𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. [𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺] [𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳] 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖯𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾! 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝖩. 𝖪. 𝖱𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.

An aged Dark Lord Harry Potter sends his soul and that of his most loyal friend back in time to prevent multiple tragedies. He won't be making the same mistakes this time around, and he definitely won't be forgiving those who wronged him. °Note story, not my own all rights go's to Fanfiction.net, and it's Author (Zaterra02). https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14092855/1/Paid-In-Blood-REVISED-Originally-by-Zaterra02

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from

It's the 1940s and Europe is crumbling. As the man made horrors of World War Two ravage the continent, the Wizarding World continues to tremble under the dark influence of Gellert Grindelwald. There is no safety, no reprieve for the common folk regardless of magical ability. The only people who seem to be unaffected are the Pureblooded Elite who's progeny rule over the halls of Hogwarts with all of the disgusting self indulgence and lack of empathy of Emperor Nero himself. They are beautiful, wicked, and most importantly, powerful. A young Tom Riddle is chomping at the bit to gain influence over his posh. empty-headed peers. He's been successful in securing the dimmest of the group under his thumb, but the truly influential pawns continue to evade him. He needs an in, one that not all the scheming in the world seems to be able to grant him. That is until he finds himself partnered with Serraphina Selwyn for Prefect duties. First born to renowned curse breaker Geneth Selwyn, she stands as heir to the pureblooded family's fortune and sacred magic. Serraphina, who represents everything Tom envies, must be his. The two form a deadly alliance that turns into a sordid affair. Bloody secrets, dark magic, and curses abound.

Vanora Black was born into power - porcelain, perfect, and promised to a man who does not believe in love. When her parents arranges her marriage to Tom Riddle, she expects a partnership built on duty and obligation. What she doesn't expect is the slow, suffocating pull of a man who sees her not as a wife, but as an advantage- a name, a dowry, a way to climb higher. He is brilliance wrapped in cruelty; she is innocence with a sharpened tongue. Bound by law and blood, they circle each other in a dance of defiance and desire, where every word wounds and every silence cuts deeper. But beneath Tom's control and Vanora's futile obedience lies something dangerous - a spark neither of them can extinguish. In a world ruled by darkness and ambition, love is not salvation. It's a threat. NOT EDITED! TOM RIDDLE X VANORA BLACK (MY OC) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! PLAYLIST ON SPOTIFY! (SEARCH IN BOOK NAME) WARNINGS: Smoking / Drugs Alcohol Mature language Detailed sex scenes Blood/ gore Death RANKINGS: Nott family #1 : 18.09.25 1920 #1 : 29.11.25 1945 #10 : 18.09.25 Darkhold #38 : 7.10.25

We've read Harry Potter in books and watched it in movies but, what if, there is a Wizarding World somewhere out there? And you find innumerable letters under your bedsheet? What if you suddenly discover you possess magic you didn't know you had? And with all these already shocking knowledge you were provided with a deadly mission on hand? Can you change the Fate? .. And as you take on this journey and board the Hogwarts Express and turn the time-turner, TIME LOSES ITS TRACKS AND FATE STRIKES ! I'm not going to reveal much than this so you might as well start on with the story ;) *DISCLAIMER* - JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Everything in this story belongs to me ( THE AU) except for recognisable characters, plots, places and dialogues. Started - 17.06.21

"The more beautiful snake, the more deadly its venom." "You should not have taken her from him Albus. It was you...you created the Dark Lord." _____ Tom Riddle was destined for a path of darkness, until he met Ariana Dumbledore. A lonely but intriguing girl locked up in a turret of Hogwarts by those she trusted the most, she meets a young curious Tom by chance. With secret visits and escapades they fall into the trap of love. Then Ariana falls pregnant and her brother, Albus is furious when he finds out. Albus does not trust Tom and when Ariana dies during childbirth, he fakes the death of their baby girl, taking her and hiding her away. Tom is broken after losing the only person he has ever loved and his child. He turns to the dark arts, to help forget his sorrows. And thus Lord Voldemort is born. 15 years later and their daughter Salem returns to her birthplace after discovering the truth about her parents. Determined to put a stop to the anticipated rise of her father she embarks on a quest to learn defensive magic and discover how she can get to her father. With the infamous Draco Malfoy making things even more complicated, Salem must chose who to trust with great care. Meanwhile she must fight the darkness rising within her all while still facing the trials and tribulations of being a teenage witch.

He was born from shadows. I was born to see through them. Tom Riddle was never supposed to love anyone. But in our final year at Hogwarts, everything changed - not with spells or war, but with stolen glances, late-night arguments, and the summer I came back different. I was the girl no one expected to matter. Funny. Kind. Slytherin, but warm. And he... was cold, brilliant, and terrifying. Until he wasn't. This is the story of how love didn't save him - we saved each other. 🕊️ A slow-burn, emotional romance with softness, redemption, and the quiet power of choosing love over legacy. Story new revised (All rights reserved. The rights of the characters and maybe some other stuff belong to J.K. Rowling, I'm only borrowing them for my story) Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and detailed intimacy between adult characters only.

Dawn Rosier/ Tom Riddle No soul beyond the Dark Lord's inner circle has ever laid eyes upon his sons. They exist as specters, whispers in the shadows, their names nothing more than echoes of something unseen. Yet, as all empires seek longevity, so does their ruler. The Dark Lord has decreed it-his bloodline will not fade into obscurity. It will endure. It will multiply. It will be bound by legacy, sealed in blood. Mattheo Riddle, the youngest, is a creature of indulgence, a man who plays with fate as if it were nothing more than a game of cards. A gambler. A wasted heir. There is no use binding him to a wife. But Tom... Tom is different. The firstborn. The one forged not in vice, but in duty. A blade honed by silence, sharpened by obedience. He does not falter. He does not waver. And now, he must wed. Not for love. Not for want. But because his father commands it. Because he must be the start to an unending stream of bloodshed and violence. It all should start with him. But the task would soon evolve into something neither he nor Dawn Rosier thought it could be. Yearning, Despair, Wrath and Crumbling. A story of sense and sensation, Past and Present as eternal enemies of every day. This is the story of Dawn Rosier. Tropes: Forced marriage Slow burn Age gap Gothic I own Dawn Rosier's character.

In the year 1945, Tom Riddle was prepared to begin his reign as the Dark Lord. In 1977, he had accomplished that which he most desired - dominion in the wizarding world and the power to quiet all those who opposed him. In 1998, Hogwarts has fallen to Lord Voldemort, and the world is at his mercy. One witch will be instrumental in his story. Hermione Granger, the last to survive Voldemort's final attack, is forced to face her most colossal challenge that will weave her through each influential time. With a time-turner around her neck and friends she never expected by her side, Hermione must learn her role in changing the world as she once knew it to a world where freedom and hope abound. But Tom Riddle won't go down easy. He is determined to follow through with his plans, and a bushy haired girl has no chance of changing his mind... Right? Highest Ranking: #1 in Tomione #1 in Postwar #2 in Battleofhogwarts --------------------------------------------- This is my first fanfiction! I've read a few Tomione's, but there aren't many out there - guess some people think it's weird or something. Smh. Soo, I decided to write my own, and see where it takes me! This will be a tomione fic with eventual part dramione and blinny. Enjoy! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF HARRY POTTER. ALL OF THAT CREDIT GOES TO THE AMAZING JK ROWLING. THE ONLY THING THAT IS MINE IS THE COVER AND THE STORYLINE I'VE CREATED.