(A girl from our world dies and gets reincarnated in the Harry Potter universe as Harry Potter.) ____________ She died. Alone, quiet, forgotten by the world she loved so much. And woke up in a cupboard under the stairs. Except the name they called her wasn't her own, it was Harry Potter. Y/N L/N, a girl from our world, has been reincarnated into the body of The Boy Who Lived. She remembers everything: the books, the battles, the endings. But fate never plays fair, and something has gone terribly wrong. Magic clings to her like a shadow. The timeline is breaking. And the moment she touches the Slytherin consort ring, Death himself begins to whisper. She calls him Morte. He calls her his. And then he gave her/him a new name, Hades Peverell. But Death isn't the only one watching. There's another soul, ancient, fractured, forgotten, haunting the shadows of Hogwarts. Tom Riddle. Still insatiable. Still hungry for power. And the moment he senses her... he knows. He has something special about his aura. He's something more than what he seems from the outside. And he's not letting him go. ___________ DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to J.K.Rowling!!

The Boy Who Lived. The Woman Who Built Iron. When their worlds collide, destiny will never be the same. Because when magic meets metal, legends aren't just born... they're built. mcu x hp Loki x Fem!Toni x Tom Riddle Harry x Pansy Hermoine x Draco *Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction based on Marvel Cinematic Universe and Harry Potter characters. All original characters and story ideas belong to their respective creators (Marvel Studios, J.K. Rowling, and Warner Bros.). I do not own these characters; this work is for entertainment purposes only.

Harry Potter finds himself hurtled back through time, landing back to just after World War 2 ended, more accurately, on the doorstep of Grimmauld Place...SLASH, MPREG Orion Black/Harry Potter Death meddles in the Master Of Death's fate once again...he must be awfully bored! This story is not mine. I'm just posting it on this platform so you can read it offline.

She goes back in time to teach at Hogwarts in her parents last year. But she has someone with her to help. Fred. Her husband. What will they get up to in the past? What will be taught? MOD harry. Fem Harry/Fred Weasley. What will the family think when they get back? Follow them as they teach some familiar faces Short story but is a fun read. Cover by @AndyMH30 from Pinterest

When Harry get's a letter from Griphook he never expected lies to be revealed and the unknown truth to be found. Leaving him shocked to the core and not knowing what to do because he has gone from being the boy who lived to now being a girl? He is glad it did because now he can get away from the abuse he has suffered through all of his life and finally get the life he has always wanted but will this new start be a good thing or will he be left broken hearted? - I only the plot line but everything else belongs to the rightful owners - - all photos are off pinterest -

Rosanna Rox Potter/Black left the whizard world after defeating the dark lord, unable to stay when the magical community slowly started to turn their backs on her even with all her sacrefices she took her god son- no blood adopted son and traveled the world muggle way. Teddy Remus Lupin-Black loved traveling with his mother even when he was now 16 years old he still went back every chanse he got.

This is a story where there is a fem!harry potter x Tom Riddle/Lord Voldemort. There is Dumbledore bashing, Molly Weasley bashing, Ron Weasley bashing, This book/story is about her first year and if i want to i will be writing her next year when i am done with this book/story

Hariel Potter, never thought her life would become what it had after the final battle. Forced to run for her life after her so called friends betrayed her, she finds herself making a wish to save her Godfather and the Black family, and in a strike of Potter Luck, ends up in 1972. Hari knows she and her godson Teddy have been given another chance and she determined not to to waste it. She determined to make sure that the Blacks survive and Lily and James Potter are never targeted a second time, so she heads to Hogwarts. She begins to ruin Tom and Albus's plans in order to build a better future. Only she's no longer the seventeen-year-old she had been, she was scared of neither and knew it was best to get rid of both. She was never expecting Orion Black to become apart of her life. Orion wasn't ever expecting to find love after being forced to marry his cousin but Hariel is intriguing. A Black always gets what they want, even if they shouldn't want it. Now's it a race to see who will win the Wizarding War, Tom, Albus or Hariel!

In the shadowed corners of a world forged by war and secrets-where monsters are made and men are broken-one name burns brighter than the ice: Harriett Potter. And she is no hero. She's what's left when a prophecy devours innocence and leaves something sharper behind. Witch. Weapon. Mistress of Death. She doesn't save the world-she hunts the ones who break it. James Buchanan Barnes. The Winter Soldier. A name buried beneath programming and pain. But his heart remembers what his mind cannot: a red-haired child he spared in a rain-soaked London alley in 1986. She should have died. Instead, he let her live-a decision he wasn't designed to make. The marks they share spared her life. Even in the eyes of a child, she saw something HYDRA could never erase: a man worth saving. A woman who fights for a man who cannot fight for himself, and of a weapon who dares to chase the light. Through resets and bloodshed, through the scream of the chair and the ghosts of who they were, one truth remains: Harriett Potter is his witch. His weakness. His salvation. And he is hers-always, in every life, in every war, no matter how many times they fall. Good thing Harriett has accepted her fate as Death's chosen. Because now, she's not alone. Move over, Director Fury-there's a new team on the field. The Hellhounds don't play by the rules. This isn't redemption. It's retribution. And for those who prey on the innocent, there will be no mercy. Only blood. He who hesitates... disintegrates.