relatives, ate some leftovers, and went out to do the chores set for him. Then it all changed when he accidentally disturbed a snake in the grass. Please do not message me about translations. I'm not accepting them.

When Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, he is livid. He didn't bloody want to join a deadly tournament, but it seems like no one believes him, so he swears a wizarding oath. Now everyone believes him, but he still isn't excused from the tournament. Almost on the point of wanting to give up on his magic, Death interferes because Death's chosen child can't lose his magic. **** ''This is why you are going to be perfect.'' Death almost croons, making Harry blush. ''If you're going with me to train, you will be back in no time. Time travels differently in my realm.'' Harry nods. He suspected something like that. ''Then I will go with you to train. It is only fair. The others are older and have more experience.'' ''Harry, no!'' Dumbledore exclaims, but Harry knows it is too late. Death is already grasping his arm, and then everything turns dark around him. !Disclaimer! All characters belong to J.K Rowling This story belongs to MBlack93 on AO3 link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34047913/chapters/84691633

Ever since Harry could remember he has always gotten a red rose on his birthday. Every year a red rose came to the Dursley's in an owls beak and he has kept every single rose hidden from the Dursley's. In Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts the rose came once again but this time Hedwig delivered it instead of a dark black or brown owl. How does Hedwig know the person sending him these roses? Who is sending him these roses? Why are they sending him roses? Why only on his birthday and never any other day?

The adults of Wool's Orphanage were completely wrapped around Harrison Peverell's fingers. They cherished him, dotted on him, gave him extra of everything, even when the Orphanage already had so little. What they didn't know was that Harrison Peverell wasn't just a boy. He was a boy that got memories of his past life, everyday, through his dreams. Harrison Peverell was the Master of Death, only, he doesn't know until the day he remembers that he is, which is about 17 years into his second life. Death is patient with almost everything, but he desperately wants to meet his Master, face to face. So, turn that 17 years into 5 years. ¤¤¤¤¤ Tom Riddle, two years older than Harrison Peverell, was hated and feared at Wool's Orphanage. The only person that didn't hate or fear him was Harrison, who insisted on being called Harry. Tom didn't know what drew him to Harry, he didn't know why he was so fascinated by the way his jewel like eyes shined with a sharp cunning that no 5-year-old should have, so he avoided Harrison. He did this for a year, but Harry refused to be ignored. At age six, Harrison Peverell got the future Dark Lord wrapped tightly around his finger with a simple sentence. "If you are what is considered to be a freak, than I would rather be with you than be normal and accepted." ¤¤¤¤¤ This is a Tomarry Fanfic. It features boyxboy. Don't like, Don't read. Status: on-going Highest Rankings: #1 in wizards #2 in 1930s #1 in 1940s #2 in harrison #4 in darkharry #3 in hogwartsschoolofwitchcraftandwizardry #48 in tomriddle #6 in wizardingworld #3 in tomriddlelovestory #4 in tomarry #1 in masterofdeath #1 in tomxharry #1 in riddleera #1 in harrymort #1 in hp #1 in ww2 #4 in timetravel #3 in orphanage #10 in harrypotter #48 in hogwarts

Ludzie nastawieni przeciw sobie już w dzieciństwie do końca muszą się nienawidzić, bo tak ma być. Ale w pewnym momencie okazuje się, że tak naprawdę łączy ich zupełnie coś innego. Czy przyzwyczajenie wygra z przeznaczeniem? Zobaczcie sami. Od razu uprzedzam, że to będzie psychiczne, porąbane, pełne wulgaryzmów i scen wiadomo jakich.