Prequel to The Nightmare Man. How did Harry Potter become a feared lord from ancient times? Here we'll see the start of it. No Pairings. Warnings: Violence, gore, evil! Harry and twisted! Harry. Seriously, for quite a bit he's not friendly at all with humans. Be warned. Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I own this fanfiction. This fanfiction can be found on FanFiction.net. It is written by Tiro.

When all the death eaters broke out of Askaban They woke a certain prisoner who has been in there for a very long time. Practically as long as the prison has been built maybe even longer. Was he put there because he committed some atrocious crime? No. nothing so dark and dreary. Immortality to some seems like a blessing, some people strive for it, kill for it even. But some see it as a curse of an endless life. Some people wish they were just normal human beings. Living a 100-year lifespan. Maybe even the wizarding 200-year lifespan but no more. One man wishes for death. But he could never grasp it. Until he meets the master of it. Or at least the soon to be master. Coming into a new world with dark Lords and young children fighting in a war they need not fight. An old sorcerer joins the battle. {Book 1}

Harry always knew that he didn't deserve any of the fame or praise that is towards him because they truly don't know what inside, his thoughts and his true emotions, that he keeps hidden from the world. He thought he never will be loved or ever have a family but what if they are people just like him, and have been there before his eyes the whole time - C.W.

Harry Potter was supposed to be a savior, a symbol, a soldier. But what if he chose something else? Smarter than Hermione. Louder than prophecy. Fluent in five languages and fluent in none of your expectations, Harry stops playing the game when the Triwizard Tournament hijacks his life-and starts rewriting the rules instead. Nicknaming professors, betting with teachers, talking down dragons, befriending Slytherins, and building a secret network of chaos and theory, this is a Harry who chooses his own path: stranger, kinder, and utterly his. From dueling Bellatrix in games of magical tag to founding a student think tank with Luna, Theo, and Daphne, The Wild Card King is an alternate universe where Harry fights war with wit, wins with laughter, and rebuilds a world too broken to fix with anything but joy. This is not the Harry you knew. This is the one who laughed at death-and meant it.

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

The war is over. Lives are slowly going back to normal. Summer break is hard for everyone, but one person in particular isn't sure if he can make it. Harry Potter. He hasn't heard from his friends in months. All he has is his Godfathers empty house, a house elf that constantly makes a portrait scream, and a pistol he stole from his uncle. What he's about to do, no one knows about. Until the one person he was able to save finds him. This story has severe mentions of suicide, self harm, rape, ect. Don't read if this makes you uncomfortable. Do not repost on any other website/account without my permission.

Harry is at the Quidditch World Championship with the Weasleys, when they encounter the Malfoys. Somewhere during the encounter, a stray bludger makes its way into their stand and hits harry pushing him over the edge of the arena. Dazed and confused, Harry flailed in the air but with the ground rapidly approaching, he closed his eyes and awaited impact, only to have someone grab his arm and pull him onto a broom. When he looked to see who it was he got the shock of his life. Viktor had a feeling that something would go wrong at the match today. He felt it for days on end. What happens when he watches as a small male gets hits with a bludger and falls into the arena. Well he catches the boy. And let's just say, he could not quite resist the emerald green eyes that stared up at him. (Harry is a 6th year in this fanfic, and Viktor is a seventh. Their relationship is perfectly legal.)

Harry was betrayed by the very people he used to call family. The minute he was killed, he assumed he would finally get to see his mother and father in the afterlife. He didn't know that he would somehow appear in the past, in his fourth year, heartbroken by the people he used to trust and revenge in his heart. -in which, Harry gets thrown back to his fourth year after he is killed and joins forces with the Dark Lord Voldemort to get revenge on Albus Dumbledore. ongoing (started in 2017- present) highest rankings: #16 in tomarry vampire harry #14 in timetravel slash #25 in darkharry new edited cover photo that I created on Aug 24, 2022.

One moment, He was celebrating his victory in the ring. The next, Death came for him. Now...he is given a Second Chance at Life in a new world.

What would happen if someone rescued Harry from the Dursley's when he was four? What if those people gave him two loving siblings? And what if those people were not from England and used an entirely different type of magic? What happens when a confident, smart, and brave Harry come to Hogwarts with his two siblings? Well, for one thing, they aren't taking any crap from the pureblood or the corrupt Ministry. These three are about to show England exactly why Mystic Souls scare them. (I do not own Harry Potter.)