After the war, Harry had nothing left. For hundreds of years, Harry walks the earth, a planet that he can feel dying under his feet. After meeting Jake Sully and his brother Tom, his life gets tipped upside down. And now, the death of his planet has forced him off and onto a ship to a new planet. OR................. A Harry Potter/Avatar Crossover Top Ranking: 1 in Master of Death

Voldemort is finally dead, or so the wizarding world believes. Unfortunately, Harry knows better. Harry/Tom/Snape.

All rights go to Z-bond Adopted Harry Potter was four years old when The Dark Lord attacked, Harry vanquished the Dark Lord but his baby brother takes all the credit. Dark but not evil Harry! Super Powerful&Smart Ravenclaw Harry. Starts with Harry's fourth year. HP/FD

Harry Potter has enough of Hogwarts, Dumbledore and his pet Death Eater, back stabbing friends, the useless teachers, the bullying students. His life becames a living hell after his name come outs of the Goblet of Fire. Every student has turn against him and bulies him and even his supposed best friends. So he drops out of Hogwarts and competes representing House Potter and after surviving the three deadly tasks, he leaves England and goes to the USA, but before it happens Peter pettigrew had appeared with the death body of Cedric Digory I don't own Harry Potter it belongs to JK Rowling

This is smart! Powerful! Ravenclaw! Harry; How would the wizarding world react to a Boy Who Lived who is much different from what they expected? One that is set to change the course of the magical world forever? This is not of my own making all credit go's to Fanfiction.net, and the original author Colt01 https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12246163/1/

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.