DISCONTINUED Harry wasn't what anybody expected. Well, that's not exactly true, in fact he acted exactly as expected in front of them. He'd been left with the Dursleys, and had spent nine long years basically as their slave, not even knowing his name. See, Evan had been the Boy Who Lived, supposedly having defeated Voldemort as a baby, and it would have been wrong to send the Potter's other son into an environment where jealousy would foster, after all, he was just so ordinary. . . So ordinary that no one knew he owned the club Nighthowlers and Orchids or that he had enough power to single-handedly bring about the end of the world as they knew it. No one even knew what he looked like, not truly. Many characters are property of J K Rowling, some story elements are kinda based off of some trends, but it was written by me. There will be some very triggering content, please do not report. Also, I know I suck at writing descriptions, so please don't kill me. This moves at kind of a slow pace and has a lot of details, the sexual interactions, will not happen for quite a while and are not the main point of the story. (ships, however, will come into play at chapter thirty)(sexual interactions only after Harry is 15 or 16) Word count 1-90 is over 190,000, roughly 2,000 words per chapter DISCONTINUED

Es el cuarto año de Harry en Hogwarts y su nombre acaba de salir del cáliz de fuego. Todo el mundo lo ha abandonado y se siente completamente solo. A través de un accidente, Harry y la parte del alma de Voldemort que reside dentro de él comienzan a interactuar y Harry comienza a cambiar lentamente. Se vuelve más fuerte y más consciente, y lentamente se vuelve consciente de un curso de eventos más siniestro que ha perpetuado toda su vida.

Summary 3 men kidnapped by a magical castle and locked in a room to sort out their differences.... The world will never be the same again... ********** not my work i found it in ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/2577869/chapters/5736713

Esta historia es una secuela de "Promesas, Promesas" Harry pasó con éxito todo el último año sin ser recordado ni notado. Así que ahora, con solo un año más en Hogwarts para el final, debe ser mala suerte lo que lo lleva a ser emparejado con Tom Riddle en clase. Seguramente, si Harry juega bien sus cartas, puede asegurarse de no dejar una impresión memorable. Después de todo, hasta ahora no ha hecho nada para llamar la atención de Riddle. Lo recordaría si lo hubiera hecho ... <<<<>>>> Traducción autorizada Prohibido copias Prohibido adaptaciones y traducciones sin la autorización de Mosiva

Primer error: Crea una profecía falsa Segundo error: Deja a Harry con los Dursley Tercer error: intenta manipular a todos Cuarto error: Pensando que Harry sería un buen chico Quinto error: Muéstrale el pasado de Tom Riddle a Harry Sexto error: dejar escapar a su salvador Séptimo error: pensar que era invencible *** Créditos a Su respectivo autor traducción || @NingrumAnguil_|| Harry Potter ||Sin ship.

Si alguien en el Salón hubiera estado menos preocupado por el torneo en ciernes, tal vez habrían notado que Harry pareció desaparecer por un breve segundo. Si las emociones no hubieran estado tan intensas, alguien probablemente habría visto la repentina aparición de bolsas en los ojos y la forma en que la túnica de Harry le quedaba un poco más grande que antes. Si se le hubiera dado tiempo para reflexionar, cualquiera le habría dicho que algo había cambiado irrevocablemente. el fanfic le pertenece a PottersForhead de Ao3 (Gracias a @W_R_M-36 por la ayuda con la portada)

A decade of war has left the world on the verge of destruction, with no hope of avoiding annihilation. Only by traveling back in time can everything that's gone wrong be fixed, beginning with Tom Riddle. As a result, Harry Potter ended up in 1941, a time he had hoped he would never experience again. Why 1941? Death has a pretty terrible sense of humor, maybe that's why. This story was written by PurplePebbles

A week has passed since Sirius's death and Harry is not allowed to grieve. His friends think he is ridiculous, and when he tries to open up to them, they abandon him. Harry wants to be alone, but Magic had other plans it seemed. Swept through a mysterious corridor, Harry finds himself in the past and staring at an old enemy in a new light. Finding comfort in the arms of what he thought was his enemies, Harry began to reflect on everything he thought he knew as he slips into the Dark. !Disclaimer! I don't own any characters used, J.K Rowling owns the characters Madriddler on AO3 owns the story and all its rights link to true story : https://archiveofourown.org/works/39878361/chapters/99849564

After the final battle Harry learns some unsettling truths about himself and those who he trusts the most. Forced to come to terms with the revelations, Harry decides to get even with those who've wronged him and embrace who he his by going back to when it all started. I don't use wattpad, at least not anymore, so imagine my surprise when somebody mentioned to me that my story was on here? I never gave permission for my story to be used on here or uploaded by anybody else especially without giving me the author credit, this is my my account. I'll upolad the story here from now on.#, but i usually uplaod to Ao3 and fanfic.net, all account have the same/very similar usernames.

Harry Potter was never the hero they thought he was. Not deep down. Before his ninth birthday, he meets Death and learns what the world will never understand: affection is a currency, power is safety, and control is everything. Death arms him with knowledge. Tom Riddle offers him vision. The Wizarding World, in its ignorance, gives him the perfect mask. Sorted into Slytherin, Harry becomes exactly what they want to see-the golden boy with the easy smile, the savior draped in light. But behind the angel's face lies a mind forged in shadows, ruthless and ravenous. Hadrian Peverell does not crave survival. He craves devotion. He craves fear. He craves a world that kneels because it loves him too much to resist. And when he finds Tom Riddle's diary, speaking and thinking and plotting... well, why go back to the 1940s when you can bring the Dark Lord to you? He dreams of drawing him close, of building an empire hand in hand. Together, they'll build something better. A world worthy of their brilliance. A world that loves him, fears him, needs him. Harry Potter was born to die. Hadrian Peverell was born to rule.